If only he loved me too novel Chapter 22

"Hello?"

"I need to see Massimo" I demand pacing around my office running my hand through my hair

"What- how did you get this number?" Peter asked confused probably looking at his phone

"That's not important, I need to talk to him," I say with a hint of desperation in my voice but I don't let it show

"I'm not his bitch, I don't know where he is," he said annoyed with this conversation already

" You are, just tell him I want to meet" with that I hang up before he could protest or call my bluff

After I met with Robert, I had no idea what was going on, his actions towards the company clearly explain that he is not back for me as much of a surprise it is, please detect the sarcasm. But why the hell would he attack his own company, I mean he was the main reason the company has had its glory but now it was down into crumbles.

I sigh in frustration and take a deep breath, hoping it would calm my racing heart. I started thinking about the time when I was at his house in Rio. He told me about his family, he was not a Price, if he was not Robert's grandson then why pretend? Is it something else? What am I missing? All these questions were making me dizzy.

All these questions were wearing me out. So, after a lot of self- arguments, I focused on getting some work done, glancing at my table a thought crossed over my mind that maybe I should start packing, maybe I will b removed from my job? Maybe be it was better to drop off he left me, kicked me out of the mansion in Rio which is a clear insult to my face if I don't take it personally.

Letting out some frustrating groan I sit on my couch and browse through my emails, decided to get pending work done I drown in it, it was also a very effective way to distract myself from all the unanswered question that was going around in my head and there was only one person who could answer those.

I was too deep into my work that I didn't realize what time it was until my PA came knocking down my door. Bidding goodbyes and good nights I leave, I leave distressed with no call or a simple text from the person in question.

I kept looking at my phone for Peter's call or a text assuring me that Massimo is ready to meet, or at least talk. Sighing in disappointment I open the door of my apartment and was met with silence, my dog usually greets me at the door as soon as I walk in but this time it was dead silent, I was scared wondering if something bad had happened to him.

"Oscar? Baby where are you?" I ask while taking off my heels and turned the lights on

I lick my dry lips almost forgetting my main purpose of inviting him over was not to take actions on my deep suppressed desires but to investigate his action on his grandfather's company

"It's about The price enterprise?" I say more like a question. He raised his dark brow in question amused with my nervousness

"What about it?" He asked patting Oscar while sitting up straighter on the couch, he spread his long legs as he sits comfortably on my couch. He was taunting me I knew that, trying to seduce me into not talking about what he did.

"I saw Robert today" I sighed recalling his devastated expression " He looked so broken Dimitri" the name slipped out. His expression turned pissed and his hands turned to fists

"I'm sorry, old habits I guess" I cough awkwardly trying not to look as weak as I feel.

"That was not a question, Erika, " he said impatiently still pushed with my slip of words, I don't know why it is bothering him so much, everyone has been calling him Dimitri all his life.