Page 32 of Mafia’s Angel

She, Beth, and her sisters started working on a room they called their women’s cave. They begged for a space to call their own. When Beth asked Alastair, he immediately found the perfect room in the house. It was just down the hallway from his office and was big enough for them to do whatever they wanted.

They’d changed the wall color to a creamy white. They kept the wood floor but found a huge plush rug to put in the middle of the room. They had a huge pit sofa facing a large TV so they could watch movies comfortably, and they had added a round table where they could sit and play cards or games. The women were teaching themselves how to play poker, and damned if they weren’t getting good at it. They were trying to find other things to fill their time. When they started having babies, they would become busier.

The women always ensured there were flowers in the room and tried to keep the men out, but that was nearly impossible.

It seemed that always where the girls were, the men weren’t far behind. Or at least that was the way it used to be for her. Now, she barely saw Duncan.

So many things pointed to the fact that he no longer wanted her, and she didn’t know what to do.

While she wanted to talk to her sisters, she was embarrassed. She saw her sisters and Beth with their men and was so envious. Their men loved them deeply, and she wantedthat same devotion, but she didn’t know how to get it.

She thought of asking her mother, but she didn’t want to worry her.

Angelica stepped back and bumped into someone. She turned to see the maid, Larissa. “I’m sorry,” she said automatically.

Larissa just snorted.

“I thought you got fired,” Angelica said. Duncan had promised her after she caught the woman coming out of his office a few weeks ago, and she smiled smugly and then looked like she was wiping something off her lips with her fingers before she turned and walked off.

That night when she said something to him, he told her he hadn’t even been in his office that afternoon. He also said he’d take care of it.

“Now, why would he fire someone he needed all the time?” Larissa said with a superior smile.

She felt bile slide up her throat. “I don’t believe you.”

Larissa rolled her eyes. “I don’t fucking care. You’re a goody-two-shoes princess, and men have needs. Needs you can’t fulfill.”

Oh, God. Was she right? Were there other things she could do to make Duncan happy? “Get out of my sight, now.”

A smirk crossed Larissa’s face before she turned and strolled out of the room.

Angelica stood and stared out the window.

Faith came up behind her a few minutes later and wrapped her arm around her. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Duncan is already sleeping with other women.”

Faith’s mouth dropped open. “Why do you think that?”

“Because he was supposed to fire the maid he slept with before we were married, but she’s still here. I’ve seen her coming out of his office, and she just insinuated that they were stillfucking.”

“I just can’t believe that. I can tell he loves you so much.”

Angelica shrugged. “I don’t think it’s love. I think he cares for me but not enough to keep it in his pants.”

“God, what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to move home and file for a divorce. I can’t be with a man who doesn’t want me and is blatantly having an affair in the same house.”

Faith hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry. What can I do?”

“Nothing.”

“When will you go?”

“I’m going to leave now, but I’ll see you when you come to visit Mama and the guys.”

Faith looked at her. “I’m not so sure he’s not going to fight you.”