Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 40

The brown sandwich bag containing two seeded bagels, cream cheese, and smoked ham had been held securely in my grasp as | tried to carry the coffee cups in the other hand trying my best to balance it all so it didn’t fall and make a mess on the prestine driveway paving.

| didn’t have any intention of ever walking on this driveway ever again after | had left years ago. In fact, | had spent a great amount of time contemplating whether or not | should even be doing this but here | was. | didn’t know what | was thinking coming here and here being the house | had once been thrown out of.

The entire area had so many memories both good and bad. | recalled the day Dante had carried me across the threshold maintaining silly old tradition right down to the time Pheobe had assaulted me out side these very steps | now stood on.

Nothing around here had changed. The gardens were near and rose bushes in full bloom, one aspect of the place that | love alot, but over the years | had forgotten just vibrant and refreshing they were when it had been in full bloom. The house keeper would always make an arrangement for me to place at the dinner table and | loved it.

However, | could help but feel the wave of nostalgia wash over me as my mind went through all the good and bad that it had stored away hoping to never visit some memories yet here | was.

| wouldn’t have been here if | didn’t think that Dante needed some sort of cheering up. What ever major issue was going on with his company seemed to be far more serious than he might have let off. It had been two days since | had last heard from him and | decided to take matters in to my own hands and seek him out myself. Surely a shared breakfast with a friendly face would ease his spirits and aid his wounds, no matter how vicious they may be..

Although, | didn’t think they were too bad considering there had been no circulating news about Dante’s business that could raise any possible concern.

| took I’m a deep breath as | stared at the light wood front door that was just as large as | remembered it to be. My hands wee rather occupied at present and | used the heel of my shoe to gently tap the bottom of the door to imitate the sound of knocking before | waited for the door to be pulled open

It would probably be opened by the house keeper who, to be frank, would be shocked to see me standing there. As much as the help may have no known the true story of what had occured but they undoubtedly connected the dots and figured the jist of it.

| heard shuffling behind the door and | composed myself to be prepared to greet which ever face that had opened the door and, to my utter surprise, the door was pulled open to reveal a rather taken aback Dante.

He was not dressed for the day as yet and, if any thing, the man had possibly just woken up from his sleep which was unlike him.

What ever traces of sleep he seemed to have left in his heavy eyes had immediately vanished as panic over took his expression when hos mind registered exactly who had been standing in front of

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The smile on my face had slowly dissipated especially when | caught sight of a ladylike scarf thrown over the coat hook in the passage way but Dante quickly shielded my view preventing me from looking any closer.

“Sophia, what are you doing here?” He asked in a tone that had my I*ps thinning.

He did not sound too thrilled to see me as | had hoped he would be neither did he seem to make any move to open the door and allow me inside.

| reluctantly shook the contents in my hand bringing attention to them. “I- | brought breakfast and | thought that maybe we could-” His face immediately tensed and my words faded in to nothingness.

Immediately, | began to feel utterly foolish and like this was a huge mistake that should not have taken place. “What is going on, Dante?” | asked out right, exhausted of what ever the hell he was playing at

He shook his head. “Nothing, it’s nothing. | just, I’m kind of busy at the moment and now is not a good time.” He muttered weakly causing me to narrow my eyes at him.

“You don’t have ten minutes to spare for coffee and a bagel? | raised a sardonic brow and waited for him to laugh and move aside to let me in after telling me how he was just pulling a quick one on me but that was not going to happen.

“| do not. Now just is not a good time. | hope you understand.” He said vaguely and | shook my head.

“No, | do not understand. First you chase me down so hard then you fuck me like you missed me for years and now you just avoid me.” His eyes darkened at my tone but | didn’t care. He looked over his shoulder like he was making sure that who ever he had in there had not heard my voice.

“Do you have some one in there?” | demanded to know but the guilt on his face spoke volume.

My heels immediately dragged me a step back as the truth of the matter all began to make sense again. He had used me for a few days then moved on to some other chick and was now discarding me just like he did before.

Oh, the nerve of him! “No, it- It is not what you think, Sophia. Please.” He begged but offered no further explanation. | shook my

head refusing to be singled by his lies and deceit. “No. Either you let me in or | will believe every single thing that my mind is telling me the truth right now.” A lump was forming in

throat and | was silently praying that he would let me in and | would find not a soul in there but my

him.

Except he did not move at all.

“Darling, is there some one at the door?” | heard that voice. | knew that voice all too damn well!

| could not believe this! My ears heard Pheobe loud and clear, knew that it was her voice sounding behind Dante. A look akin to fear crept over his face and my widened eyes just stared at him in

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Dante had lied to me. He did not leave Pheobe after all. She was still very much on his life. That is why he had been avoiding me. He could never leave Pheobe since she was the one he loved. He lied to me all this time and made me believe that Phoebe was entirely out of the picture just so that | would sleep with him.

Dante had used me. | was an itch that he had to scratch before he discarded me once again. He was despicable! But it all began making perfect sense now. The reason he was so eager then completely the opposite just days later. Did he think me some sort of toy that he could push and pull when ever he wished for it?

My eyes became blurry as the tears pooled on them flooding my vision but | quickly blinked it away. A look of guilt washed over his face and he began shaking his head to me like | had misunderstood but how the hell would | misunderstand some thing so clear cut.

“No, it’s no one. Just someone who has gotten the wrong address.” He yelled over his shoulder and that was like a punch in my gut.

Damn it! | was so incredibly stupid! How could | have not known that he would do something like

this.

My legs dragged me away from the front door in startled movements. My brain knew what had happened but the rest of me refused to accept it.

“Sophia, this is not what you-” He began to whisper still keeping the door half closed.

| held a hand up and immediately silenced him. “Do not even bother to lie to me. Dante. You are the worst mistake | have ever made!” | spat out hearing my voice sound foreign to my own ears as my pain took over my words.

| didn’t care to stand there for another second before | swung around and headed back to my car feeling like | was doing the most horrible walk of shame.

| was so stupid! Damn it! Damn me!

Didn’t | know better by now than to trust Dante? Yet | so stupidly went and did exactly that. Was his charms so powerful over me that | threw all logic and reasoning to the wind just to indulge in my

lusts and desires?

| drove off and away from his large house wiping the tears from my eyes with the back of my hand. | did not want to cry about this at all but | couldn’t help myself. It felt like all of the emotions | spent years hiding and building myself back up from had suddenly resurfaced all at once like a flood that was drowing me.

Going to the office was a no no. Not when | had been looking like such a mess. | couldn’t go home. right away either because Hayley would see me like this and | did not want that. In the end. | drove to some parking lot where spent the next half an hour bawling my eyes out.

| felt pain and embarassment all at once. My sniffles filled the car and | rested my pounding head. Chapter 40 MarRêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

against the steering wheel as | cried until | couldn’t any more. | knew | had to stop crying and, when | did, | drove home with the air conditioning as cold as it could go hoping that it would reduce the redness in my face.