Chapter 15
DARIO
“ M adalina, let me in.” I slam my fist against the door, I don’t care how bad my fucking balls are throbbing right now. I have to get to her.
She gives me no response and I curse myself for leaving the fucking lock on this door and enabling her to put a barrier between us.
“Madalina, let me in or I will kick down this door!” I yell, and once again I get ignored.
I don’t know how to contain my anger, it’s never something I’ve had to do before, but I must remind myself that no matter how angry I am, this woman is carrying my child.
“Madalina,” I say her name again, this time much calmer. “We need to talk, what you did was very stupid.”
“Stupid?” The door clicks open and when I see her standing in front of me, I have to duck so I miss the swing she makes at my head.
“Yes, fucking stupid.” I step inside and wrap my arms around her, ensuring that she does me or herself no harm.
“Let go of me! I don’t want you touching me.” She struggles against my hold and I grip her tighter .
“Calm down and I’ll let you go.” I move us over to the bed and rest her on the mattress.
“How the fuck do you expect me to be calm when you did this to me?” she yells.
“You were the one drinking, do you know what damage that could do?—.”
“ I lied! ” She screams at me and I quickly release her and take a step back.
“I lied, just like you lied about these.” Picking up the pills from the nightstand she launches them at me and narrowly misses my head.
“Madalina, I never said that those were contraceptives,” I point out, which only seems to make her more frustrated. I don’t care how mad she is right now, I’m more focused on the relief that she was lying about being drunk last night.
“Maybe not, but you made me believe that they were. You had me thinking that you and I might actually work.” She laughs bitterly. “You made me see you differently. I wanted to give us a chance, but you are exactly who everyone says you are. You're a ruthless bastard. I don’t want to be married to you and I don’t want to bring your child into this world.” She takes off her wedding ring and launches that at me too as she gets up and makes her way to the door.
“Madalina, what are you doing?”
“I’m leaving you,” she tells me, and I laugh at her in response.
“You think that's an option?”
“Of course, it’s an option, you can’t seriously expect me to stay married to you. You deceived me, you manipulated this whole thing and I hate you for it.” The tears are filling up her eyes and she’s trying so hard to be strong.
“You can’t leave, you are bound to me, and not just by marriage. You are carrying the next DeMarco heir.” I feel the smile lift onto my lips at the thought of it. “There is no way I am letting you walk out that door.” This girl is as na?ve as she is beautiful.
“What are you going to do, Dario? Chain me up? Lock me away?”
“If that's what it takes, then that's what I will do.” I shrug, wondering how long it will take her to realize that she has no way out of this.
“Then do it, because I will not stay here willingly.” She fronts up to me, with no fear in her eyes, just hate.
“Get into bed, you’ve had a shock and you should rest,” I tell her calmly.
“No. I’m done doing what you want me to do. I don’t care who you are or who your father is, you took away my basic human rights and I will never forgive you for it. I will run at every opportunity I get,” she warns, and I believe her because I have never seen someone look more determined.
“You will never be free of me.” I make her that promise before I step past her and walk out the door.
“Mrs. DeMarco does not leave this house,” I call out to whichever of my guards are close enough to hear me.
Then storming into my office I take a seat behind my desk and pour myself something strong. I text my orders to Vito and ignore the hurt in my chest. I’m doing the right thing.
Madalina belongs here with me. No matter how mad she is or how much she hates me. No one can protect her or my child the way I can.