The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 52
Mackenna was exhausted. Her head was pounding, and her arm was killing her. She had finally agreed to take one of her painkillers, but it wasn’t working fast enough, and Alessandro was ruthless in his critique of how things fit, didn’t fit and more than once she found herself on the verge of tears.
“No, no, no,” he swore under his breath as she stepped out of the closet with a long evening dress, miles too long for her legs with a slit so high it may as well have been to her armpit. “I do not like this.” He grabbed scissors out of Samuel’s hands and got on his knees and instantly started cutting away at least a foot of fabric.
“Alessandro!” she gasped horrified. “It’s silk.”
eavage another two inches. He stood back. “Something isn’t right.”
manner as Alessandro’s with his fingers on his chin as they both stud
he skirt of the dress and turned it a fraction of an inch then
h my legs!” she shrieked at th
th as she struggled to pull the dress over her throbbing head, “will not be condescended to any longer!” She threw the dress at their feet glaring at their amused faces.
t her something to eat,” Samuel looked around. “Daria, can you get Mackenna a sandwich from the café across the street?”
in frustration and then floppe
e that one.”
I am done!”
er out of the chair, hugging her to his chest.
not doing any fav
, “oh and get her a coffee to go with the sandwich?”
s better.”
her forehead. “I’m sorry you are not enjoying the process.”
ss,” she mumbled absently playing with the buttons on his shirt. “I’d rather just be naked than go through any more of this. I miss my thrift store
anged.
es averted. “What is your favor?”
told you about? The amputee?”
s if trying to distract her. She covered his hand with hers.
on having their daughter working exclusively for someone the press is portraying as a cad.”
ing right now, aren’t you?”
inkillers, but it wasn’t working fast enough, and Alessandro was ruthless in his critique of how things fit, didn’t fit and more than once she found herself on the verge of tears.
t do you want from me?
ly be based and then you fell, and it hit the news and they are having second thoughts.”
re idiots. I didn’t survive through the hell of the last five plus years just t
he hell she’d put Mackenna through. “The Whitlock family is requesting di
t with them.”
es. They want to meet you.”
?”
ow from the horse’s mouth whether or not I’m the devil.”
e wrong and now I’m a horse?” she stared at him teasingly. As he opened his mouth to protest, she laughed. “I’m joking Alessandro. Just joking. Fine. We can have dinner with them. Set it up
ns.”
led her eyes. “Is there anything I need to know about
e as beautiful as she is, it’s her personality I adore. She’s going to take New York by storm.”
arents want from me?”
ht at dinner. I feel there will be nothing off the table. You do not have to answer anything you’re not comfortable with and I will not be upset at anything you do feel you want to share with her.”
reading tabloid versions.”
can hide this,” she lifted her bandaged arm.
clawed hand gestures.
have to keep this thing going on now,
” She grimaced and he chuckled hugging her to him. “I love you Mackenna. It will be over soon.”
,” she held his gaze, “with oils.”
grinned wickedly, “if you want to just lay there again,” he trailed off his eyes dancing as she squirmed on his lap.
d his team coming back. “Please make this go quickly.”
eat your sandwich and drink your coffee and relax for a few minutes. I’ll go chat with Samuel over the changes we’ve already made and the two new designs we did today on the fly,” he kissed her cheek as he urged
ulders.
beef and loads of veggies,” she smiled, “and a vanilla latte”
sing her eyes blissfully.
ordano?”
ig eyes, high cheekbones, and luscious lips. Yet, she was working behind the scenes and Mackenna was curious as to why.
then I fainted backstage.”
o she didn’t quite understand how this was extraordinary and Esme knew.
eating disorder,” she whispered, “and Alessandro immediately had me pulled fro
kay?”
o to would remove the pressures of looking a certain way.”
ate and responsible.
nged my work visa and pays me the same he did when I modelled so I can still take care of my family back home in Bergamo. He set me up as Samuel’s assistant and I won’t lie, I don’t know which of them is worse,” she rolled her eyes, “the super model or the drag queen. But I’m genuinely happy for the first time in a long time. I know women under other contracts who would have been dropped and left to fend for themselves. Alessandro didn’t. He even managed to get me into a local group counselling for eatin
out for yourself in another country and while you’re still healing and getting better. If you need anything, anything at all, you call me.” She motioned for the girl to pass her cell phone over and she plugged her number into it. “Anytime. Got i
teen and I love them but really, my mother is part of my problem with food so it’s actually a lot easier than you would guess.”
ooked around the room, she realized for the first time, without Dulce in the room, the entire atmosphere around Alessandro was relaxed, vibrant and accepting.
if she would continue to display the diva-like behaviour for which she was known. Only time would tell but for now, Mackenna admitted, she was glad to have her husband away from the woman so she could experience him as his own person.