Mateo’s pov~
“I don’t think I can help you, Mrs Donatelli, this is quite complex, my idiot ex here didn’t tell me you were married to your brother” she explained.
“I didn’t know that, trust me I wouldn’t have offered” he defended.
“I don’t understand?” Ariana muttered as she sat in silence, she was calm, regretting how much info she had split.
“The strategy was to plead this out in court, let mrs Donatelli testify before the international courts, to prove you know nothing about this case, that way we can get it thrown out and they unfreeze your accounts, but knowing now that you are related, it just messed up, im sorry it can’t work out” she further explained before getting up.
“Let’s go Atlas” she added, atlas got up and mouthed “im sorry” to Ariana before proceeding to follow his wife out.
“STOP RIGHT THERE!” I thundered, the guards closed the main door leading to the hallway.
They both turned, “no one is leaving here until you both figure out how to get my money back” I continued.
“Don Mateo, im sorry but you can’t hold us against our will” Atlas started, I took out my gun and pointed it at him.
“The hell I will” I replied before gesturing for both of them to walk toward the kitchen.
“Mateo, I don’t know if this is right…” Ariana started, I didnt pay her any mind.
“I’ve been playing nice all evening and I think you may have forgotten who the fuck I am? You are sorry? You messed up attorney, you both are brilliant, so get in there and figure it out, if not expect bullets in your head before dawn, im not fucking around” I finished.
The scared couple entered the kitchen and the guards locked them in, “you both have till midnight, she signed the papers you are her lawyer, fix this shit, im not as kind as she is, I keep my word” I stated.
“Was that necessary?” Ariana inquired, she crossed her arms and turned to me.
“Fuck yeah, they were about to walk out of here with our dicks in hand, im not giving up” I replied.
“You’ve been acting like you don’t care, Mateo, what’s with this drama,” she said.
“About my money, of course, I care, but I’m a man, Ariana, I can make more,” I replied.
I can’t be seen fretting about shit like this, this ain’t the first time.
She rolled her eyes and then a streak of worry occupied her beautiful face.
“I’m scared Mateo, of Papa, he seems to haunt me wherever I go” she mentioned before rubbing each side of her arms as though she was cold.
“I’m not going to be in this chair for long Baby doll” I replied before reaching for her shaky hand and I pulled her close.
“I’ll be damned if I let anyone get close to you and my son” I assured her.
She looked at me for a while and for a minute I was unsure of what she was thinking.
Soon the couple started discussing intensely.
They started with whispers and soon we heard a loud slap sound and then Melissa yelling.
“You fucking idiot! You keep dragging us into shit! How the hell do we get out of this now?” she asked in a loud tone.
At first, I didn’t believe it, it could be some sort of ploy to try to get out of being locked up, but I decided to indulge my curiosity.
My anxious wife turned to me, her good heart unable to take the torture.
“Mateo, let them go,” she said, I shook my head in disagreement, “They are lawyers aren’t they let them figure out a way out of this”
She looked away, she was quiet and we continued to listen to the conversation.
The doorway was partly open and we could see them.
“I didn’t know about this Melisa I swear to god” he replied in his defence, “Sure just like you didn’t know she was my yoga instructor when you stuck your dick in her! Or you didn’t know she was our daughter’s substitute tutor when you fucked her you lying piece of shit!” she roared as she attempted to slap his again but this time he dodged.
I chuckled, mr atlas has been busy, good for him, but ill blow off his dick before he thinks about touching what belongs to me.
“This is the idiot you were excited about? You wore this..” I started before tracing the outline of the red dress, “for him,” I added.
She rolled her eyes, “get over yourself Mateo, jealousy makes you look crazy” she replied.
I smirked, I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer, I was tempted to fondle her ass perfectly perked in that red dress but I touched her belly instead.
“Does it still hurt?” I asked I had been worried about my son.
“Im okay now, it passed as the doctor said, and she’s okay Mateo” she replied, she? Why can’t I shake the feeling it was a boy, still every time we go to the doctor we never want to know, some things are better left as surprises.
“Baby im sorry, I love you and only you, I just have this urge this primal urge, it’s nothing to me” he replied.
I heard her scoff before hitting the island at the centre of the kitchen.
“Primal urge? Do you think I don’t get a primal urge when I see a man hotter than you pass? You think im not pulled to ask him to put me against the wall and fuck me like a beast?” she asked.
I heard his gasp in surprise, “What?”
“You think you are the only one who gets horny is this a joke? I chose to stay loyal to you because you gave me what I want atlas! But it seems I don’t satisfy you” she continued, her voice lowering towards the end.
“Baby…” he started, his lying snivelling tongue trying to convince her but she wasn’t having any of it.
“Since we are all spilling our secrets im going to tell you mine, I have someone I’ve been fucking too” she stated.
I laughed, well good for you Melisa, I looked up at Ariana who seemed upset.
“What’s wrong,” I asked, “she deserves better than this asshole, but for some reason, she is still very much in love with him” she replied.
I looked back at the couple who fell silent and back at Ariana, “how do you know that” I asked.
“I know mateo, i used to be a therapy stripper remember, ive met men and women who want to explore out of anger but never could” she replied.
I do remember, id never heard of such an occupation and it blew my mind.
How was she ever still a virgin? With all the temptations that had come her way.
“she’s lying, there’s no one else she wants more than him, and this bastard can’t see that, he keeps hurting her” she continued, she sounded almost hurt, she empathised with Melisa and now I find myself getting angry for putting my wife in a foul mood.
“Who is it Melisa?” he asked his fist clenched in anger.
“Your sister…she’s a better lover than you could ever be”
Ariana and I exchanged shocked looks before she gasped “what!”