Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“It’s okay.” She didn’t know what else to say or think. She knew time was running out, knew that now was the time to make him fall in love with her. But somehow, she couldn’t say a word. Somehow, she felt that speaking would make her feel selfish, would force Domenico to fall in love with her again.
If she used her knowledge of him, of the time she spent with him, Misty knew she could make him fall in love with her again. But would it be right to do it? Would it?
There was no chance to know the answer to it, not when they heard his father’s voice interrupting them. Again.
“What the hell is this?”
Just what he fucking needed, Domenico thought. His father walking in on a scene that screamed orgy. His father, who was the most conservative man in the planet, whose first and only girlfriend was Domenico’s mother.
Domenico slowly spun around.
Danilo and Avery were also there. His brother’s face was grim while Avery appeared stricken.
One look at Dio and Misty knew Domenico’s father was about to say something hurtful, something that Domenico might never forgive him for, not in the mood he was in. Before anyone could speak, she charged at Domenico, swaying and stumbling as she did, like someone on a drug-induced high.
“Did you have fun with them?” Her voice was slurred, or at least Misty hoped it was.
Behind her, Avery and Danilo were looking at each other.
Who the hell is she, he mouthed.
Misty...or at least I think she’s Misty, she mouthed back. I think seeing Domenico with so many women made her...snap?
Either way, the two thought it was the worst impression of a drunk they had ever seen.
Domenico was looking at her like she was crazy. “What the hell are you talking about?”
She let out what she hoped was a crazy laugh. “I drugged you and these women yesterday. If you think I’m going to let you go to your father and play the prodigal son...” She released another crazy laugh.
Domenico took a step towards her. “Misty, will you—-”
She quickly took a step back. “Don’t come any closer, or I’m going to upload your video right this minute!” She glared at him, which was the easy part. Glaring made it easier for her not to cry. “If you think you can change overnight, you’re lying to yourself! I’m going to drag you down with me. I’ll make you pay for throwing me out—-”
“Enough.”
She whirled around in time to see Dio Moretti bearing down on her, his face coldly contemptuous. But there was something in his eyes—-no, she probably was imagining it.
“I’ve heard enough,” Dio said grimly. “Avery, call security and have this woman escorted out of this building. She’s never to be allowed on any Moretti property again.” His eyes returned to Misty. “I’d like you to know that every room in this building is under CCTV surveillance. Your attempt to blackmail my son was recorded. If you ever attempt to do the same thing to Domenico or any other member of my family, you will be sent to jail. Do you understand?” His voice turned steely. “I protect every precious member of my family, and Domenico is one of them. I will not let anyone – anyone – harm my son.”
For a moment, Misty couldn’t speak. She knew what those words meant, and a glance at Domenico’s pale face told her he knew it, too. In not so many words, his father was extending an olive branch – an apology for how he had treated Domenico last night.
“Did you hear me, Miss?”
She swallowed, finding it hard to get back into character. She took a deep breath then said in a slurred voice, “Fuck you.”
In less than a minute, security had escorted her to the elevator. Before the doors could close, Avery was there, and she quickly pressed the HOLD button. “Misty, what was that?”
Misty started to slur her words.
Avery shook her head. “Stop it. You didn’t fall asleep drinking. You fell asleep waiting for Prince Domenico to come out.”
“Oh.” When Avery kept looking at her, Misty said helplessly, “What else could I say? We both knew what was going to happen and I just...I just didn’t want to see the same sad look in his eyes again.”
Avery’s heart broke at the words. She had never met someone as brave as Misty and it shamed her, the way Misty could do such a thing without hesitation. Misty might not have said the words, but anyone with half a brain would know only a woman in love could do something like that.
“Don’t go,” Avery said. “I can work something out—-”
Misty shook her head. “It’s okay. I’m just happy things will finally work well between Domenico and his father.” She pressed the CLOSE button and the doors slowly shut.