All Chapters of The Offer: Love Me - Hate Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

DanielleGiovanni surely never fails to keep his promises. I scrunch up my face as the stinging on my ass increases when I walk out of the dressing room, and the shop assistant pulls at my dress. “Don’t you like it?” Loredana looks up at me worried, her question causing my other friends to do the same. “Erm… No, no, I love it,” I stutter out, feeling the heat creeping up my cheeks. As if I could tell her that I’m sore because we took our playtime a bit too far. I pass my hands over the white fabric, and I clear my throat. “But does it have to be white? I really don’t want to… I don’t know… What if he freaks out?” “He won’t,” Loredana shouts, squinting her eyes at me. “Yeah. I think the bigger issue will be him having to keep his shit together not to jump you as soon as he sees you in this dress,” Angelica jokes, making everyone giggle. I roll my eyes while Amelia sighs. She is playing with a veil, passing her fingers over the embroidery as she looks up at me with tears in her

Danielle “Sorry,” I tuck my hair behind my ear as I approach a hostess, causing her to smile at me. “I’m supposed to meet with my boyfriend, but I guess he is running late. Must be a table for Fortunati.” The hostess looks at her book and her smile brightens as she gestures to me to follow her. Her Kimono rustles as she walks gracefully, and I am thinking about whether I’m dressed elegantly enough for this luxurious place as she passes the entrance of the hall with the tables and the chatting guests. I gulp anxiously as I follow her down the beautifully decorated hallway. She reaches a door on the right and slides it open with a deep bow. “Please feel at home and leave your shoes at the door.” “Thank you so much,” I say, doing a small curtsy and entering the room. The first thing I see is Giovanni, who stands up from a romantically set table, closing his jacket as he watches me slip out of my heels and step closer. The private room looks like a private restaurant set up just fo

Danielle I look at him intrigued, laying a hand on my chest, and watch him pull off his now-drenched shirt to toss it onto the ground. “Lift me out…” Following the gesture of his head, I gasp as my eyes fall onto a bottle of lube on the edge of the pool. “Pervert,” I whisper, making him laugh. My eyes scan the surrounding gardens, and I gulp. “Aren’t there people who could hear us? I mean, me?” “Maybe,” he grins smugly. “But we are going to be quiet, aren’t we?” I open my mouth, looking at him shocked, and I’m still pondering on the fact if I should feel afraid. But I guess my stupid body betrays me as I shiver in pleasurable anticipation. “I thought that the hot water would help you relax, but we can just chill if you don’t feel like it,” he whispers, leaving featherlight kisses on my cheek and my jawline. Gulping painfully, I let my eyes roam our surroundings again before I turn my head slightly to look at him. “No, I really want to do it.” His lips stretch into a gorgeous

Giovanni Two Years LaterWrapping my hands around my wife, I help her stabilize on her feet as she holds her head. “Oh.” “Are you sure that you are alright?” I ask her, pushing out a strand of hair out of her face.She nods, making my heart squeeze as I’m not convinced as her face seems so pale. “Yes, all good.” “Bullshit, Danielle. You have been feeling unwell for days. We are going to see a doctor right now.” She groans, pushing herself out of my arms. “Can we please just go see my father? Afterward, we can go.” “No,” I answer firmly, putting my hands on the car’s roof, caging her in. “We will go to the doctor’s and after that, we will go see your father.” Shaking her head, she looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. “But we might lose the window. You know how complicated things can be with those appointments and how strict the prisons are. What if they don’t visit me right away and we have to wait?” I click my tongue, giving in as I can’t resist her looking at me like this. Damn