Page 94 of His Vicious Desire

Gaetano knew all of it.He was the one who bought me a full-body pregnancy pillow.In the middle of the night, he was up at my first stirring, asking if I needed anything.Whether I wanted him to cook or something from across town, he was up and doing it.I got everything I wanted or needed, sometimes before I even realized it.

I loved when we were up in the middle of the night talking about what we would name the boy, I was certain we were having versus the girl he wanted.Our gentle teasing that devolved into kissing and then making love.

All of that would change.Ruined, because of what I did.

The appointment goes by in a blur.Gaetano asks more questions than I do.

Both my doctor and Gaetano are adamant that naps are good.

Four days later, and one day before the deadline, I feel the weight of it on me.I’m not able to focus on what the realtor is saying.I can’t believe this house, it’s twice the size of Gaetano’s house at over six thousand square feet with a price tag of almost six million dollars.Holy crap, I still can’t believe how much money he has.He gave the lady a budget of up to ten million.

While I love the neighborhood, an enclave of the wealthy, where football players and entertainers who did residencies were seen walking their dogs and out with their children.The thing I loved most about it was that it was only fifteen minutes to the hotel on the strip.Which means I get to see more of Gaetano.

Gaetano closes my car door with a thud.When he gets in, he presses the button to start the car, but we don’t move.“Talk to me.What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing, I’m fine.”I shake my head.

“It’s a good thing you’re a shitty liar so you don’t get yourself in more trouble.I need you to talk to me.”

I blink, and fuck.I don’t want to cry.He’ll think I’m doing it on purpose.

His sigh is heavy.“What happened, Bianca?”

So I tell him everything.I’m not sure how much later it is.All I know is I’ve gone through the package of tissues I have in my purse.

He’s staring out the windshield, the whole time.Without a word, he starts the car and drives me home.

“It was the right thing to do.I’m sorry, Gaetano.”I’m begging for some hint of his thoughts, even if it’s anger, but nothing.The whole way home, he refuses to look at me.

Gaetano

I park in my driveway, but don’t get out.

“You’re not coming in?”

“No.Not while I’m so pissed I’m afraid of hurting you.”I shake my head.

“I did it for us.”

“Get out.”

I watch her walk up to the door.Pulling out my keys, I hit the button, and the front door unlocks for her.

She fucking did it.This woman played with my life.Taking the choice out of my hands.Except fucking hell it was the right thing to do.After we talked about it.Here I was thinking somehow we got lucky.It had nothing to do with luck and everything to do with Bianca’s determination.

I head in the direction of the city.I’m going to enjoy taking out my anger on Kitty instead of Bianca.

Gaetano

I’m in the suite at the hotel in old Vegas because I’m afraid of getting near my wife.Three days in, I get a call from a furniture store.Was it all right for my wife to charge seventy-two thousand on my card?I laughed and okayed it.

However, it’s the only laugh I have had for more than two weeks.

My brother drops in.

“What do you want?”I hope he gets the message that I don’t want his opinion or advice.

“I want to know why you’re being such a fucker to your lovely new bride.Come on, man.What is your problem?”

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