The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 40
Mackenna surfaced from a dreamless sleep and found herself wrapped tightly in Alessandro’s arms and his very erect body pressed very tightly to her behind as she was spooned against him. She froze unsure of what to do, half of her wanted to race to the bathroom for a cold shower and the other half wanted to turn over and take full advantage of the situation.
“Stay still Mackenna,” his husky voice was deeper than usual from sleepiness. “I need a moment otherwise my promise to wait and repair our emotional relationship before our physical one is going out the window.”
She lay perfectly still but was incredibly aware his situation was not changing behind her and in fact, appeared to be worsening.
roaty and pained.
e bathroom.
to watch him.
ffer but I gave my word,” he took in the image of her mussed hair, rosy cheeks from sleep and eyes matching his desire and groaned with frustration. “Temptress,” he repeated as he turned away and disappeared.
illows. As much fun as she’d had dancing with Alessandro, she had needed the cathartic cry in his arms as well. This morning she felt for the first time she was beginni
e sound of his phone
s up?”
ed out of breath.
hear Savannah calling her name as she looked through the peephole and saw Carlos. She opened the door and let him in, and he instantly asked for Alessandro. She pointed to the bathroom.
nah was yelling now
in on Alessandro in the bathroom and was speaking in hushed tones.
see who the man is, but it bears a good liking to him.”
ng she was a homewrecker. The video is bad. The man is insisting she sleep with him to keep her contract.”
ght of how pale Mackenna was. “There’s no way this is me. It never happened.”
in his hand and the video was playing.
, moved to the phone, pressed play, and watched.
o confused.
off as she stopped the video and restarted it. “Please Mackenna, listen to me.”
”
n the face he would have been le
lieve me.
re is a specific tattoo missing from the left scapula and three,” she paused and held his gaze, “I just know in my heart you would never do anyt
ead. “She used a very good likeness though.”
ips.
s, he and Dulce were no longer on good terms. “Alessandro, let me call Camille.”
“Your vip
ney but her sister is a criminal prosecutor. It’s my turn to address the tabloids.”
and libel.” He roughed up his hair with his fingers and grimaced. “I just don’t understand why she is doing all of this. It makes no sense.”
e to play her game or wash your hands. Unfortunately, I’ve made up my mind and,” she took a deep breath, “I will not continue a relationship with yo
e stepped back.
rlos’ phone still in Alessandro’s hand. “She didn’t do whatever this is, to hurt you. It’s to hurt me. She did it expecting I would react and leave you.”
nna, you don’t understand.”
my friend as much as I am hers and she loves me as much as I love her. She would never put you through this
touch her, but she was already turning to leave.
have a week to decide. I don’t want to see you until you do.”
m with a hunger she hadn’t known she possessed and when he deepened the kiss, his fingers delving into her scalp while his tongue slipped between her lips she moaned.
ply.
ed three months to know if I want to be with you. I need you to sort out if you genuinely want to be with me. I won’t have her as part of my life. I just won’t.”
ase?”
r open, and she was ready to go through it, Alessandro’s hoarse voice called her name and she looked back at him desperately wanting him to say h
a. I’m sorry for all of this.”
self not to cry in front of him and made her way through the door.
wrapped in her robe and headed to the shower.
ly of hot water turned cold and even then, she stayed until she was sure her lips were blue.
droom and slipped into a t-shirt an
lder when Nuncio knocked on her door. “He
ht?”
ed, “but we’d been married about six months. He’s always taken good care to keep it covered. The video clearly shows the man from behind and while the builds are similar, there’s no tattoo.”
one.”
s. “Mac,” he spoke quietly, “they’ve been friends for a long time. She helped him through a rough time.”
,” she reminded him and saw he nodded in agreement. “I won’t live a life with Dulce in
he returned to packing her boxes. She had asked for a quick closing date. Funny how money made things move and she and Savannah were moving into their new place the following Saturday with her closing date on the Friday. They had so much to do in the short time.
thing to eat? You should eat.”
my hotdog.”
a thing now?”
. No note, nothing. Just gone.”
ou, but I love you both and I see how you are with her, so I’ll risk it.”
she suggested, wasn’t it?”
her back on track. She flourished with them but when your formative years were full of violence, chaos and days without food, trust is a hard thing to come by.” She sighed deeply at his expression. “I’m not telling you all this, so you feel sorry for her Nuncio. She’s who she is because of what she went through. She’s tough and compassionate and observant as hell. When she falls in love, she’s all in. She jumps in two feet first into the deep end and always with the wrong type. You’re the first person I’ve ever seen her hesitate with.”
se I’m a man? I know she dates women sometimes.”
e left you in it and she took off. Usually, she makes them play the airplane game.”
ne game?”
ls them to take off.”
entire world could be imploding around them who would stop to help someone else. You are good person.”
pack?”