Mrs. Armani

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 (EDITED)

On their way back up to their suite's, it so happened that Ari was in the same lift as them, "hello ladies." He said chivalrously. 

Gianni and Ada greeted him back.  

"Oh my god," Vittoria gasped after seeing his bruised face, "I'm so sorry." She said.    

"It's not your fault, Vit." He said with a nickname Vittoria was never really fond of and had simply been bestowed upon her by Ari. "But perhaps if you join me for a drink, it'll make me fe better."

Vittoria looked at him apologetically, "I can't. We are only here till tonight."

And my husband might actually kill you, Vittoria thought. 

"Well i can come downtown." Ari insisted. Vittoria smiled, "we will plan something."

His floor came before their's, so the conversation was cut short.

"We will plan something?" Gianni mimicked, twirling one hair strand. 

"I don't think that's a good idea, Vit." Ada used her nickname deliberately.

"Relax, I won't go out with him alone, guys. " Vittoria said as they stepped off at thier floor.

As soon as Vittoria entered her room, she realised that none of her stuff was there, she scoffed as she headed to Nickolas's suite.

His bodyguard appeared out of no where and let her in with a key card, she frowned.

She found him inside the office space of the suite, he looked up at her, without any surprise.

She scoffed at him, "don't you shift my stuff without my permission!"

She walked out of the office without waiting for his reply and headed for the closet inside the master bedroom, all her clothes were set nicely, along with his.

she locked the master bedroom door as she stripped out and headed for a shower. 

Stepping out after a few minutes, she started to wear her lingerie and that's when Nickolas decided to barge into the room, Vittoria gasped as she tried to cover herself.

"We need to talk." He told her, his eyes darkening as he stared at her hourglass body, added, "but that'll just have to wait for now."

"No, you're so fucking horny Nickolas!"

"It's all your fault!" Nickolas said indignantly, "you are going to be my ruin!" 

"Why would you say that? You're the one who's been holding back so much from me! you don't come home, I've been eating alone for almost a year now, Nickolas!" She asserted, as she put on some linen pants, and a white tank top. 

"I told you there are certain things that require my absolute attention at work." He spoke, his eyes were hooded, in anger and arousal.

"Like your assistant, who you've been gifting Dior bags to?!" She said, with venom lacing her voice. 

His frown was instant, "what? I never gave her a Dior bag, it was given by the company to all women working in executive positions. Blame Damien for it." 

Oh, Vittoria thought. 

"And you are not moving out of the penthouse, without me." He asserted domineeringly. 

She sighed, going closer to him, she held his hands. "Please Nickolas." She beseeched, Nickolas took a deep breath in, his eyes dilating.

"No Vittoria, you want us to move out of our penthouse and live someplace in the country for a while, we can do that, but you are not going anywhere alone, I forbid it." Nickolas stated with conviction.

"Nickolas, I can't do this." She said.

Nickolas eyes further darkened, "he held her face in his hands, "you made a promise to me on our wedding night, and you will not break it."

"Then why don't you keep yours? I don't want you to be gone for weeks and you leaving me a note or having your assistant let me know!" Vittoria yelled.

"Vittoria, I'm a busy man," he said without his face giving away anything of how he was feeling. "I'm keeping my promise, you are looked after and cared for, and you will keep yours- never leaving me." He said with his hands in his pockets, withdrawing it from her face.

What has happened to us? What about love, Nickolas? She thought.

She wanted to scream.

She had so manu unanswered questions.

Some questions she did not even want answers for, she was scared they would be disappointing.

She was scared of finding out.

She was scared that her mother was right, and Alana had been a better fit for Nickolas than she ever would be.

She was scared. 

"I can't believe you." Vittoria said as she stared into his eyes. She started to retreat out of the room, he stopped her by holding on to her wrist, "and Vittoria," he said touching her engagement ring and wedding band as a warning, "you're never meeting Ari for that drink." He walked out of the room, leaving her standing there dumbfounded.

How did he find out about that conversation, Gianni or Ada wouldn't possibly tell him, right? 

Nickolas was always 2 steps ahead of her. He made sure of that. Always.

Vittoria stuttered out of the suite, this time the door wasn't locked.

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