Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 18

Pheobe’s POV

My mood was utterly foul. I knew it, I could feel it. I went to bed each night like a tensed woman and awoken the next morning like a mad one. I hated feeling so out of control of things, of people.

Dante had been not been aloof after his behaviour at the restaurant but he was less adamant on pacifying me as he used to be before when I would become upset about even the smallest of things. He had tried to make conversation with me but I had ignored him.

I would deal with Dante later when I had less important things on my mind at present like the disappearance of my boyfriend. Days had gone by and I couldn’t find Dimitri. He didn’t answer any of my calls and when I tried calling him again, his phone was off.

It was like he didn’t want to be found, like he didn’t want to engage with any one or was it just me? If that was the case, I would make him pay for it

We have made plans for our life together. We wanted a future with each other and a comfortable one at that. It was exactly why I was doing what I was doing. For him. For us. We deserved a good life together despite the means that that life would come from.

But before we could run along and live out our fantasies, there were matters that needed to be taken care of. Issues that I needed his assistance and expertise to carry out. It was impossible for me to do it by myself and it was why the man needed to answer his goddamn phone!

“You barely touched your breakfast.” Dante pointed out over his espresso.

We had breakfast this morning on the balcony underneath the bright sun. I hated it since the sun. hurt my sensitive eyes and the breeze blew my hair about.

“I do not feel to eat.” I muttered and be looked at me over his cup.

He placed that small cup to the table and leaned forward fixing his eyes on mine. “I don’t know how many times to apologize, Pheobe. Please forgive me.” His tone was gentle but he was still doing it to get it over with and not because he was genuinely sorry.

to meet his eye and I gathered all my hair together to keep from flying in my face. “Ugh, why are we eating out here when it’s so damn windy?!” It was a horrible idea.

my plate away from me then got up and stormed back in to the house. This was madness. I needed to get a grip. I needed to get away from here for

roughly. I needed a spa day to help deal with my nerves. A nice deep tissue massage will

could ruin their reputation. I didn’t

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Chapter 18

Let him wallow in his guilt. It would only make his redemption

but my mood was still awful. I knew that there was

my hands on and never once looking at the

had given up and had

asked trying hard

if I’m done. Your job

didn’t utter a word but got back in the

heels and uneven ground and

head back, soaking up the sun but it lasted a second before a cloud blocked it from my face. I groaned thinking why the heck couldn’t any thing go right in my life for

a cloud blocking the sun from my face, it

I was seeing correctly. Dimitri stood there behind. the bench looking dashing as ever. His face was all clean shaven and he got himself a haircut. The

his muscular arm making sure it was him and