Maid For Him

Chapter twenty one -Sorry For The Stupid Things

Copyright © MarcyN 2013

Angelo's POV

The spot on my face was still stinging and I could taste blood from lip. I knew I deserved that hit  for what had just went down. I was responsible for this mess. Francesca was angry as hell but I could see the hurt and the pain she was trying to hide.  I watch as she walked around me I followed her from the office to the elevator. The office staff was quiet as we walked . I watched her reach a shaky finger out to press the button .I reach  to touch her hand. "Don't you fucking touch me Angelo." She hissed at me."Listen French , she's someone from my past. I told her I was involved ."

"You told her you were involved. We're married you ass. And this. " She turned pointing to her belly. "Means we are more than involved. "  She was right. I had fucked up bad. "French we have to talk this out."

" Talk about what? The secret elevator or the desk you fucked her on. " It was all true but it was the past she was my future. My eternity.

"Francesca you're not being fair." I watched the door open to the elevator. She got in. I blocked the door from closing. I couldn't let her leave like this. How could she not know how much she meant to me? "Francesca you and the babies are my life."

"How could you just fail to tell me about her?" The alarm for the doors went off  I went to step in."Nooo, don't you dare get on this elevator." I watched her back away from me and tears slid from her eyes. I wanted to hold her in my arms.  "I don't want to be near you because I don't like you very much right now and I have to wonder   if I still love you.  I couldn't take my eyes off her as I backed up letting the door slide close." I'm sorry baby. Please believe me." I shouted.  I had never felt so alone until now.

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 Rob had just got off cell from teasing Lauren when the elevator door slid open and Francesca plowed right into him tears running down her face. Taking her hand he led her to a group of chairs sitting in a corner. Helping her sit down as a security guard approached. "Mr. Deluca do you or Mrs Binochi need anything. At first It threw him to hear Mrs Binochi then he remembered Francesca was Angelo's wife. " Yeah  Tim, can you get Mrs. Binochi a glass of water  please. "Yes sir."Sitting down opposite Francesca Rob took both her hands in his."Now tell me what happened. "  Francesca felt like a tattle tale spilling the beans but the hell with it she needed to vent and Robert was a good listener. " Well, to make it short.  I was meeting Angelo for lunch when I heard a strange sound coming from a wall. A blonde bimbo got off  this  elevator saying surprise..We had some words she told me she fucked Angelo on his desk and the elevator, I punched her in the eye. Then I slapped Angelo and left and her I am."  Rob knew it had to Chelsea by her description.   Francesca noticed the strange look Rob gave her when she said blonde bimbo.  Apparently Rob knew her. "You know her too?"

"Yeah I do."

"So why didn't he tell me about her?"

"French men sometimes do stupid things like procrastinate; wishing potential problem namely Chelsea will just go away."

"Well that was really dumb of him."

"I agree, French..but I know one thing he loves you and he hasn't cheated on you. "

 " I told him I don't know if I still love him."

"I bet that hurt you as much as it hurt him."

"Yeah it did.."

"So how long you gonna make him suffer for?"

"I don't know?" she wiped her eyes. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I'm going to be the shoulder he cries on while you have him in the dog house. Since you two got married he's no fun he's all domesticated and boring."