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“Matteo. . .” I whisper while I try to break free once more.
He closes his eyes as if he’s in pain and mutters, “This isn’t finished,” before opening them and releasing his grip on my wrists.
The clink of heels on the marble floor sounds as the newcomer draws near us. I move to the side to glance around Matteo’s hulking frame, and make eye contact with a stunning brunette, with her voluminous hair in perfect waves cascading over her shoulders. She’s wearing a long-sleeved emerald-green dress that hugs her tall, slender body and ends right above her knee.
I snap my gaze back to Matteo’s with wide eyes, which he takes in immediately. Spinning on his heel, he brings his attention to the gorgeous woman who could make supermodels feel inferior. I can’t help but wonder who she is to Matteo. This self-doubt in me isn’t a feeling I’ve ever felt before, and it’s not one I want to get used to.
“Isabella, I had no idea you were coming here,” Matteo says calmly.
She takes his extended hands I hadn’t realized he’d given her and leans in to kiss both his cheeks. “Well, I haven’t seen you all week, so I came to take you out to dinner,” she says before bringing her gaze to mine. “But it seems you already have plans?” she asks, bouncing her gaze back to his.
“Youwere going to takemeout to dinner?” Matteo asks, ignoring her question.
She gives him a soft, bubbly laugh. “Okay, fine. You were going to pay, but I was going to offer my amazing company. You’ve been texting every night letting me know you’re not going to be home, so I decided to track you down myself.”
Home.
They share a home?
Oh my gosh.
I didn’t even think about the fact that Matteo could have a girlfriend. Why the hell didn’t I think about that? Oh right, because there wasn’t any time to think anything through before getting married. I internally cringe as I realize his girlfriend walked in on us full on face-fucking each other against a wall. My face heats with anger knowing that he put us in this situation. I refuse to be married to a cheater.
“I told you, I’ve been busy with some things,” he says, not offering her many details.
“Oh, I see that,” she sasses, raising her brow at him before turning to me with a warm smile. Extending her hand, she introduces herself to me with enthusiasm. “Hi, I’m Izzy.”
I take her hand and give it a shake, returning the greeting. “Hi, I’m Lux.” My nickname rolls off my tongue, which is surprising. It’s not how I usually introduce myself to someone, especially the girlfriend of a guy I was just making out with. But her friendly demeanor has apparently rubbed off on me a bit.
“Oooh, Lux,” she says, wiggling her brows at me. “Now that’s a cool name. Very edgy. Is it short for something?”
“Luxtyn,” I state, still unsure how I should act in this situation.
“Isabella,” Matteo interrupts.
Izzy leans into me and gestures toward Matteo with her head. “This one has always called me by my full name. I tried getting him on board with Izzy, but he just won’t do it. Tell me, does he call you Lux, or is it alwaysLuxtyn?”
“He calls me Luxtyn.” I pause as I consider that answer before adding, “Well, except for when he calls me Little Lux.”
I have no idea why I told her that.
Izzy raises an impressed and perfectly arched brow at me. “Little Lux.” She glances back at Matteo and says, “Nicknames, huh? What a cute little kink.”
Matteo lets out a sigh. “Now that you’ve met my little sister, I think it’s time for us to get going.” He wraps a hand around my forearm and pulls me away.
Relief washes over me as I take in that information.
His sister.
Of course.
How stupid of me.
“Enzo’s in his room. I’m sure he’ll take you out to dinner, Isabella,” Matteo yells back to her as he continues pulling me toward the elevator.
“Mm-hm, you two have fun now,” she singsongs before her shoes click across the marble again and she calls out, “Oh, Vincenzo.”
Matteo’s fingers slide down my arm and enclose around my hand. He’s being so affectionate, and I’m not sure what to take from it. It’s messing with me, and I need answers.
