The Billionaire's Bet

Chapter 59 : Come Back To Me My Love

Forgive me my love, forgive me and my stupid ways. I was a fool, I was so wrong...
Forgive me my love

Evanly

I was lost in thought, thinking about the call I had with Devon. Why did I easily accepted his offer? After all that he did, I still forgave him and to think that I still love him, deeply.

I'm a fool, a complete fool but what more did I have to loose? Benjamin was busy today and I hardly ever so him. My shift had ended early and Conillious had asked me to babysit Luciano while she attended a family even in California. I had three days off  so I had more than enough time. Today is Friday and she would be coming back on Tuesday. That night I packed extra clothes, toiletry bag and my electronics since I would be staying overnight.

She  I arrived at his mansion, Conillious had left already. Her and I haven't been in touch that much but I was more than willing to babysit Luciano for her and I loved being an aunt so it was a win-win situation for me. Danzel greeting me with a tight, lingering hug, spinning me around.

"Its been a while, little lady.", he gently put me down. He towered over me making me look smaller than I am. He lowred his head towards men smiling warmly. "How have you been?"

His cologne lingered onto me. "i have been having such a busy month but I could say I'm alright, for the most part.", I chuckled softly. Danzel and I walked upstairs, carrying my bags. Luciano was already sleeping, so Danzel and I decided to sit down and drink wine. Our conversation varied from work to apartments to food to Luciano. I took a sip of my wine and inhaled deeply, preparing myself to tell Danzel about the phone call I had with Devon.

"Danzel", I began. "I have something to tell you.", I pressed my lips together.

"Sure, go ahead.", he said in between his sips of wine. I exhaled one more time. "Devon called me... and he wants me to give him one more chance."

Danzel's demeanour quickly changed, he set his glass down and inched closer to me. His gaze was intense and fixated onto me. "And did you agree? What did you say?", How could I tell him that I didn't want to go back but my heart would not let me. My heart wanted to go back, to give him my all, to let him ruin me again and I fear I would do it over and over again.

"I said, yes.", I closed my eyes as I lowered my head. He furrowed his brow, his hand moved towards me gently caressing my hand.

"Do you really want him back?", he asked. My heart was screaming 'yes'. I wanted him back so badly, I ached for him.

"Of course I do, more than anything but part of me doesn't want him back. It's so frustrating, it's killing me, Danzel. This man was everything to me and I let him ruin me and wreck me. He left me in shambles, my heart still aches till to this day.", I confessed. All that I had been holding in came pouring out like a waterfall.

"Do you love him?", his question came like a bullet to my chest, unexpected and antagonizing but the truth hurt even more. I couldn't lie nor could I avoid the question. I love this man with very breath I take, with every fiber in my entire body, with everything in me.

"Yes", I exhaled. It was as if something heavy had been lifted off my chest.

"What did you love about him?", he inquired. His question stoked up something deep within me.

"I loved everything about him. The way he talked, the way he knew what to say at the right time, the way he was so attentive with me, the way he showed me love, the way he took care of me. He made me feel like I was the only girl in the entire world. He made me feel so special, so seen, so needed, so loved.", i chuckled bitterly reminiscing about all those memories that we had.

Danzel saw right through me, he always did and it felt so damn good telling him everything.

"And how was he in bed? How was the sex?", he cleared his throat. What a weird question to ask. I chucked softly at the ridiculous question. I grabbed my wine glass and drank it in one go.

"What?", I scoffed.

"You heard me.", a slick smirk played on his lips.

I bit my lips, smiling faintly. "It was the best sex I had ever had in my entire life, it was pretty damn good, so good that it made me want more than what I could take and to be honest, I still think about it every damn day."

Danzel couldn't help but laugh and so did I. Our night continued with contrast conversations, never ending laughs and a bit of seriousness here and there. The night ended with two more glasses of wine and a much needed hug then it was off to bed for us. I slept like a log. The next morning felt like he'll for me, a mind splitting headache and a hangover, what a great way to start your morning. Before I could complain more, my bedroom door flung open and little Luciano came running in and jumped onto me like a little monkey.

"Aunty Evanly!", she squealed. Her voice always seemed to amuse me, so small and cute. She had a striking resembles to Danzel more than Conillious but her light brown skin and beautiful curly hair screamed Conillious. Her eyes were as blue as Danzel and those eyebrows and sharp features screamed "I have Italian blood coursing through my veins". She was more than beautiful. She was memorizing, breath taking, exotic if you may call it. She was indeed a beautiful creation, specially made from the heavens above.

"Hi my favourite principessa! How are you?", I embraced her, giving her as many kisses as I could, she giggled beneath me. How cute.

"I missed you so much! Mommy told me you were coming and I could wait to see you!", she squealed happily. Her small hands caressed my face.

"I missed you too, sweetie!", I smiled as I tuck her curls back.

"You have such pretty eyes, aunty Evanly. They're like pretty emeralds.", she whispered as she played with my curls. Devon used to say that to me too, that my eyes were as beautiful as emeralds, that he would kill just to see my eyes over and over again. I looked down, feeling a sting in my heart. The more I remembered, the more it hurt.

"Thank you, Luciano. That means a lot.", I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Just as we started playing, Danzel walked in holding two mugs. His hair was messy, he wore a black t-shirt with grey sweatpants and white socks. He had the face of man who had been through he'll and back. I'm guessing the wine didn't do him any good too. That makes the both of us.

"Morning, Evanly.", his voice came out deep, raspy and just the right type of low. It rumbled as he spoke. "Coffee?", he raised one mug.

"You're a life saver", I took the mug, inhaling the nice smell of freshly brewed coffee. Just what I needed for this hangover.

My phone suddenly buzzed beside me. I grabbed it to see who it was and my mom's name flashed on the screen. My heart raced as I read the message.