Page 4 of Adore Me
I peeled Jack's arms off of my waist and headed towards Annabeth and Bethany who are wrapped in a dirty dance with men. Jack kept callingmyname, but I totally ignored him. The girls were in the middle dancing with their spouses, and I really felt alone. I turned away from them and felt someone tap my shoulder once I got up to the bar.
"You know you are making him really mad," I turned and faced Vinny. "Vincent is trying really hard to give you space but do you honestly need to be dancing with a lackey? When are you going to realize that he is insane for you?"
Chapter 4
Vincent
Watching Savannah dance with a prospect was murder. We were all sitting in the office space discussing who should sell which bar and how much we were going to get out of it. No matter how many times I told myself to focus, I couldn't stop looking at her.
I see Savannah the moment she arrived. Her blonde hair flew around her as she danced withhim.I was happy that Vinny was there because he always knew how to calm me down. This would be child's play if I were to just shoot him and burying his body which wouldn't take much at all. However, the boss doesn't want too much blood on our hands and killing a prospect will be bad for business.
This whole "on a break" business is just her way of hurting me. I doubt she is even aware of how much it hurts to smell her shampoo and watch her walk around my house when she thinks that I am gone. I don't really leave my house. I have become very reclusive and I hope that Savannah will come to her senses because I can't take this anymore.
"Moretti, are you okay?" We both took a sip of scotch and I closed the book.
"No, I am not. This is like watching Mary all over again. I can't stand that she is dancing with that idiot and I can't touch her because she doesn't know what she wants." My feelings started to surface, and I hated it. There was no way I was going to tell them that by her sleeping in my house, I was dying. I knew when she got up and went to bed. Knowing that she was naked in a shower made my dick rock hard and my hands are beginning to cramp.
Mary used to flaunt the men that she was seeing on the side in front of my face constantly just to hurt me. I would have thought since her father was in the family before, he got killed, that she would understand that my life wasn't my own anymore.
I still remember the conversation we had when we both realized that it was time to break up and get divorced.
Mary walked into our house and immediately went upstairs to take a shower. I am not stupid, and I know she was washing off the man she just slept with. I followed her upstairs and sat on our bed and waited for her to come out of the bathroom.
I noticed her wedding set on the bathroom counter, and I realized that she didn't have it on when it on have when she came into the house. Mary hasn't been wearing the three-carat diamond ring lately and I am tired of being made a fool.
She came out of the shower naked and started towards me. I used to think she was the most beautiful woman ever but now she makes me want to throw up. "Don't," my tone was sharp, and she stopped.
"Babe, what's wrong? Don't you want me to make you feel good?" That fake innocent voice of hers- is not fooling me.
I threw up a little in my mouth. Sure, I would feel good while we were fucking, but after I would feel dirty. "How many men are you sleeping right now?"
My question threw her off because she took a step back and then ran to get her bathrobe. Mary walked back in front of me while tying a robe that I have never seen before. There is a gap in her chest area that showcased her boobs to me. "What are you talking about?"
I looked away from her and pulled a file of photos from my bedside table and threw them on the floor in front of her. "For once, just tell the truth."
Mary bent down and opened the file while the pictures fell on the ground. "I... um... um... I..."
There was nothing she could say to get out of this. The pictures are of her and three different men. "You what, Mary?"
She fell to the ground and cried while sitting back on her heels. I watched as she faked cried and peeked through her fingers at me. Here it comes. "This is all your fault!" I knew she is going to blame me. "If you were to pay attention to me more!"
I didn't see the point of arguing with her and telling her that she knew all of this from the beginning. "We should just cut our loses."
Mary stood up and started throwing things which is what she does when she is mad. There is nothing that can be done or said to undo this. We're over.
"I am going to go talk to her." He left and I see them talking when he got downstairs.
I watched from the window and seen Savannah look around. Vinny probably told her that she needs to stop acting like this and now she was looking for me.
I am right here, baby. Right here whenever you are ready to stop hurting us.
Chapter 5
I took a long drink from my cup and took a good look around. "He's here? Where is he?" I bobbed and weaved to look over his shoulders to get a look at him.
"In his office. I wouldn't go to him right now. He is in a meeting." Vinny is normally a happy man but now he is looking at me like I am just an annoying bug who won't die.
I clinched my cup and wanted it to break. The pain would give me something to focus on if the glass shards were to pierce my skin. If I were to start crying because I feel like a social leper, I could blame it on the cuts. "Meeting? Of course! Now I am reminded on why I am sleeping in a different room than the man that I want to be with. Because he is always in a meeting! Damn it!" I screamed at him and then chugged the rest of my drink. "I am going to get a snack. Tell the girls thanks for me." Vinny opened his mouth, but I handed my cup to him and walked to the door before even checking to see if he caught my glass.
