The Italian's secret Love Child

CHAPTER TEN

Dante's POV

She's been crying... I could see the fresh traces of tears down her cheeks. In the corner of my eye, I see a picture of us on her screen. Damn paparazzi always messing up people's lives.

Walking after Rose I take out my phone dialing buzz feed's CEO. Last night I've messed up and now this on top of that too. It's just too much for Rose to handle I'll have to fix this. At this rate, I doubt she'd ever forgiven me. After the second ring, I'm put through to the CEO.

"I want the piece which was written about me and the girl taken off from your website right now. And whoever wrote the piece of shit fired or I'll sue the living hell out of you and your company. I dare you to try my patience, Randolph." I bark over the phone.

"It has over a million views already it would be pointless to remove it now." He said.

"Not as pointless as you're going to be when I'm done with you. You better do it or you won't have a magazine to put your lousy ass gossip on by tomorrow morning."

He was starting to piss me off and I didn't like it.

"Fine... I'll do it." He said with a shaky voice.

I end the call and enter the lady's bathroom, Rose was wiping her tears and applying fresh makeup.

"I didn't know they'll do an article using those images... I've taken care of the situation," I say walking up behind her. Taking in the full view of her she's still ignoring me but I won't tolerate it.

"Look at me when I talk to you Rose!" I raise my voice out of frustration. I look at her reflection in the mirror and she closes her eyes as if she's blocking out my voice.

I turn her towards me looking in her eyes I can see she's frightened by my temper.

"You don't even have to be frightened of me I'll never do anything to hurt you I promise," I say calmer and her eyes slowly begin to open. I touch her soft curls and suddenly she pulls away giving me a furious glance.

"Let's keep things professional between us." She says walking out, I should have expected this much.

Our flight to Herzberg was in a few hours and she still was avoiding me. I have to do something or else I don't think I'll make it through these next three days. Why was I so obsessed with her it isn't like I couldn't take any other woman with me on this trip other than her... her lovemaking felt so innocent and genuine compared to theirs. Is that why I keep coming back to her like a stray puppy, to have sex with her? I walk back to her office and knocked softly against her door. When she didn't answer I just walked in.

"I'm heading to the airport in two hours. We'll go get your luggage..."

"There's no need, I'll find my way to the airport." She answers before I could complete my sentence. 

Banging my fist against the table desk out of frustration I run my hand through my hair.

"Just stop being so damn stubborn, Rose!" I raise my voice at her.

She looked frightened when I look at her, she's starring back at me with those big eyes. She lowers her head and avoids making eye contact. Why does she have to treat me this way?  This isn't how I wanted things to go; when I saw her earlier I couldn't fight back the longing which I didn't know existed. I miss her soft skin beneath mine. The strawberry scent of her hair lingered on my body.

I've made a terrible mistake. 

When I meet her frighten glance again I cursed beneath my breath. I should approach this differently.