Page 134 of The Don's Secret Heir

I huff out a frustrated breath. “You know why, Dario. You cheated on me. Don’t keep lying to me, not now.”

His eyes bulge and widen. “What? I would never have... Li, you were the only woman I ever thought about back then. Fuck, always.”

“You’re the biggest womanizer in the industry, other than my father,” I accuse. “Besides, I saw you.”

“I was a womanizerbeforeyou, Li. And... after you. Without you I’m a fucking mess, but I’ve never loved anyone else. Not ever.”

“Then why did I see you out with some girl? And then you lied to me and said you were with family?”

“When? What the hell are you talking about?”

“The night before I told you I was done. You canceled a date because of a family emergency. Then I saw you out with this gorgeous girl.” My voice shakes.

Confusion furrows his brows and then his eyes light up.

“You're talking about Maria."

“I don’t care what her name was,” I mutter under my breath, but he's pulling out his phone.

He puts the phone in my face, a picture of him with an arm around a petite, gorgeous girl—the girl I saw him with five years ago.

Tears fill my eyes. “You don’t have to rub it in my face. Were you... dating her?”

My heart aches. Fuck, why does it still hurt so much?

“No,” he says flatly. “That’s Maria. She’s my cousin. We’re only a few days apart in age so we were close growing up. That night,her fiancé left her, and she flew here from Europe so I could cheer her up.”

My heart stutters in my chest. “You’re lying.”

He groans and looks at the phone, tapping away until he pulls up a profile for her.

Maria Rossi.

“She’s really family? But you were hugging her, you had your arm around her?—”

“We were close. Not like me and Beth.” His voice is flat.

I feel stupid. I feel like the biggest idiot on the planet.

“Oh, Dario. Fuck.”

“Fuck is right,” he says stonily. “Anyway, so like I said. I want to be in Sonny’s life.”

I nod slowly, my throat tightening. He doesn’t say it, but I know he doesn’t want to be in mine.

“Alright. I’ll bring him over tomorrow.”

I stand up and walk past Dario, who’s still seated, on my way out of the house. He grabs my wrist, pulling me down suddenly into his lap.

I squeak but my arms instantly go around his neck.

“I’m so fucking mad at you,” he murmurs against my neck. “You hurt me so badly,belissima,do you understand that?”

I think about it for a moment, try to put myself in his shoes. I left without an explanation and then in his point of view, I instantly got pregnant by someone else.

“You must have hated me,” I whisper shakily.

He shakes his head, his lips moving against my neck and making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.