The Italian's secret Love Child

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

Dante's POV

When I reached Rose's room she was sitting by the window.

"The doctor said I can go home today." She said sounding upset.

"That's great news."

She looked at me with fire spitting eyes.

"How can you say that when our baby have to stay here all alone?"

Damn I place my hand on my face. I should be more careful about what I say to her.

"That's not the way I meant it."

I look at her and she's staring out of the window again.

"Hey don't worry she's in good hands. I've arranged with doctor Savelli to have one of best doctor's flown in that  works with cases such as hers."

She looked at me again this time more furiously.

"After making us lose hope in our daughter. He better do everything and  anything for her."

"Why you being so difficult?" I'm sure he feels bad about it.

"Feels bad about it." She scoffs.

"Yes but things have changed."

"I want to see her every day. Stay by her side she must be so frighten."

Sighing in relief that she let's go of the topic about the doctor.

"First you need to get dressed."

I handed her the bag and she went into the little bathroom to get dressed. Not even two minutes have passed and she came out still dressed in her hospital robe. I looked at her puzzled.

"I need help dressing below my waist." She said blushing.

I must've been smirking because she looked at me with those fire spitting eyes and I drew a straight face. I patted the bed for her to sit on.

"Don't try anything funny." She said glaring at me.

"Your still my wife if I'm not mistaken." I said teasingly.

"We all know why that happened." I looked at her surprised her words stung.

She handed me her panty. And I felt my cheeks heating up.

I looked her in her hazelnut eyes before I took them from her hands. I was now blushing too.

I place her foot againts my chest, slipping on her panty then repeating it on the other leg. Her skin touched my flesh and my hands were burning to touch her more intimately.

"Look away." She said as I pulled her panty up againts her thighs. I obeyed tearing my eyes from her legs.

I put on her sweatpants slowly letting my fingers brush againts her soft skin. She lets out a little moan than I lift her off the bed againts my hard chest. I feel her hot breath blow againts my skin. I bend my head and my lips touched hers. They still as soft as I can remember them.

Our kiss was short but passionate and full of longing. She placed her hand againts my chest pushing me away.

"We should go see how the baby is doing... just do my bra so we can go."

She must be doing this on purpose, torturing me like this... haven't I been through enough all ready?

"We should name the baby."

She thinks for a moment.

"Isabella."

I looked at her smiling in approval not that she asked for it. It was Italian and it meant alot coming from her. An hour later we were sitting in the waiting room. I began pacing back and forth when Doctor Savelli came in. We both walked up to him.