The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 51
Mackenna stood in awe of her surroundings. Alessandro had brought her to his office spaces, spaces she hadn’t even known he’d had.
His administrative assistant Rosie, a large woman with mahogany skin, big luminous brown eyes, and a natural afro as wide as her shoulders was ordering two dressmakers around. Alessandro had retreated to his office to manage a matter with a supplier and from the tone of his voice, even though she couldn’t hear the words, she knew someone on the other end was getting an earful.
“Mackenna,” Rosie motioned to a curtained area, “there is a robe in there for you to change into. Please go get into it.” The woman was all business and returned to looking at her tablet and tapping at it furiously.
at his shows during the first year they were married and had watched the glitz and glamour but as five portable wardrobes were pushed into the area all with her name on the covered bags, she was flabbergasted. She felt herself wishing Savannah or Nuncio
er hand twice on the metal pole. She felt tears sliding down her face from the pain of it all and she wanted to fling herself down on the floor and give up on the endeavor. She knew Alessandro was excited to show her the clothes he’d create
voice caught her ear and ducked her head out between
“Mac?”
ere?” they asked in unison before both laughing.
it, paired with a long black skirt and platform white sneakers, rushed toward the curtain with a wide smile. “Oh my god girl, tell me my Mac is Alessandr
of her t-shirt, and she was trying to keep it pulled down over her braless self.
dressing room with her and pulled the curtain behind th
Mackenna smiled grateful Samuel was with her.
r arm?”
s and metal coffee table.”
.”
this morning,” she grimaced. “He wants me to try on some things he designed but I don’t know if I can with this. It really hurts.”
l. I will be your fairy godmother,” he winked, “emphasis
ound using his fingers. She put her back to him as he gently lifted her t-shirt up.
ng in preparation for her. He got her into it and then told her to wriggle out of her shorts and then helped her into the underwear.
ard,” she whimpered.
ng her name made his lips twitch. “Not a minute too soon.”
tepped out ahead of Mackenna. “Come my queen, let’s do a fashion show.”
.”
en on time this morning.”
, “you know each other.”
cio and Savannah to watch Friday night.” She looked to Samuel, “he knows right?”
t’s on my resume darling,” he smirked. “I d
d they both laughed.
dulously. Every time he thought he had caught up on all he’d missed with her, she was throwing something else his way. “You like drag?”
embarrassment. “We should take in the next
. “Focus,” he clapped his hands. “My wife needs to see her new wardrobe.”
was suddenly all business as he snapped for Esme to bring rack number one closer. “We’ll start with work clothes, move to the casual clothes and then dinner, dancing, evening wear. Lingerie,” he looked to Alessandro, “I’ve had packed up in boxes and will allow you to get yo
ing,” Mac laughed at him.
mosa.” Samuel ordered with a wide smile as he looked to Mac. “This is a celebration my darling.”
agreement. “Yes, this
ed his back and barked into the receiver in full business mod
ed his hands.
back with vigor.
t. She’s fragile.”
over her shoulder, “do what you need to do Daria. I’m gr
’m surprised he didn’t fire me.”
e woman who was probably close to her own age. “Does he fire people a lot?”
been with this team a month and I really like it, but I’ve messed up a couple
no use to me.”
ackenna almost heard the woma
your new outfit. Esme will help you dress.” He pointed at Samuel, “stay away from my naked wife.”
efore,” Samuel shrugged.
ly to look at his wife.
al expression, “drag kings for a night. Samuel helped me prepare.”
pulling out his phone
th Esme. She looked to the girl, “I give him five seconds before he pulls you out of here and tells me off. Five, four
lled from the tiny changing room. It was truly tight quarters with his towering frame.
rude,” she scolded him. “Esme did nothing wrong and neither did Samuel. If I were one of your models, she’d be walking all o
face. “This is you?”
his one. It’s pretty good huh? Samuel did a great job with my make-up.”
ked from the waist up.”
as pretty neat.”
“You will not do this again,” Alessa
Asia with Dulce for a spread in a magazine and there were photos of her with only her fingertips on her nipples.”
ground out.
ess of what you think you can dictate me to do.”
trying desperately not to scream it from the top of his lun
dro,” she mocked him with wide e
everyone else looking at what is mine.”
around erect. Do not,” she poked him in the chest with her index finger, “come at me telling me I don’t need to attract attention when you do it just by breathing.”
dark hair, opened his mouth, and closed it, then growled with frustration before throwing the curtain wide and instructing Esme to get h
”
grinned back at her. “Take not