Page 82 of Violent God


Font Size:  

At my building, I hurry out of the car before Neil has a chance to open my door. Heck, I don’t even give him time to open his own door. Good freaking riddance!

Inside my house, I smile when I see Donna standing in the kitchen. There are two empty bags next to her, which means she probably brought me more goodies.

“I didn’t know you were coming by today,” I say as I hug her. “I would have made sure I was here.”

“I brought you meals for the next week.” She cups my face. “How are you?”

“Good.” I pause. “I saw an attorney today.”

“Have you talked to Mr. Moretti at all?”

“No.”

Her mouth drops. “He hasn’t called?”

I shake my head, hating the sliver of hurt that spears me right through my chest.

“That man,” she mutters.

“It’s probably for the best. Besides, I don’t think he’s going to be too happy with me when he’s served the divorce papers.”

“No, I don’t think he will be happy at all.” Her gaze searches mine. “He’s been miserable since you’ve been gone.”

“He’s back?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

My heart hurts so much that it’s hard to breathe.

Finally, I say, “Well, since you brought dinner, you have to stay and eat.”

“I’d love that.”

I really do want her to stay, and not just because I’m lonely. She’s my last link to Alessandro. The thought makes me pause as my hand goes to my stomach. Well, maybe not my last link.

24

Alessandro

My head spins as I stare across the room. Maybe if I stare long enough, the elevator doors will open, and Isa will walk back into my life.

Like a dream, the doors open and hope soars through me. My joy is short-lived as Brooks’ frame fills my line of sight.

Brooks sniffs. “Jesus. When’s the last time you’ve showered?”

I glare at him. “Who let you in?”

“I have a code, remember?”

He sits across from me in the chair that Isa put by the window so she could look out. My chest is tight. Fuck. Blindly, I grab the bottle next to my chair and bring it to my lips, drinking until the ache is gone. The bottle is pulled away, spilling liquid down my shirt.

“What the fuck, man!”

“Is this really what you’ve been doing for the last two weeks? Jesus Christ, man. I thought for sure you were coming up with a plan to get her back. Have you tried to see her?”

I shake my head once.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com