All Chapters of TRUST ME: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Sabrina stopped by the market on her way home from work and purchased the items she needed for supper, along with a few healthy snacks to hold her over until she was able to do some real shopping. With the help of an online baking site, she planned a delicious dinner of grilled salmon fettuccini, spring salad, and white wine to wash it down. With a small smile, she realized she hadn’t had a single drink since her night on board The Tornado with Giovanni, and the truth was, she didn’t really miss it. She realized all on her own, after he mentioned it of course, that she was drinking more than she ever had. It was becoming a crutch for her as a means of escaping the frustration and arguments, and she was tired of relying on liquor to calm her down enough to face another day.Supper was nearly completed by the time the doorman rang to say Andre was there. She smiled happily as she opened the wine and finished the final touches to her dinner. Playing house was fun, but it was not somethi

Andre reached out and gripped her upper arm hard, causing her to flinch in pain.“Please, Andre, you’re hurting me,” she whimpered.“You can’t have us both, Sabrina,” he argued, as if she hadn’t said anything, his grip tightening as he glared into her blue eyes. “I won’t share you. You’re my fiancée, and I will not let you go that easily. Just remember that, Sweetheart, while you’re playing games with this other guy.” Sabrina stumbled backward when he released his grip abruptly, forcing her to lean against the door frame. She watched as he started to walk away, then turned in the hallway to look at her. Anger shined in his eyes as he locked his gaze with hers again.“There are reasons the past is called past. It helps keep us from repeating our mistakes,” he said, then walked to the elevator and disappeared from sight.With a heavy sigh, she closed the door and locked it, wiping the tears away with her hand as she read the note Andre handed her, for herself. They were the same words

“That’s just it, I don’t know. I am so damn confused, Irena. I can’t sleep, I’m having a hard time concentrating, and I’m so damn frustrated I don’t know if I should cry, or scream.”“Then tell them both to back off until you make up your mind,” Irena suggested. “Take a few months to decide on your own. Get your shows over with, and once you can breathe again, then choose.”“There’s another potential problem,” Sabrina said, looking down at the éclair in front of her. “Giovanni and I spent the night together on Creighton’s yacht.”“Spent the night, or spent the night?” Irena asked.“We had the best, most incredible sex I can ever remember having. I was happy, and content, and Andre wasn’t even in my thoughts. I just went with my feelings and followed my desires for the first time in my life. The problem now is…” Sabrina’s voice trailed off as she looked up to her sister. She wanted to cry, but she didn’t feel sorrow for her actions, and that only added to the confusion.“I’m not on th

“I really want to sleep on it,” she told him as he wiped her tears away with the back of his knuckles. “I love you, but I thought I loved Andre too. I have to make certain I still feel the same tomorrow.”“I’ll give you all the time you need,” he told her with a half grin. “Just don’t turn away from me, please? I can’t bear going through that again.”“I won’t, I promise,” she told him, leaning her head against his shoulder again as he wrapped her in his arms.They sat on that bench for a long time, offering and accepting the love and support the other needed, until the air began to cool and Olivia silently snuggled closer to Sabrina’s chest for warmth.“We should put her to bed,” he said softly.“I’ll walk you to your room.” Sabrina stood up and turned to leave when he stopped her, his arms around her waist.“Stay with me tonight?” he asked, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face.“I can’t,” she whispered. “You know I can’t.”“I promise not to make love to you or even ask. I

“Now?” he asked in a surprised, hopeful tone. “I’m not exactly prepared for it.”“I don’t care,” she assured him. “I wouldn’t care if we had twins. I just want you to make love to me. I want it to be like it was before your brother ruined our lives.”For a brief moment, Giovanni forgot they weren’t alone, until Olivia tumbled off the side of the bed and landed on her backside on the floor. Sabrina was on her feet in an instant and hurried to her side, gathering the child in her arms before her father could react. Somewhere inside him, Giovanni felt a twinge of jealousy begin to encompass his heart. He had always been there for his daughter. He was the caregiver, the friend, the protector. Besides Anna, Olivia had never known another woman and he liked it that way. He liked the life they shared, but in a flash, there she was, embraced in the arms of the woman who should have been her mother, hopefully would be very soon, and he found himself confused by the feelings he was having. He