All Chapters of A Deal With My Billionaire Husband : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MATTEO’S POV“Come here, pretty boy” Britney, one of the call girls latched unto me the moment I stepped into Dante’s club. Her fingers curled around my arm, and before I could even process what was happening, she was dragging me deeper into the chaotic heartbeat of the club. The air was immediately thick and it swallowed me, soon enough I was flanked with the mixture of booze, cigarette smoke and loud music. I could feel the buzz roaring in my veins, threatening to engulf me in its heat and I was ready to allow it.It wasn’t my first rodeo with Britney, wild blue eyes and blonde, dressed in the skimpiest clothes that was barely covering anything, and I could feel the slight brush of her nipples on my finger as she leaned in close, her lips tingles against my ears as she whispered something, her breath hot and sticky and I could barely hear anything with the thumping music.Before I knew it, she pushed me into a chair in a shadowy corner, her body pressing against mine, grinding with

HELENA’S POVIt was a sweet buttery kiss, his mouth tasted like a mixture of cotton candy and scotch, it was different from the usual hardened whiskey. I was too drunk to care, I thought it was Dante so I allowed myself to lean properly into him, into his hardened torso and strong arms holding unto the curve of my waist. I closed my eyes, the wind blowing through and the scent of moss and old brick stone wafting through the air, just until my eyes fluttered open in the middle of the kiss and my eyes met with one that shone in the darkness in fury.I froze – those were Dante’s eyes.I pulled away from whoever I was kissing, my back almost hitting the open window, the same time Dante charged towards the strange man and grabbing him by the collar and almost flung him on the floor, then he pulled out his mask, one that was an exact replica of Dante’s mask if not the same one – it was Matteo.I gasped, my hands going to cover my mouth when Dante shot me a look, the anger ricocheting off hi

HELENA’S POV“And there’s nothing going on with you and Matteo” Dante rapped behind me when we reached the house and he trailed me up to my room, his presence behind felt like a looming darkness but one that I surprisingly sought comfort inI turned around to face him, unintentionally colliding with his rock hard chest and I stepped back, a sly smirk on my face “Are you worried that your cousin has more charm than you?”Dante’s face darkened, his mouth forming a thin line “Matteo fancies you, it’s obvious that he does”“I have no interest in him” I stepped forward towards him, my hands intricately working through his buttons and undoing them slowly, one after the other and a deliberateness to my actions. When I got to last button, my engagement ring slightly grazed Dante’s skin and he grabbed my hands.I inhaled a shaky breath.“I’m going to kill Matteo” he said, so softly, so calmly like he was talking about a trip to the city and not about killing someone.“He’s your cousin”Then I

HELENA’S POV“Me – I object this wedding” Her voice, soft but piercing, cut through the ceremony like a blade.The silence was deafening and I could hear the ringing in my ears while Gianna shifted her gaze from me to Dante, a sly smirk playing on her lips.“Darling you don’t have to get married to her again, I’m back now and for good” she said to him, and when I looked at Dante he looked like he had seen a ghost, eyes wide and with a certain paleness to his looks.I felt my heart lurch in my chest. The pounding was so loud, I swore everyone in the room could hear it. My gaze shot to Dante again, desperate to see something in his expression—some sign that he was unwavering, that he was committed to us.The confliction was there, I could see it. He was frozen, his eyes darting between me and Gianna, his jaw tight, as if he were battling some internal war. My stomach dropped as I watched his silence stretch on, and a cold wave of dread washed over me. He wasn’t speaking. He wasn’t sayin

MATTEO’S POV“You said you had it under control!!” Gianna roared at me, her eyes flashing angrily. She paced the balcony of the hotel she stayed anxiously, picking nervously at her nails. I recognized that act, the entire look on her face, it was the look of a losing battle. Dante was slipping through her fingers and she wasn’t having it.“I didn’t know he was down bad like that, I mean he should have folded the moment he set his eyes on you. I know it’s a bitter pill to swallow right now but maybe Dante doesn’t love you anymore – or – or just maybe he never did”Gianna’s neck shot to me with so much speed that I was scared it’ll break. I was seated at the patio with her, flicking a cigarette on the ash tray and nursing a half filled glass of hard liquor. It annoyed me that I had to cater to Gianna’s heart break and I was barely dealing with mine. I could never get the look of Helena’s face when she crumbled at the car dealer shop – it haunted me, ached at my chest, causing a deep yea