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KennaMy mouth gapes open, “are you kidding me right now, Xander? You are, right? Only we are D.I.V.O.R.C.E.D. You do get that I assume?”“Don’t do this now, she is in the hospital again, you know how serious it will get for her. Apparently they are running low and need extra donations. You are the quickest and easiest option for her.”“I don’t give a damn, find someone else. Our arrangement ended when we got divorced, you know that bit of paper we both signed. You were happy to let me go, and I owe you nothing. I especially owe Violet nothing. Why would I even want to help her, after everything she just put me through and with the gala event? You must think I am stupid or insane. I wonder if I had totally lost my mind when I was married to you.”Anger laces every word, how can he expect me to go to his precious friend who he put first all of the time. This man didn’t even so much as consummate our marriage, he never once put his arms around me and I certainly never felt his lips, thos
KennaDante immediately places his hand on Xander’s arm. “Get off her now. She told you she doesn’t want to go with you. Release her. NOW.” His voice raises and is firm, I open my eyes in shock. I have never heard Dante raise his voice before. Xander’s piercing blue eyes narrow as he glares at Dante like he wants to kill him. He is losing control, I can see it the way his jaw ticks and his molars must be grinding. “She is coming with me. I need her help.”“Like hell she is. If Kenna doesn’t want to go then that is the end of it. You cannot force her, not like when you were married. You treated her badly and as for your friend or lover whatever Violet is to you, that is none of Kenna’s problem.” He now holds my hand and with the other he rubs the red mark from where Xander’s strong grip has made a mark. “Are you okay?” He asks me, his voice now more gentle. I nod, still shocked from Xander grabbing me the way he did and Dante coming to my rescue. “How long have you been here?” I ask
KennaDante tried to stop me again but I told him I will be fine, he has nothing to worry about. I know I still look pale and withdrawn even after three weeks but I want this to be over once and for all. Honestly, I thought that by divorcing Xander that little scrawny cow would leave me alone. AND Xander. But of course that isn’t going to happen, so I have to take matters into my own hands. What intrigues me the most is what Violet now seems to think she has over me.Wasn’t it enough she tried humiliating me at the gala, I still haven’t forgiven her for that, nor will I. If it is the last thing I do, I will get my own back on that girl. She has shamed me and my family and almost the brand of Bodega. Slowly, I walk out of my office leaving Dante shaking his head, sorrow in his eyes. Xander follows me and places a hand on my lower back. I shrug him off. “What do you think you’re doing? Do not touch me. Got it?” “Hey, stop being a little brat. We were married once or have you already f
KennaI am totally aghast, Violet cut her wrists? That doesn’t sound at all like anything she would do. Xander inhales deeply and runs his fingers through his hair. “Are you sure?” he asks, his eyes bewildered. I’ve not seen him quite like this before and he has gone pale, like a white sheet. I raise my eyebrows.“Yes, perfectly sure. We wouldn’t joke about something like this Mr Staniopolis.” Great so even the nurses know exactly who Xander is. Not difficult since his image is everywhere on social media, newspapers, magazines. You can’t move anywhere for seeing Xander’s face. He is always in the news for how well his business is doing, where his new developments are happening. I have to give it to his marketing team, they sure know all about public relations. I am guessing he has a whole arm in charge of his pr.Something isn’t sitting right in my gut about the whole business with Violet and her wrist. Don’t ask my why but I just don’t get it. She isn’t clinically depressed or has iss
KennaIce washes over my body like a lake freezing in the cold New York winter. My heart begins to race, I narrow my eyes and take in the way Violet looks at me, sneering and with cold, brutal eyes. This woman is an abomination, she will stop at nothing. And yet I have always been here for her, admittedly with reluctance but like Xander said, I did know what I was getting into.I call her bluff, “what baby? What the hell are you talking about now, Violet?”“Your baby, I know about it. You slept with a professor at college and you got pregnant.”How would she know about that, we didn’t even go to the same colleges? She went and studied in Los Angeles at some kind of media course or something. Violet was never in my life not until I met Xander. “There is no baby, I think you’re insane, Violet. You just keep making stuff up. What is your problem anyway trying to always do something to hurt or annoy me? It’s not even as if I am with Xander anymore. We are divorced. He is all yours if yo
KennaI couldn’t get out of there quick enough, bile is rising in my throat and my stomach feels so sick, I think I might throw up. Beads of sweat are forming on my forehead. “Are you okay, Miss?” A male nurse in green scrubs asks me as he takes my elbow. “Yes, I’m fine, just, it’s nothing. I’ll be okay.” He looks at me with concern in his eyes. “If you’re sure, only you look like you could do with a cold glass of water.” His brown eyes are soft and caring, why couldn’t Xander have looked at me in the same way? “No, I’m fine. I just need to get out of here.” He nods and releases my arm and lets me go.Once outside I gulp in air, it’s like my lungs have stopped working and I can’t breathe anymore. My baby, the baby. How the hell did Violet even find this out.There is only one person who knows about that baby and that is my mother, she is the only person who knows. It all happened when I was in college, stupid, naive and dumb to say the least. Who has sex with their professor anyw
KennaGod, I still feel sick as Dante drives us back to the Bodega estate where I now live. For now. I have every intention of getting myself somewhere to live. Not that it’s bad living with my mom, stepfather, Dante and my sister but you know, I’m in my twenties and it’s about time that I find a place of my own. It’s not like I don’t have the money, and I still have all the money that Xander gave me.“You want to talk about it?” Dante asks, his voice soft and gentle. It pulls at my heart how concerned he is. Honestly, Dante is the sweetest man alive. He’s always been such a good friend to me.“No, I’m fine. It’s just you know the whole thing with Violet. She is such a bitch to me and has Xander wrapped around her little finger. It drives me insane, I can’t stand her. Then I feel guilty for hating her.” I muse and turn to look out the car window, not that I can see much since it’s dark. Only the lights that stretch along the road and the tall buildings of Manhattan. “A problem shared
XanderSomething went down between Violet and Kenna, only Violet isn’t telling me anything and it is irritating the hell out of me. Now, all of a sudden she is being secretive and I don’t like it, not one little bit. And the way Kenna ran out of the room, looking as white as a sheet, it concerned me. I am still at the hospital, they are giving her blood at the moment and I have asked her several times before she was ready, what the hell is going on but she remains tight lipped.Sitting in the private waiting room I rake my hands through my dark hair. What has Violet been saying to Kenna? I know that Kenna didn’t want to come but she did, and she was prepared to donate one last time. It’s not like Kenna to storm out like that, it’s completely unprecedented behavior. From the pocket in my jacket I take out my mobile and ping her a message.Hey, are you okay? What happened? I’m not mad at you anymore, it’s just I could see you looked deathly and I am worried. I wait and take a sip of