All Chapters of I am yours, Dante: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Dante’s POV“Why can we not find Mr Elizalde? Is he taking this as a joke? Why isn’t he here yet?” I asked, the meeting was supposed to have commenced but Mr Elizalde was late.“What is this that I am hearing? How would he sell his shares, he has one of the biggest shares in King Empire.” I knew that selling his shares was totally his business but I was already vexed at the moment, I was worried about Lena. I wanted her out of there, I shouldn't have pressured her into doing it.“Who did he sell the shares to now?” Godfather Manuel asked, as he said that the door of the conference hall was pushed open and Zane walked into the hall. He looked all galant and it pained me so much. No! This cannot be“Good day ladies, Gentlemen. I’m Zane Nimora, the CEO of Air Star and here I am today as a shareholder of King Empire.No this was not happening, I would not have my rival walk into my company as a shareholder, this was not good, I wanted to pin him to the wall strangle him and throw punches

Dante’s POVI drove to the office early the next morning before Lena woke up. I couldn’t bear to see the look in her eyes. Our entire ordeal yesterday replayed vividly in my mind.I shook my head furiously. I didn’t want her to think that I was the bad guy. We couldn’t have the child. We were only married for convenience. Having a baby wasn’t in the contract and neither was falling in love.I gripped the wheel harder. This was all her fault. If she had been taking the pills, none of this would have happened. She had probably skipped a dose and we were unfortunate to have sex during that period.I took a turn and stopped at a red light.Who was I kidding? The doctor said that the pills weren’t totally reliable and asked me to use a condom for extra protection.I slammed my hand angrily on the wheel. Damn it!The light turned green and I whizzed past it. In less than no time, I was at the office.I got out of the car and marched angrily inside. I was met with greetings but I ignored all

Dante’s POVIrene’s voice came over the phone.“Mr Roma, there are some men here in your house are they are trying to take your wife away.” She was panting.“What do you mean? Is my wife trying to play a prank on me?” I asked and she replied sharply. “No, sir” I hadn’t spoken to Lena for a week and this might be a plan to make me speak to her, she acted crazy at times.“Sir she’s being taken with them at the moment.” “What do they look like, I’m on my way.” I stood from my chair with my phone placed on my ear, I walked out of my office.The moment I was in my car, I called the security in the estate to stop the men from leaving with my wife but it felt like they had because I was unable to get in contact with them.I drove as fast as I could and got home, but they had already gone with her.Aft first I had thought it was a joke, Lena could be doing this cause she wanted my attention but I checked the CCTV footage and realized that it was not a prank, she was taken.The face of the me

Dante’s POVI hate it when she cries It stir this unsettling feeling in my gut that refused to go away no matter how much I swallowed. And what I hated the most was the fact that I couldn’t just get her out of this cell, out of this house, away from Mr Verona and returned her back to our house, where she would be safe and sound tucked in my hands.This whole thing needed me but act fast, fast and careful. I might have my ways around things but so does Mr Verona, especially when he is deeply interested in something. He would do everything to convince himself whether she was his daughter or not and Goodness forbid he finds out the truth. No I won’t allow that. She doesn’t deserve to be here and I allow him to continue keeping her under lock and key.I tried to get her to stop crying while tugging her on my chest and rubbing her back slowly. She did stop eventually and tire herself away from me and move toward the wall at the other side of the chilly cell keeping her hand around her belly

Lena’s POVIt still never fails to surprise how we can feel this much attachment to someone we never even get to meet. It’s just so fascinating at the same time shocking. The amount of immerse pain and longing surging through my heart at the thought of losing my child was like no other.I wanted to yell, so I did, I wanted to cry, I did and at the end I was left with no other feeling but grief and anger. I wanted my pregnancy back but I know it is never possible so I stick to the second option which was very possible. Anger.Getting really angry at Dante became my coping mechanism cause he very well deserved it and if I continue letting my heart to dwell on the subject of grief, I might slowly become insane. Having a miscarriage is gravely underestimated and a lot of people will think you haven’t seen the child so you might as well just forget about it and make another, that was what I thought too at first but the bond between a mother and child is beyond just moving on. It hurts, tha