Page 89 of Mafia And Maid

“She’s fat and ugly.”

And mortification sweeps over me as I hear what he really thinks about me. How the man I’m to spend forever with really sees me.

And I think it can’t get any worse, but then he adds the icing to the cake: “And I only married her for the money…”

And that’s when I realized that the only thing that mattered to him was the business deal with my father—an alliance which was going to make them both a lot of money. But the cheating was only the start of what I had to endure with him…

After calming myself down as much as possible, I splash cold water on my face. I have to convince my parents to lend me the money I need. I have to make them understand how bad things got with Grayden.I’m their daughter—they have to help me.

I stiffen my spine and return to face my family. As I head back to the drawing room, I come to a sudden halt just outside Father’s office door when I hear a familiar voice.

A voice that I never wanted to hear ever again.

Ice slides up my spine.

And I can’t get enough oxygen into my lungs.

“I deserve a medal for putting up with your daughter,” he snarls. “You’re lucky I didn’t demand that you take the stupid bitch back before now.”

I’m terrified as I hear the voice of the man I’ve been running from...

“She’s absolutely fucking useless in bed, you know,” he snaps.

I can just about summon up the energy to peek through the crack in the door.

Thank God! He’s not actually here. He’s only on the speakerphone.

“She can’t even suck dick properly.” I cringe as I hear Grayden’s clear hatred of me spew down the phone to my father. “You won’t find another man who’ll put up with her ways. She won’t be a good wife to me, and she sure as hell can’t be bothered to lose weight so that I won’t be fucking repulsed by her body. She’s a fat fuck, and she’s a complete waste of space.”

To hear him speak like this—to my father of all people—is absolutely mortifying.

I’ve tried my best with Grayden, but nothing I do is ever good enough for him.

“And now you’re telling me that she’s making up stories and lies that I beat her? For fuck’s sake, she’s a dumb cunt and completely unhinged.”

Father is apologizing profusely for my behavior—I don’t understand how he can believe Grayden over me. And he keeps saying that he hopes Grayden won’t let my behavior ruin their business dealings. That’s all he cares about—money and business.

Grayden says he’ll be over in thirty minutes to collect me…

He’s coming. He’s on his way here. Now.

I know I have to get away. My parents are determined for me to go back to Grayden—but I can never do that.

I hurry to the back door. I can't stop my hands from trembling as Iopen it.

The click of the latch feels louder than a gunshot in the still night air.

My breath catches, and I freeze, listening for any sign that my parents have heard me.

Silence. My heart pounds so hard in my chest that I swear it’s going to give me away.

I have to move. I can practically feel Grayden getting closer. The thought of his arrival—and his anger—sends a shiver down my spine. I can’t waste another second standing here.

I tug my jacket tighter around me and step off the porch, my legs shaky and unsteady beneath me.

The night air bites through the thin fabric of my clothes. I should’ve worn something warmer, but I can’t worry about that now. Every second I spend here is a second closer to him finding me.

I hurry forward, forcing myself to put one foot in front of the other. My breath comes in quick, shallow gasps, each one like a knife in my chest.