THE BILLIONAIRE'S BETRAYED FIANCEE
IA'S
and his secretary. Their clothes and pants wer
tared at each other, and I fel
taunting. "Why are you here? Did
up tighter around her. "Well, well, well. L
low and even. "I never would have pegged you
ieve you're the first girl Lex has ever
. I turned to him. "Lex, say
g. "What's there to sa
ook. "You're sleeping with
all drama
y. "How long has this been hap
he glanced away. "I don't know, Olivia.
e. First of all, you humiliate me, no
smirked. "Just leave, Olivia.
with Emily beside me a
ily asked when we
er. "I'm okay. It's bet
all, Lex yelled afte
ing. Not even
s we came to the elev
got to get out of here,"
the lobby, barely breathing until the doors closed. Safe at last. But t
ily's voice
re I doubled over and vomited in an alley
ry, Liv," s
mething strong in her
y, Liv," she said, her voice
me strength. I was
one rang. I
is voice was slurred and d
nk. "Dad, w
ne call
s my dad. I have to go.
d. "Be st
my dad leaning on the couch with an empty whiskey bottle in his hand. T
entally knocked over a
uttered, his e
u need t
ad, trying to sit u
nced, holding his head. "I've me
er. "What kin
I've been using company money
much,
barrassed. "Over a
disbelief.
roached. "I made a deal with Mar
l?" I asked, unea
e of our company shares. It was
nside me. How could he be so s
aid, very low. "Marcus. He w
"What more
y eyes, guilty.
n?" I asked, my
range a marriage between you and Marcus' son, Regan. I
my father's game. "No," I whispered, fury rising. "You can
d. "I didn't have
s problems, just like Lex had destroyed my l
snapped. "Go fix your problems. I
what? I'm
and went straight
ffed them into the bag. My mind was racing with thoughts of where I could go, and h
sk, grabbed a pen,
I thought our love was real, b
worst of me wit
was about my pain, my heartbreak. I finished it,
Lex," I
ling her about my dad and my d
Italy. I had changed my identity, to a new name - Danielle Wilson. That night, I landed in Venice, Italy place I had always wan
he showed me different places until I found a nice apar
t one?" I asked
aid with a smile. "The owner's
rtment, the following morning. The apartmen
handed me a card. "If you need a doctor,"
w I was pregnant. Then I quickly realize
nd I eventually got one via a recommendati
ice. The creative director was Signora Rossi; she looked through my po
ssed a trial period. I left feeling hopeful with my
. Danielle Wilson-a new beginning, confident in myself, and free. But as
w. I scheduled my first doctor's visit and, a few days later, I
. Bianchi smiled. "Abo
emotions churning inside. I w