The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 3

In the morning she made her way to the clerk’s office after stopping to talk to a few of her grandparents’ neighbors. Her grandfather never left her side and when it was time to sign the papers and her hands trembled so bad, she couldn’t put the ink to paper, he’d held her in his arms while she sobbed uncontrollably.

“It should not be this hard,” she cried against his shoulder.

“You love him still Mackenna,” her grandfather whispered softly. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

that harlot on his arm and she would call me and tell me she watched him sleep because he was exhausted from her lovemaking.” She grabbed the pen angrily ignoring the wide eyes of the clerk. “This ends today.”

he clerk eyed at her with a frown.

of your life is ahead of you and the past is just the past.”

ded to go shopping for new shoes and a matching suit for work. Her grandfather had declined to accompany her on the trip, but her grandmother was more than happy to tag along. They shopped all day and the next day they went out again to finish the rest of the list she’d made of required items to take back to Phoenix. She’d been in Milan f

is in Paris, remember. He’s just yet another tall dark Italian man are a dime a dozen in this city.” Her voice trailed to a whisper as the man turned around and locked eyes with her granddaughter. Sofia made the sign of the cross over her body. “Madre de Dio, he

elephone shut and made his way purposefully through the heavy traffic in her direction.

d encourage you to try to avoid him, but I don’t think it is possible. There is nowhere to go.”

herself under a nearby bus, he’d reach her before impact. She steeled herself for the flash of anger and the furious tirade of anger to come. She kept her face straight and tried to steady the thundering of her heart as she took in him. He hadn’t changed an ounce in five years. Tall, dark, lean, and strong and the amber eyes drilling right to her core were all present, as if a checklist had been done in preparation of the assault on her senses. Sh

so, the prodigal wife returns.”

Ale

rcastic words. “You’re supposed to be in Paris. It’s fashion week.”

lease.”

om taking the bags and ushering her grandmother to the car.

I am not going to quarrel with you over this in the middle of a street.” Alessandro glared furiously down at her, his toes touching hers.

y from the firm grip he had on her, but he held her fast.

it in the limo now.” He spit thro

out you at her side.”

artment and he can come in and speak to you there.”

d whispers, they were attracting attention on the busy street and Mackenna instantly felt badly for embarrassing her. “I’m sorry Nonna. Let’s get you home.”

rk car with the tinted windows just as one of the security personnel grabbed a camera from a photographer and deleted the pictures he’d taken.

sn’t she cared people wanted to take his picture or hers since she was with him. It was the fact Alessandro made it the top item on his list of security nobody knew of their relationship. It made her furious to know if Dulce were on his arm, the paparazzi could have taken a thousand photos and he wouldn’t have flinched, and his security would have simply pushed them into the car. But since he wasn’t wi

at stiffly with her bags on the seat beside her. She held her grandmoth

on wherever he goes.” She looked up as the man glided into the seat opposite them.

streets without security.” He tugged his pant leg up as he crossed his ankle over his knee.

dn’t be wandering the streets without a court order barring you from being anywhere near me.” She hissed back fur

arrower and her cheekbones higher. The young girl he’d spent the last five years searching for was replaced by a very business-like individual who scowled at him as if he were nothing to her. As beautiful as he considered her, he was not appreciative in the least of the way her attitude had changed. “When did you turn into such a b***h?”

er, please. It might be satisfactory with the regular company you keep talking like a sailor, but I find it disrespectful for you to speak in such a manner in front of my grandmother.”

sed and genuinely apologetic. “I apologize, Sofia. Mackenna is ri

d on the window for the car to begin the ride to the apartment where she lived with her husband.

You’ve changed.”

rted nastily.

and reached into his pocket for his cigarettes.

t. That he still used it irked.

nted was to get away from him and breathe freely because the longer she sat in his proximity the more she doubted the filing of her divorce papers. His amber eyes always had a way of making her feel desired and wanted and even in his anger she could see those emotions as he drew a long brea

perhaps you can tell me where you’ve been for

still as sexually aware of him as she always was. They were like magnets and the tug between them was fierce. Or at least, she admitted to herself, the tug on her was fier

the sound and he looked to her grandmother impatiently. “Do you notice the change in your granddaughter or am I imagining she is belligerent

g woman and I am proud of her,” Sofia’s chin jutted forward in an unusual display of defiance. “It takes a lot of courage to leave everyone you love a

being surprised. “You do not miss her?”

heart. I support Mackenna just as I did my Madeline.” Sofia held his gaze but then turned her face away suddenly as if she could no longer bear looking into his eyes.

his cigarette and crushed out the end with his fingers and stuffed it into an ashtray. His gaze dared Mackenna to argue.