Madam Billionaire

Amara was still sleeping when Matteo carefully gets off the bed and continue meeting with Paolo.

“Peter please accompany her. I haven’t told her, I couldn’t. Please don’t tell her just yet, okay? let me find the right time to tell her.” Matteo let him into their suite while he was joining Paolo on the other side of the door.

Paolo had texted him that they need to work on Antonio’s case and that he had told Peter assuming that Matteo had told Amara their preliminary findings, to which he hadn’t.

“I think you should just rip the bandage, God… I feel so guilty. I cheered for their relationship.” Peter replied to Matteo.

“All in good times, she’s such a wreck. She’s still sleeping. I will take care of everything, just be with her for now.”

“Okay…”

“Peter, thank you.”

They parted and Peter locked their door while he could see two guards, one was standing in front of her door, and the other one was at the end of the hallway.

He shook his head, thinking she was having such bad luck and he couldn’t stop thinking that she didn’t deserve all of this. She had never done anything or even wish anything bad for anyone.

His boss has always been the nicest person, she may be a spoiled brat. But she was way nicer than any person that he knew. And he knew a lot of bad people, her stepmother and brothers included. They were the worst of them all.

Peter was drinking his coffee, trying to watch the late news on a very low volume while his mind wanders, and that was when he heard Amara walk into the living area. 

“Hey…”

“Amara, are you hungry? Matteo is still out with Paolo.” Peter said silently hoping that she wouldn’t see right through him.

But she obviously did. Remember in earlier chapters, where he would squirm every time she asked him a series of questions then he would tell her the truth? well, she could still see the signs and she was taking her seat in front of him and asked the question. 

“What are you hiding from me?”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“W… what?” he replied nervously.

“You know something I don’t, and you know Matteo is hiding that something from me. Is it about Antonio?”

“Amara…”

“Peter, tell me.” Her words were cold and calm, she was looking at him with determination and he finally relents.

“Antonio, you’ve known him for just a couple of months. Please don’t blame yourself. But… he’s not the person you think you know.”

“What do you mean? Wait, is he still alive?” suddenly she looked very pale and stay very still waiting for Peter to reply.

“It’s very complicated, Paolo told me but I really think you should wait until Matteo… I don’t want you to…”

“Damn it, Peter, this is my fucking life you’re talking about. Someone is threatening my life, even I might endanger you again for staying here with me?”

“They have guards outside now.”

“Yeah? did it stop them?! is Rick still alive? he was an ex-navy seal, Peter! and becoming the head of my security team had killed him!” she gets up from her seat and started walking to the minibar and helps herself to a vodka mini. She needed to calm herself down.

The drink did just that, she calmed down but only for minutes. Then she was back to her agitated self, where Peter was still waiting for the guys while cursing them silently on the inside for letting him handle his very demanding boss, all on his own.

“So if you know something, I really appreciated it if you’d tell me.” She was sitting back in her seat again when he finally blurted out the facts.

“Antonio, he… Amara, they’re still looking into it but they believe that he was the mastermind. That he’s alive and that it was someone else’s body in the helicopter. They said he had put his DNA and….”

Amara felt her energy was drained, her heart suddenly beats very slowly. Peter’s voice suddenly fades. And the only thing she could think of was Antonio’s handsome face and him saying that he loved her.

Amara had thought that he would be the one, she had fallen for his charms so fast. She had given him her heart, even her dad had been fooled by him. And he was killed because of it.

Then suddenly she heard Matteo come into their suite.

“Peter?” that was the first word that he lets out.

But Amara was filled with anger by then, she felt so stupid because she was being subjected sexually by Antonio. Within moments she realized that exact man was affiliated with the Italian mob, then she was suffocating even more and not sure of what was actually happening to her life.

Was she being fooled again? was she safe there? Peter was ushered outside by Paolo when she yelled to the men in front of her.

“NO! HE STAYS WITH ME! I DON’T KNOW YOU!”

She grabbed Peter’s hand and hold on to him like he was her lifeline. But Matteo softly took her hand from Peter and nodded to Paolo and he took him back to their suite and gave them some privacy.

“He’ll be across the hall, I told him to wait. I will explain everything. As much as we know.”

“You DON’T fucking know anything!!” she tried to get away from him, but he took her into his embrace and kept her there as she hits his chest repeatedly while she kept on crying. Again. He was feeling all kinds of emotion for her and tried to calm her down, kissing the top of her head telling her that he was sorry for not knowing the fact earlier.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry you have to go through this.” He carries her easily back to the bedroom and lays her as she sobs and breakdown in his arms.

“I’m so stupid, so fucking stupid.” She said with her soft throaty voice. He could feel her relaxing in his arms, but he was not letting her go. He needs her to know that he was there for her and that he would take care of her.

And being the Matteo that we know, words have never been his strong points. So he just kept on rubbing her back and kissing her hair. Pulling her and keeping her safe in his embrace.

Then at that moment, he promised himself that he would find the bastard and torture him until he would die from the pain.

He had never wanted to avenge someone so bad that he would make sure that he would kill the guy himself.

It took another hour until she finally relaxes in his arm and he slowly told her all that he knows. The actual facts that Paolo and himself managed to dig into about Antonio and why he did what he did.

She was still in his arms, she didn’t struggle anymore as she listens to his explanation. Her mind was trying hard to process the information up until he finishes his sentence and she was still quiet.

“Amara?”