Perfectly broken

Chapter 22

Anastasia's pov:

I knew it was a mistake allowing him to drag me here. I knew that I am attracted to him and that I can't be trusted around him.

He bents down and I suck is a breath. His eyes are on my lips. My heart is pounding on my chest. I've never been captivated by a man like this before. I lick my suddenly dry lips.

I want him to kiss me. I don't know if it's the alcohol I drunk speaking but I want him to even though I know that it is so irrational.

His hand curls around my waist bringing me against him and, without previous notice, he collides our lips together. Air caught into my throat. At the beginning, I feel a jolt of surprise. And then I am kissing him back with all of me.

I would lie if I say that I didn't wonder many times how kissing him again would feel after he kissed me at our wedding. Well, I've never been so religious, but this feels like heaven. His lips are warm and soft against mine. I can taste the whisky he drunk earlier.

He deepens our kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck as his fingers are carding through my hair.

It's nothing like the sweet kisses with hear about in the fairytales. Dante is not kissing me like a Prince Charming. He is kissing hard with a fervent urge I've never seen before.

Every square inch of my body dissolves into his.

Not in a million years I would have thought that I would enter the new year kissing him.

A groan escapes him. I part my lips allowing his tongue to slip inside.

I feel so damn good is his arm, his lips over mine. It feels like I lived my whole life just for this moment. I don't want this to come to an end.

That is when I hear the rap at the door. It's our reminder to go back to reality. We immediately get off each other.

« Dante are you inside ? » Nevio asks from the other side of the door.

« Come in. » Dante coughs.

« I forgot earlier to tell you that-» Nevio stops speaking when he sees me. « I thought you were alone. I will come back later. »

« No need. I was just about to leave.» I say as I brush past him.

I get out of the office and I descend downstairs. I need a drink now more than ever. Before I reach the bar, Antoinette stops me.

"Where have you been ?" She asks.

"At the ladies room." I say the first logical things that crosses my mind. Gratefully, I am a good liar.

"But you missed the whole thing. I looked for you but you were out of sight."

"It's okay. I don't make a big deal out of it."

"Have you seen Dante ? He was not here in either. Wait. Was he with you ? Were you making out in the ladies room ?" If there is anyne other than Greta who wants me so badly to fall for Dante than it's Antoinette. "Ana, tell me. Why are you silent ?"

"Nope. We were not." She seems disappointed with me answer.

Once at the bar, I order a margarita. I need to erase every taste of Dante's lips from mine. After I finish my first drink in just two sips, I decide to go for something stronger. So I order a wiskey.

As soon as I finish my second drink, Dante appears behind me.

"We are leaving." He says coldly without even looking to my face.

"I am going to grab my handbag and I will join you at the entrance."

Few minutes later, we get into the car and we hit the road. Neither of us says something. The silence is so tangible it feels almost suffocating. The only noises heard are the clicks as he changes gear, and the shuffle of his clothes occasionally. Dante is focused on the road while I am stare out of my window.