The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 47

Mackenna smiled as Alessandro entered her bedroom without knocking.

“You’re still awake,” he seemed surprised to find her sitting up.

“Yes, the drugs are wearing off so I’m not so groggy.” Her stomach took the moment to grumble, “I’m also getting pretty hungry.”

lifted a small pill bottle in his hand and shook it.

tolerable.”

would you like me to bring your dinner to you here?”

to Nuncio again and she closed her eyes as she listened to the sound of men laughing in her home. She could get used to the sound of happiness.

had sat down jumped back on the bed and moved to paw at her hands. “Aww, poor baby. Did nobody feed you yet?” She stroked his ears gently. She considered getting up to do it but as she started to rise from her prone position, she felt lightheaded and grimaced. “Sorry buddy,” she accepted his head butt to the chin, “I’ll see if Nuncio will do it.” She called for him and heard him walk briskly in her direction.

g, other th

l feed you but you’re not going to like it.”

Alessandro immediately noted it. “What happened?”

” Nuncio pulled a face, “I’ll feed the beast.”

. I’m so happy to see you upgraded.”

room. I couldn’t put my tiny little bed in here. It had to be king sized.”

her position a plate on her lap and propped her up with some pillows behind her back. “Nuncio is gratefu

ooked at the plate on her lap. “Where did you find risotto?”

ed them to prepare it and I grabbed it when

some of the risotto fell to her chest. “Damn,” she set the spoon on the plate with a clang and used her fingers to pick the risotto off her chest.

ate the spilled rice off her chest. “Hungry

Did you talk?”

. She let him destroy so much because she wouldn’t come to me. She says I am her best friend, but she tortured us both by not confiding in me.”

recalled the child’s name with ease.

em all,” Alessandro puffed his chest angrily, “there is no excuse.”

t with indigestion.” He motioned at her spoon. “Eat or I’ll feed you myself.”

took a mouthful, chewing thoughtfu

s my favorite cat in the world suffering from a personality cha

or his peace of mind.

y went away. When I flew to Milan the first time to file the divorce,” she noted his lips thin at her words, “I had a pretty bad one on the flight back home.

tory. “I didn’t have another one until we had the fight in the hospital when you said you would sign off on the papers.”

ns that day,” he sp

until last weekend.”

na pushed the food around her plate, “then the prosecutor

ic attack as a result?”

baby.”

n silence for a moment.

o a few times and he swatted at Savannah just this morning.” She giggled at the memory and remembered something she and Savannah discussed earlier. “Or we are giving him too much credit and he’s not empathetic. Our alternate theory is he didn’t like living in poverty and now we have him in this apartment he feels it better fits his station.”

rocked her. “There could be truth to your theory. He’s a snob.”

e agreed.

d her plate away. “I’m so full.”

t and I’ll be back. Don’t go anywhere,” he teased.

run a marathon but since you insist, I sit here, I’ll just beh

finger in his direction.

eturned a few mi

me bath salts.”

rm wet,” she said loud enou

rty.”

ound something dirty about his words. “Alessandro, I’m starting to think you’ve been hanging around her too much.”

ore disappearing back into the bathroom.

icing Alessandro had moved back to the door to observe her.

nna are you alright?” his voice was so

getting tired I think,” she met his gaze.

u can get some sleep.” He stepped into the room and sc

,” she rolled her eyes but let her head rest on his ch

” he kissed her head and gently set her on her feet. “You’re oka

ed silence. “Since whe

to be respectful.”

r boundaries ever, why are you starting now?”

e grimaced at her.

h, pain in my backside glory. I need my husband.” She thought she saw his eyes water at her words, but he turned away to turn the taps of the tub off.

of those clothes and in the tub. I’ll put a towel down on the edge of the tub for yo

lip her out of the t-shirt, cursing under his breath with each wince and moan of pain she made. Finally, he had her standing in front of him naked and for the first time since he met her, his mind wasn’t on taking her to bed. Her torso was full of tiny slices and scrapes where she had been cut from the table. A large bruise ra

e.”

so glad I have a tub now,” she whispered.

water and washing her feet. He looked to her face, eyes closed, the lump on her forehead not as prominent in size now but was developing into quite bruise. “How are you doing my love?”

heaven,” she whispered as he massaged her foot gently. “Don’t sto

l leave you to soak a minute. I’m going to get the bed ready for you. Do not get your arm wet.” He warned her with a tap on the nose.

ing care of her, and he had promised he wasn’t going anywhere.

tub and hadn’t heard him come back in. “Come, my love. Let’s get you out of here and dried off and into bed.”

her chin. He kissed her mouth softly as she sighed and snuggled into the soft sheets. “I love you Mackenna.” He whispered against her cheek.

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