The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife (Mackenna and Alessandro) novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Mackenna had never seen her best friend so angry. It wasn’t she’d never seen her angry. She’d just never seen her this angry. Her blue eyes were blazing, and her hair was bedraggled like she’d been pulling it and her lips were full and round. Her cheeks so red it reminded Mackenna of the time she’d gotten so sunburnt it had hurt to even breathe. Which she thought might have accounted for Savannah’s short breath if she hadn’t known she’d been working eighteen hour shifts for the last week and likely hadn’t seen the light of day.

“Savannah? What’s wrong?” Mackenna was amazed she wasn’t even looking in her direction.

Savannah managed to get across the room before Carlos or Nuncio knew what she was doing, and she landed a solid right hook to Alessandro’s cheek and the sound of it echoed in the room. In seconds Carlos had her pinned to a wall and Savannah was screaming for him to let her go because she was going to kill him.

“Savannah!” Mackenna was horrified. “What the hell are you doing?"

“You put her through all kinds of hell for nothing you insensitive bastard!” Savannah screamed.

“How could you? You said you loved her and yet you tortured her when you knew the one thing to have eased all of her pain!"

Alessandro wiped a drop of blood from his nose with a handkerchief and took a long slow breath, his eyes cold and angry. “I did no such thing Savannah."

publicity you purposefully allowed the charade to continue and encouraged Dulce in it. You, lying scum!” Savannah’s feet were off the air as she wrestled against the wall to lunge at him, but Carlos held her firm.

“You knew!” Savannah said bitterly, her eyes narrow and furious as she took in the arrogant stance as he moved to cross the room in her direction.

“Savannah, I’m sure you think you’ve uncovered some glorious truth, but you are mistaken."

“No, I’m not.” She looked to her best friend who was staring at the pair of them. “I went to her, Mac. I went to Dulce. When we had coffee this morning you were so torn, and it broke my heart.

You are the only family I have Mac. I have nobody else and yet you love me like a sister. You don’t care where I grew up or about my past or my present or even my sexuality.” She snickered then.

“Oh, that’s a big one. My sexuality.” She looked back to Alessandro. “I bet you Mac told you I was bisexual.” She saw the man holding her against the wall lean back with his eyes big and wide. “I used to be ashamed of it, but Mac taught me it shouldn’t matter to anyone else except me and my partner. She never judges me.” She lunged again at Alessandro as a thought occurred to her. “You should have trusted her, and you put her through hell instead!"

“Savannah, I don’t understand. Why did you go to Dulce’s room?"

“You were crying this morning Mac and it killed me.” She swallowed the lump in her throat. “I thought maybe if I appealed to Dulce, for the sake of your baby she would back off. She’s been calling reporters all week and yapping to the staff, and I just wanted her to back off a bit. Hell, the paparazzi outside were probably given your coordinates by her, she’s been so damn vocal."

Mackenna knew no good was coming of this and she sat down on the edge of the sofa.

“Savannah, I already know she won’t. She wants Alessandro and he wants her. I’m just a filler. I hate it but in the end my baby is all who matters, and I’ll get around it."

No.” Savannah spit angrily. “There’s the problem. You shouldn’t have to get and start over but we both know all you want is for Alessandro to give you the love and respect you deserve. Instead, he lies to you even now."

“Savannah, are you in love with my wife?” Alessandro asked coldly, trying to change the subject.

Savannah grimaced. “No, you pompous ass. I love her like a sister, like a best friend but not like a lover. We just don’t click sexually."

Mackenna waved her arm. “Alessandro, stop changing the subject. Savannah, spit it out."

“Dulce refused to back off. She loves the publicity and the headlines. It makes her a lot of money and Giordano even more. She said as long as the tabloids would print the rubbish she was selling, she was selling it."

“She told you it was rubbish?"

“No. At first she said it was all true. She said she and Alessandro had been having s*x for years but then I caught her in a lie. He,” she pointed to Alessandro,“ didn’t tell her where he disappeared to for two days during fashion week in Paris. She gave me some crazy story about how they hooked up in a room every night they were there and slept in until noon, having crazy wild s*x until the hotel complained."

She managed to have relaxed enough Carlos released her and she walked to Mackenna. “He was with you. You made a baby on your trip. There is no way on earth they were having s*x if he was having s*x with you."

Mackenna nodded to her friend, encouraging her to continue. She feared , looking at Alessandro, knowing he would be impassive and cold.

“It’s in her contract Mac. She’s gay. She’s terrified it will ruin her in the tabloids so she as it in her contract Giordano Fashion House can never publicize her sexuality and will protect her at all costs,” Savannah glared at him, “to the point of providing her a handbag."

“I don’t get it, what’s a handbag? Why does she need a purse?” As soon as she spoke, she realized the intention of Savannah’s words. “Oh my God, they give her a decoy lover?” She turned and pointed at Alessandro. “You, you behave as her lover “No,” he denied, a flush rising on his cheeks as he struggled to contain the rage at Savannah for interrupting the evening.

“Yes,” Savannah corrected him glaring with pure hatred, “your wife sat home night after night wanting only for you to love her and you were out hamming it up for every damn tabloid and camera to protect your little money maker. Because there is a clause in the contract Alessandro cannot tell anyone, nobody, even you Mackenna, of his prized Dulce’s sexuality, he wouldn’t tell you. He just let you wither in misery."

“I didn’t know Dulce was telling you we were lovers Mackenna, this is the truth."

Mackenna wrapped her hands around her middle as she sat rocking back and forth on the sofa.

“All this time, all this time you knew the one thing to make it all better for me and you kept it from me.” Her voice cracked and she shook her head.“ How did you get her to admit it to you Savannah?"

“I got in her face and was yelling at her for being cold and insensitive and she laughed, and things got weird,” Savannah ran her fingers through her hair in embarrassment.

“Savannah, you kissed her, didn’t you?” Mackenna would have laughed at her friend’s antics if she truly weren’t messing around with the enemy.

“Yeah, and she kissed me back and it was something, I’m not going to lie. I’m sorry Mac, I know you hate her, and I crossed a line. But then a nurse walked in, and she went ballistic someone caught us,” Savannah moaned and covered her face.

“Someone saw you?” Alessandro muttered shaking his head. “Are you kidding me? Do you know the damage you have done Savannah? Your temper and your lust have probably cost my company millions of dollars. Get out.” He pointed to the door.