Page 114 of The Billionaire's Vow

A longing rose inside me, and my emotions overwhelmed. “I miss you, Rocco,” I choked.I love you.

“Aww, Bella. I’ll see you soon. I promise. Te Adora, mi Bella.”

“Il mio bellissimo marito. Non vedo l’ora di vederti.”I adore you, my handsome husband. I can’t wait to see you.

“You have a way with words, my beautiful wife.”

I licked my lips and touched my stomach. “I…I have more for you when you get back.”

“Mmm. Now, I must hurry. Have fun tonight.”

We ended the call.

“Oh, look at you in love,” Cassidy said, shaking her butt and singing, “Young Hearts Run Free.”

“Why are you singing that,” I asked. Of all the songs, it was the one we had just recently danced to in London at the Mid-Summer Night’s Ball show.

She took out her phone and showed me a clip of Rocco and me dancing at the London concert. The clip was entitled “Get a Room.”

I covered my face. “Oh no.”

She laughed. “Oh yes. It’s sexy. Everyone online hates you now. It’s perfect.”

Our dancing was much dirtier than I remembered, but Rocco touching me all over had become what we did all day long on our honeymoon. What sent my heart racing was the way he gazed into my eyes and our lingering kisses.I’d never been happier.But it was so intimate.It hurts that I have to share falling in love with the world.I glanced down at the comments.

Data321: Disgraceful

I scoffed. “Don’t care what you think.”

Cassidy laughed. “Jelly.” She pointed to Fingerblast69’s comment. “That one’s my favorite.”

Fingerblast69: She lets him play with her tits and grind on that booty. My kind of girl!

My cheeks warmed. “Yeah, whatever.”

“He meant that as a compliment, Lina. If things don’t work out with Rocco, this finger person is ready to step in.”

I snorted. “Who says I’ll be easy for him?” My eyes lowered to the following comment.

Rocking2025: She’s gagging for it. What a slag. Just f**k already!

I grimaced. “Slag? Slut?”

Cassidy smirked. “Yep. It means slut. Sure, fuck right there because the Rocking 2025 says so.”

I laughed, let out a sob, and then waved my hands to stop the tears threatening to fall.

“You all right, gorgeous?” Her expression had shifted from amused to concerned.

“Yes, uhm, Rocco’s still stuck in Italy,” I mumbled.

She squeezed my shoulder. “You miss him. You love him. You want to have many Superman babies with him.”

I playfully pushed her back.

It wasn’t only that I missed Rocco; I had other worries for him. Was he doing okay alone? I hated thinking he was lonely. What if he didn’t get the money? I could already feel his stress, even on my end of the line. Luca had crushed his dream by trying to make Rocco change instead of accepting the amazing man that he had become. I’d only known him for a short time, and I admired him immensely. He gave everything his all. And it hurt that he was hurting. I wanted to take that pain away. However, Rocco wanted me to do my best for his premiere. “I’ll be fine. Let’s do this.”

Cassidy bent her hands and wiggled her fingers. “Yes, let’s.”

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