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What a jackass!
I gaped at the opened door of the shower cabin, not believing that he just walked out like that. My head got dizzy with wrath. Everything had to be so hot and cold with him. A few moments ago, he was so tender and attentive; he made love to me until I felt the ground move under us, and now I was given the cold shoulder. Son of a bitch!
Pissed, I turned the water off and dried myself with a fluffy, white towel that was neatly packed under the sink and walked to the bedroom. Hugo was nowhere to be seen and that infuriated me even more. I thought I was supposed to be the moody teenager here.
I was too tired and charged with emotions, and my body was too sore to chase him around the house, so I just killed the lights, snuggled under the covers and tried my best to not burst out crying. It wasn’t sadness but anger that was the root of my tears. I couldn’t believe he just left me like that over a simple fucking question. I forgave Hugo Mustafa for a lot of shit. I forgave him for scaring my friends, for beating up my date and for treating me like a child, but this? He abandoned me without a word. There would be a lot of groveling in his future, and maybe he was right to try and stay away from me. I just hoped he’d remember that I was a principessa. I always got my way.
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I woke up with a ray of sunshine playing on my face. It was still pretty early. I didn’t get many hours of sleep, and I was definitely not rested at all, but I couldn’t stay there anymore. I wanted Hugo to look into my eyes and see how fucking pissed I was with him.
I pushed myself up, ready to jump out of bed and regretted it immediately. My body screamed from the sudden movement, all my muscles were sore, and I was uncomfortable…in other parts. Damn, I hoped this was a one-time thing. I felt like a bus had hit me last night, which was not far from the truth – Hugo was almost the size of a school bus, and our bodies did do a lot of hitting.
I wrapped myself in a short satin robe with lace borders and my pink fluffy slippers and walked downstairs. The house was extremely silent, so Hugo was either still sleeping, or he was gone for good. I didn’t think he’d abandon me in the Hamptons because if I had to hitchhike my way back to New York, my brother would have skinned him alive. Forcing my feet to not turn and go check the guestroom, I started the espresso machine with one hand and dialed my mom on the kitchen landline with the other.
“Hello.” I heard her soothing voice at the other end of the call.
“Good morning, mom.”
“Good morning, bambina!” she said cheerfully. “How are you feeling today, better?”
Right, because last night I told her I was battling the worst migraine in history.
“Yeah, I took some…” dick, mom. Hugo’s dick, “ibuprofen. All good now. I’m surprised you answered. No church?”
My mother was God’s number one girl. I could have counted the Sundays she missed mass this year on one hand, and usually, she made Gino and I attend too. It was a rare occasion when Simona Nucci was not in her pew praying for our family.
“Honey, I tried my best to convince your aunt to go, but you know how she is.” I loved my aunt, but I could bet my left leg she didn’t go down on her knees to pray. “It seemed rude to leave her all alone in the house. When are you going back to the city?”
“Um, I don’t know. Maybe I should pay a visit to Freddy and Caro today. I feel bad for going home so suddenly, especially now that Gino is a no show.”
“Don’t worry, baby, I talked to them, but maybe you could invite Caroline out for lunch this week or take Giana to the park. Caroline really wants to show you how cute the dress you got her looks.”
“Will do. I think I’ll just go back to home then. I have to find Hugo first. I don’t think he slept here last night.” I was overcompensating because this was my mother I was talking to. She had this weird talent of sensing whatever was happening with me and my brother.
“Oh, he wouldn’t have left you alone. Who knows, a lot of the men were in the Hamptons for Freddy’s party, maybe he got called on business. Why don’t I send someone to come and get you, and we can have some afternoon tea? Liz is coming by too to say hello to your aunt.”
“Liz? Which one, Liz who always bakes us apple pie or Liz with the ugly laugh.”
“Liz Berlusconi, your godmother, so be polite. Her son will drop her off.”
“So Liz with the ugly laugh.” She sounded like an electric chainsaw, but an idea had already sprouted in my mind. A childish, stupid idea. “Is her son staying? I haven’t seen Stephan since my birthday last March.”
“I don’t know, but I’m sure he’ll stay if you want to see him.”
Jack. Pot.
“Cool, mom. Can you send your driver to pick me up?” I felt bad for making someone drive almost two hours, but there was no way in hell I’d go to Hugo and ask him to take me to Great Neck.
“Of course, baby.”
“I’ll wait. See you, mom.”
I drank my cup of ristretto watching the ocean out the window. The sun was pale, struggling to put a shiny cover over the dark waves fighting to get to the shore. There was a strong breeze today, and the ocean was as restless as I was feeling inside.
In the end, I abandoned the coffee cup in the sink, knowing that someone would come and clean everything after we left and went upstairs to take a shower, change and do my make up. I put on a black turtleneck that made my boobs look fabulous and a white A-line mini skirt. And since Hugo seemed to like them so much, the thigh high boots I wore last night. I blew out my hair and put some gold around my wrists to look more stylish. When I was ready, I saw my mother’s driver pulling up to the house through one of the windows and went back downstairs to find Hugo waiting on the big white couch in the living room.
