Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“Haven fell on the rocks.”
He lifts an eyebrow. “Did she try to escape?”
“No,” I mutter. “She dropped her phone and went on a reckless mission to get it back.” I gesture in the direction of the bedrooms. “Pack. We’re going home.”
Massimo shakes his head. “No, we’re not going anywhere until you talk to me.”
“Gesù Cristo,” I snap. “We can talk on the flight home.”
He keeps shaking his head. “You agreed we would talk when we got to the island, and that didn’t happen. If you want to go home, you better start spilling your guts.”
I drop down on the couch and glare at Massimo.
I’ve been holed up in my house and only greeted Dominik and Santiago when I arrived on the island. I haven’t made any effort to interact with the men. Besides, they’re busy with their families.
And I’m not one to talk about my feelings.
Massimo returns my glare, and it makes me want to punch him. “We’ve been gone from home for two weeks, Leo. I miss my wife and kids.”
“Then let's go home,” I mutter.
His glare darkens, and I know he’s a second away from losing his temper with me. “Talk.”
I glance through the windows on my right and stare at the tropical gardens.
The words taste bitter as I finally admit out loud, “I feel guilty for what I’ve done to Haven.”
“Why did you do it?”
I shake my head and suck in a deep breath, then admit, “The instant I saw Haven, I wanted her.”
“So you decided just to take her? Ever heard of dating?”
My gaze snaps to his.
He lets out a sigh. “Are you going to let her go?”
I know I have to, but I find myself shaking my head. “No. We’re married.”
“You’ve only been married a couple of weeks, and you’re practically strangers. Let Haven go.”
Anger bubbles in my chest, and I look through the windows again. “No.”
“Then what are you going to do?”
For the hundredth time, I think about how I should handle the situation with Haven, and once again, I come up with the same idea. “I’m going to make her fall in love with me.”
Massimo lets out a bark of laughter, which has me glaring at him. He shakes his head as his laughter fades. “Good luck with that.” His expression turns serious. “Are you in love with her? Is that why you lost your mind?”
I’m still not ready to inspect my feelings for Haven and climb to my feet. “I’m going home, with or without you.”
“You’re so fucking difficult it’s going to take a miracle for Haven to fall in love with you,” he taunts me as I walk to my bedroom. “What are you going to do if she keeps hating you?”
“I’ll fucking grow on her like a bad habit,” I snap.
I hear my right-hand man chuckling as I begin to pack my bag.
The two weeks away from Haven, while we searched for Sabastiano and came to the island, have done nothing to give me clarity.
I’m just going to have to suck it up and fix the damage I’ve done to Haven.
When Massimo drives the SUV through the gates of my property, my eyes lock on the mansion.
Here goes nothing.
He stops the vehicle and looks at me. “Take a week off to get to know Haven. I’ll make sure the business runs smoothly.”
After all the shit I’ve given him the past two weeks, I meet his stare and say, “Thank you for putting up with me and not telling me to go fuck myself.”
He places his hand on my shoulder. “I’ve been at your side for twenty-four years, Leo. You’re stuck with me for life.”
I give him a grateful look before I shove the door open and climb out of the SUV. I grab my bag from the trunk, then stop at the open window. “Give my regards to Franca and tell her I’m sorry for keeping you away from home.”
Massimo nods, then he tips his head in the direction of the mansion. “Good luck.”
“I’m going to need it,” I mutter as I walk to the front door where Edoardo is standing guard.
I hear Massimo drive away as I lock eyes with my head of security. “How’s my wife?”
As the words leave my mouth, my chest fills with a burst of possessiveness.
“I haven’t seen Mrs. Toscano since I gave her the new phone yesterday. Dr. Caprino will be here at five to check her hand.”
Nodding, I push the front door open and step into the mansion that’s warmer than usual.
I glance at the living room before I head up the staircase. When I get to my bedroom, I put my bag by the laundry basket so Sofia can wash the clothes.
As I walk to Haven’s room, my heartbeat speeds up. I stop outside her door, and for the millionth time since I took her, I think about what I should do with her.