REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 99

As the afternoon wound down and the sun started to dip, I grabbed my bag, met up with my security detail, and headed back to the Valteri estate. On the drive home, I stared out the window and thought about all the wedding planning waiting for me at the house. I let out a long sigh, knowing I couldn't dodge it forever. Eventually, I was going to have to give in to the endless planning and actually choose a dress.

When the car pulled up to the house, I could already see lights blazing through the windows and hear people talking inside. They were right back at it. During dinner that night, everyone was buzzing about the schedule again. I looked across the table and finally gave in. "I'll choose a day this weekend and we’ll go dress shopping." I said.

Elena's face lit up instantly, a huge smile spreading across her face. Ella and Bianca let out loud squeals of excitement from down the table, and Grandmother smiled softly, nodding at me.

"We ladies will make it a whole day," Grandmother said, pleased.

Dario wasn't home for dinner, he was out handling some late business so the table was a bit quieter on the men's side. After we finished eating, I slipped away from the noise, headed out the back porch doors, and sat out in the cool evening air with a few cold beers, letting the quiet night settle over me.

I sat out on the porch drinking more and more as the hours dragged late into the night. The security guys were hanging around, but they kept a safe distance to give me some space. I told the servants to turn off the patio lights, and I just sat out there in the dark with a stack of empty bottles, way past tipsy and barely feeling the cold air.

Late into the night, the screen door clicked open and Dario walked out onto the porch. He took one look at me sitting there in the dark and then glanced down at all the bottles scattered around my chair.

When I saw him, I broke into a goofy smile and waved. "Hey, baby."

He walked over, crossing his arms as he looked down at me. "Just how much did you drink?" he asked

I shrugged, blinking heavy eyes. "I don't know."

Before he could say anything else, I reached out, grabbed a handful of his tie, and yanked him down hard, kissing him. He let out a low breath, and before I could even blink, his hands slid under me and he picked me right up out of the chair.

He carried me inside the house, walking up the stairs and straight into our room. When he set me down on the edge of the mattress but I didn't let go of him. I grabbed his shirt, pulling him down onto the bed with me, pressing my lips back to his.

He groaned into my mouth, his hands tangling in my hair as things started getting heated. But my body had other plans. Between the alcohol, the long day, and the sheer exhaustion, my eyes rolled back mid-kiss, and I completely passed out.

When I finally woke up the next morning, my head felt like it was splitting in half. A sharp, pounding headache throbbed behind my eyes, and my stomach churned with a nasty wave of nausea.

I groaned quietly, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to move as little as possible. I rolled my head to the side to look at the nightstand, but instead I ended up staring right at Dario.

He was fast asleep, lying there shirtless and right there on the side of his neck were a few dark, unmistakable hickeys.

My eyes went wide. I froze, staring at them in total shock. I tried to remember last night, but my brain was just a fuzzy, alcohol-soaked blank. Panic hit me, I didn't want him waking up and teasing me about whatever mess I made while blackout drunk, so I slowly started trying to inch away, sliding my legs over the edge of the mattress to sneak out of the bed.

Before I could even make it an inch, a hand shot out and his fingers wrapped around my wrist, and with one effortless pull, he hauled me right back across the mattress, wrapping his strong arms securely around my waist and pinning me against him.

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