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“I mean, you did say if her family didn’t pull out of the talks then you would release the footage,” Nico reminds me.
“Yeah, showing her as a party girl, drunk, marrying her family’s enemy in Vegas for fun. Not this love bullshit.”
Nico laughs. “She beat you to the punch and rewrote history. Now everyone thinks the two of you are in love. Fuck, you’re never getting laid again. They are all going to think you’re married, and the paparazzi will salivate if they find you cheating, and then you’re going to look like the bad guy. It’s brilliant. No matter what you do, you’re fucked.”
“I’m well aware of how fucked I am.”
“I mean, if the roles were reversed, you’d do the same,” he says.
He’s right, but I’m not in the fucking mood for it though. “Thanks for the heads-up. My father is going to lose his fucking mind over this.”
“Shit, yeah, well, good luck with that.” And seconds later, he’s hung up on me. Dick.
I continue to scroll through the article. Where the fuck did she get these photos of us together? We never went on holidays together, but these photos look like we did. What the hell is she playing at?
“Fuck!” I scream as I hurl my phone across the room.
An alert pops up on my security screen, and I see my father storming toward my front door.
Fuck.
I open it, anticipating his angry knock. It takes him a moment to realize I’ve opened the door, and the next thing I know, his fist flashes in my face and I’m flat on the floor, blood pouring out of my split lip.
“You fucking useless piece of shit,” he sneers over me. “Marrying a Fiorenzo. You disgust me.” He continues to yell as he grabs the vase by the front door and hurls it across the room. It shatters as it hits the tiled floor. I quickly jump back up and get myself into a defensive stance, not knowing what he’s going to do next. “I wish it was you who was dead, not him,” he screams as he grabs a candlestick and hurls it at me, the glass hitting my arm before bouncing off to smash on the floor.
“Get the fuck out of my home,” I scream at him. “You don’t get to talk to me like that.”
“You fucked over your family. Have you been working for the enemy all this time? Is this why we keep losing all these deals? Because you’re a fucking traitor?” he spits at me.
“I’m not a fucking traitor. It’s not real. I don’t love her. We aren’t in a secret relationship,” I scream at him.
He stills, trying to process what I’m saying. “So, you’re not married?”
My shoulders sag. “Oh, we’re married, that’s real.”
“What the hell were you thinking? No pussy, especially Fiorenzo pussy is worth this headache,” he says, waving his hands in the air.
I bristle at his words. “Natalia is retaliating because I told her I wouldn’t annul the marriage unless they backed away from the Emerald deal.”
My father’s eyes widen at my comment. Then he bursts out laughing. “Fucking brilliant.”
I shake my head. “Get out.”
He stills again. “What did you say?”
“I said get out.”
“You can’t talk to me like that,” he argues.
“I can and I will. You don’t get to come into my home, hit me, throw my things, and insult me.”
“How the hell did you expect me to act? You married a Fiorenzo and then there is a ten-page spread on how much you fucking love each other. And all I can think about is us losing the Emerald deal because of it,” he explains.
“You could have waited oh, maybe five fucking minutes for me to explain to you what was going on. But no, you had to jump the gun and use your fists and your tongue to put me down,” I tell him.
“Please, if your feelings have been hurt by my words, then you’re not as strong as I think you are,” he bites back.
“Get out. I’ll be in touch tomorrow,” I say as I shuffle him out my door.
