Madam Billionaire

“What do you mean there are no abnormalities?”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Aside from her alcohol level, I’m saying she’s just exhausted, overworked, need more sleep, and also a vacation.”

The young handsome doctor smiled and told them that she was given an IV treatment for her dehydration, saying that she was showing signs of lethargic symptoms.

Paolo was there supporting his boyfriend, Peter. Yes, these two loverboys have been officially dating since they got back from the Keys. While our Amara and Matteo went their own separate ways. But we’ll get onto their issue later.

Now let’s read how Matteo finds out about Amara who was being admitted to a hospital.

“What happened?” Matteo demanded as soon as he gets to Amara’s private room.

“Why are you here? why did you tell him?” Peter asked both Matteo and accused Paolo seconds later.

“I’m sorry, I just thought…” Paolo shrugged at his boyfriend, while Matteo repeats his question.

“She’s exhausted, overworked, and according to the handsome doctor she lacked sleep,” Peter said crossing his arms, he hated Matteo for ditching her boss. She didn’t want to tell Peter why the Italian brute did that and she respected her decision. 

“You two go, I’ll stay with her,” Matteo said a bit too harshly and was about to go to her side when Peter stopped him.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? you can’t just go then decide to come back when you’re not expected.” Peter grabbed his arm, ignoring the fact that he’s the dangerous Italian Mafia underboss in the country. His loyalty stayed to Amara and knows that he would die for her. 

“Paolo, control your boyfriend.”

“Peter…”

“Don’t you fucking dare, Peter me!” he whispered harshly to his big Oaf. 

“And you! I’m the one who gets to cheer her up every fucking day and night! I love her to bits, but you… you just leave her. I see her every day working her ass off just wanting to fit in this fucked up world, then she gets to come home to what? I stayed with her all night if she lets me.” Peter wiped his tears roughly and try to calm himself down.

Matteo stayed quiet and listens to her beloved assistant.

“I fucking love her, she doesn’t deserve this…” he backed away from Matteo knowing nothing could change his mind and his boss was just so fucking doomed. 

“Come, baby, let’s get you calm down. She’s sleeping, we don’t want to wake her.” Paolo gently draped an arm to his shoulder and ushered his emotional lover out of the room. Matteo gave Paolo his look and he understands and left his boss alone with her.

Matteo was very emotional when Paolo told him that Amara was hospitalized. But his heart hurts when he saw her looking pale and skinny than he last saw her. Peter was telling the truth he thought, she was working too hard probably to keep her mind off her previous relationship with Anthony. But Peter was also right, he should be there for her and not just leave her.  

Matteo took the empty seat on her bedside and took her cold hand and stroke it slowly. Her skin was very pale and she looked so weak.

“I’m sorry baby, I’m so sorry…” he took her hand and kissed it. He sat for what felt like the longest time just looking at the beautiful woman and caressing her hair every once in a while. He was about to get up and get himself a cup of coffee when he heard her soft raspy voice calling out his name. 

“Matteo?”

“Amara, hey… you’re awake.”

“Water…” her hand which was connected to her IV was trying to reach her glass of water.

“Let me,” he helped her with the drink then put it back once she was finished. 

“You don’t have to come here, you know that right? it’s nothing serious.”

“Amara, don’t say that. You know why we’re not together.”

“I remember.” Her heart breaks for the big brute in front of her. 

If only he loves me enough.

If only I’m that loveable.

“Amara,”

“I get it, you can leave. You’ve seen me. I’m alive. I’m good. I’ll be okay.” Her words were calm, sarcastic and she didn’t even look at him, she just looked straight out the hospital window.

“GO, Matteo!” she finally told him off harshly when he wouldn’t leave her while she was seconds away from falling apart.

But he knows her, he could see that she was about to cry. So he said nothing but pulled her into his embrace and let her shed her tears onto his white crisp shirt. 

“I’m so sorry.” That was all he said and stayed there until she was calm and all puffy and red from crying.

And that was when he cupped her face, looking straight into her eyes.

“Matteo, don’t. I can’t.”

He couldn’t let her go and finally gave up and kissed her tenderly.

“Me too, baby I can’t.” He whispered his words.

I can’t stop loving you.

He said on the inside and lowered himself down for another soft kiss on her lips.

“This is my fault, I’m making it right.”

He was out her door within moments, she closes her eyes when he was gone thinking that would be the last of her seeing him.

But she did not expect him to come back minutes later then stay by her side the whole night through.

“Hey, beautiful.”

She opens her eyes to him still sitting by her bedside, looking at her just like he would when they used to sleep together. It hurts when she remembers, but she smiled anyway. She had managed to fake her smile for weeks. Amara knows sometimes Peter would notice, but at those times she couldn’t care less.

“Hold me?”

And that early morning was one of those moments. She needed him, she needed his warmth, his strength, his affection. Sometimes she would crumble, and that morning was it.

“I’m so sorry.” He said holding her tight in his arms.

She didn’t say anything, she just holds on to him thinking that he would leave her again. She was soaking herself in his scent, his manly strong embrace, and trying to have him for as long as she could.

Until they would part again until he would leave her again, just like others before. Just like he did earlier.

“I’m taking you back with me, I’m taking care of you.”

She didn’t say anything, she just lean to him taking in their closeness for as long as she could.

That early morning was the happiest she had been in a while, and she was silently praying that she would be given the chance to stay with him just a bit longer.

I wish you would love me as much as I love you…

She said silently while holding his body close to hers.