Chapter 36
I saw Mark approaching, but his attention was elsewhere. His gaze was fixed on the entrance, his expression stern as he walked right past us.
“Mark!” I called out.
He stopped abruptly, turning to look at me with a blank expression. But then, his face shifted, shock flickered across his features, quickly followed by nervousness.
“Y–Young Madam, you’re here? And… Young Miss, you too!”
The confidence on Bella’s face vanished in an instant. Her expression paled. “Mark… if you’re here, does that mean my brother is roo?”
Mark hesitated before nodding. I didn’t come with the Young Master, but yes he’s here for an important meeting.”
Elara smirked, an idea sparking in her mind.
Bella, however, looked ready to bolt. “Sister, I think we should leave, she stuttered.
Elara shook her head “Bella, if you want to go, you can. But I plan on enjoying myself here.” She adjusted her dress slightly, her lips curling into a slow, wicked smile. Then, turning to Mark, she commanded, “Take me to your Young Master, Mark”
“I don’t think its good time to meet the boss. Young madam” Mark said hesistedly. Elara eyes turned cold.” Mark you really want to deny my request. She glared at him. Mark glubed. God please save me and young master today” Dante mumbled under his breath before making Elara to VVIP area. Bell followed with her head down and a cute pout on her lips.
After minutes Mark punched some codes and scanning their fingers hands and faces before taking us inside. People nodded their heads greeting us as we walked pass them. Bell and i made our way down the hall heading into a big private space. There were few people around but what made my eyes widen was people in here were walking naked with just face paint on their body. My face turned red. I looked at Bell only to find her covering her eys. Its seem its her first time to in here.
Mark pushed the heavy door opened revealing the most disturbing sight I had ever seen in my life.
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Elara stood frozen at the doorway, her fingers curling into fists. Her heart pounded not with hurt, but with pure, rage.
Dante. Her husband. The man who claimed to worship the ground she walked on was sitting there with some plastic–looking, fake–tanned trash draped over hin like he was her personal throne.
Bella’s sharp gasp cut through the silent room. “Bloody hell,” she snapped, eyes flaring with fury. Then, turning her glare toward the woman, she sneered, “And you, horrible–looking thing, get the fuck off my brother now
The woman scoffed, clearly unaffected, as she batted her lashes at
Dantc.
Elara barely registered Bella’s outrage. Her entire world had tunneled in on the man standing before her. The husband who had sworn he was hers And yet, here he was, sitting in a darkened club, another woman practically glued to him while some other man watched the show like it was some casual business deal.
She felt sick
Dante’s
flicked to her, his expression darkening. His jaw clenched, and in an instant, he shoved the woman off his lap, standing up so fast that she landed on the floor with a yelp
“What the fuck are you doing here, Elara?” he demanded, his voice low, dangerous.
Elara let out a bitter laugh. Unbelievable.
The woman on the floor scrambled up, pouting dramatically. “Dante, baby-”
“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped at her, not even sparing her a glance. His focus was solely on Elara
His face softened slightly, but the storm in his eyes was still there. “This isn’t what it looks like, Elara”
Elara tilted her head, her lips curving into a slow, mocking smirk. “Oh! Then by all means, Dante,” she said coldly, stepping into the room, “tell me… exactly what the fuck it looks like.
Dante exhaled sharply, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He looked at his wife who past the point of patience and wanted blood.
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Chapter 36
“It’s not what you think,” he repeated
Elara took another step forward, her heels clicking against the marble door, the sound slicing through the tense silence. Bella stood behind her, arms crossed. fuming
from where I’m standing, it looks exactly like my husband was getting nice and
“Really!” Elara asked, voice dripping with venom. “Because from wh comfortable with some cheap whore in his lap
The woman, who still hadn’t gotten the damn memo huffed, flipping her over processed blonde hair. “Excuse me? Who the hell are you to talk to me like that?”
Elara turned her head, arching a brow. Then, without warning, she grabbed a half–empty whiskey glass from the desk and threw the entire drink- not the drink she thre the god dame glass in the woman’s face.
A gasp filled the room.
The woman shricked, stumbling back, mascara running down her face, while the glass connected to her forhead. Making her scream in pain. “You crazy bitch
Elara smiled sweetly. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I ruin your makeup? Should’ve invested in waterproof.
Dante’s lips twitched, as if he was torn between anger and amusement. He then looked at the glass. “Humm the glass are nice, it didn’t break after Iny love threw it so hard” He thought but when he looked at Elara, he saw something dangerous in her eyes. The rage burning in her eyes wasn’t just jealousy. It was something deeper.
“Lets get divorce” She said
Elara,” he said, voice low. A warning.
She ignored him.
Instead, she turned back to him, her expression turning ice–cold. “You know what’s funny, Dantel she murmured, stepping even closer until she was right in front of him, her voice just for him now. “I was starting to believe you. I was actually starting to think that maybe just maybe, you weren’t the selfish, ruthless bastard like everyone say”
Dante ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident, but before he could speak, she took a shaky breath and straightened her spine.
“You don’t get to do this to me, Dante,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “You don’t get to act like you own me, like you’d burn the world. for me only to have me walk in and find you with another woman all over you
His nostris flared, anger darkening his features. “I wasn’t doing anything with her, love Let me explain it to you
“But you let her sit there” Elara’s voice was barely above a whisper, but it hit him like a bullet. “You let her touch you”
The women again tried to grab his hand but Elara slapped the shit out of her making her fell on the lap of the man sitting opposite of Dante while listening to everything
“Stay the fuck away from my shitty husband” Elara screamed feeling angers and rage burging inside her as she pulled her knife which she strap on her dugh and pointed is toward the womem.
The women trembled looking shocked at Elara. “I will kill this bitch first then i will deal with you” Elara said glaring at the women and Dante. She ran toward the women who hide behind Dante, But Dante was quick to hold Elara in his arm and hugging her.
*Calm down love.” He said. Elara struggled in his hold and pushed him away.” Dante Romana choose Her life or our marriage Dante smirked shaking her head. My little Amore” He said.
*She is noting to me Love Dante said looking in Elara rage filled eyes. Ok, let me give her a slow painful death” Elara said with those innocent glaring eyes. “Fuck love, Fine. Do whatever the hell you want.” Dante groaned running his hand through his hair.
Elara smiled in victorious while Hell was looking at them bewildered along side the guy who I learned on his chair. Your wife is so beautiful and
cuic Mr Romano
Shut up fuck off William Rossi. Take your brother and get lost. I will keep your slut for my wife as a gift.” Dante said.
The man named William stood up.” Mrs Romano, we will meet soon saying so we walked out.
