Chapter 45: Dylan's Excitement and Deanne's Frustration!

Bella is shocked by the news and Alexander notices and, believing that the beautiful brunette was celebrating in her thoughts and unable to interpret her expression, the gray-haired man sends a message:

“Even if I don’t survive this situation, I still have Dylan to take care of everything. So, don’t for a second think that you or your bastard son will receive anything from me.”

“Thank you, Mr. Kicher, for reminding me that we are enemies. For a minute there, I almost felt sorry for you. Regarding your money, I don’t want anything that comes from the Kicher family. The only thing I wanted was your son, but he rejected me. As for my son, he has a mother and a father who happens to be Dylan, but despite that, I never considered him a Kicher. Théo is and always will be a Hahn. So, don’t worry, and as for your little secret, I won’t tell anyone, but consider telling your son before it’s too late.”

“Can you tell me why you helped me if we are enemies?”

“It just seemed like the right thing to do.”

When Bella left the room, crossing paths with Rebecca, who stared at her with an unfriendly expression, the two stopped to hear strange noises coming from DK’s room, which were actually moans. The two looked at each other and the blonde was the first to comment:

“His father dying and he’s having sex with that bitch. And then Bella, how does it feel knowing that the guy you love is with someone else and you can’t even do anything about it.” Rebecca said with a cold and disdainful smile, her arms crossed as she kept her eyes fixed on her rival.

Bella held her gaze for a moment before sighing, determined not to be shaken. “If I were you, Rebecca, I would stop trying to provoke me. It’s too sad to see someone lowering themselves.”

Rebecca gave a bitter laugh, leaning slightly towards Bella. “Uh? Lowering yourself? Look at you, do you really think you’re in a position to question anything? Besides, he's there having fun with a woman he didn't even know until a month ago and now he brings her home and has sex with her without even thinking twice.”

“It's true, I think I traumatized him. But you know what, at least I know what a kiss tastes like his hands on my body and as for you, all you got was contempt and empty promises.” Rebecca narrowed her eyes in anger and before she could say anything Bella started walking, leaving her behind.

When she got to her room, Bella felt the weight of everything she had just heard. She locked the door and looked at the bed, realizing that Théo was in a deep sleep, going to the window, and, unable to hold back, the tears finally rolled down her face. She tried to be strong, but the pain of hearing Dylan with Deanne was like an open wound that could never heal. She spent some time there until she finally controlled herself by taking a shower and lying down next to her son.

Meanwhile, in Dylan's room, the situation was very different from what it seemed. The couple were exchanging caresses, and while DK was the one making the spicy game, Deanne moaned like a bitch in heat, but that was it, because when it was time to get to the finals by taking off his clothes, Dylan hesitated and lay down on the bed letting his new girlfriend explore his strong and athletic body, almost naked, with only his boxer briefs left to be taken off. She then slid her hand over his chest in a slow caress and positioned herself on top of his body, kissing him, trying to get her boyfriend's attention, but he was far away.

"Dylan, are you paying attention to me?" She said, in a soft voice, but it contributed to a frustration that she tried to forget to continue what was doing.

He blinked a few times, coming back to reality. "Oh, of course! I just got distracted."

She sighed, sitting up in bed and looking at him with an intense look. "Distracted? Every time I try to get close to you, that's what you say. Can it never be, "just the two of us", will there always be a problem for you to solve or does that problem have a name?"

Dylan looked away, feeling tense and trying to avoid so many questions. "Deanne, if you don't know, my day has been heavy and stressful and I've also been thinking a lot about everything that's happening with my father. And don't jump to conclusions."

"You know, I wanted to know when your day as the leader of the Mafia isn't stressful? And as for your father, it can't be anything, people his age always want more attention. And speaking of which, I need attention too. We're a couple, Dylan!" She paused in her selfishness and frustration after noticing her boyfriend's strange look on her and then tried to return to the affection with a softer tone, running her hand through his hair. However, he forced a smile, trying to focus on her. In vain:

"I understand. It's just... I'm not in the mood right now, Deanne." She stepped back, feeling slightly frustrated, not because she had been rejected, but because she knew exactly that all the excuses were lame, he was distant because he was thinking about Bella and still pretended to have accepted it. “If it’s always tiredness, Dylan, maybe…” she hesitated, and then shook her head, apparently giving up on arguing. He sighed in relief, but soon realized that Deanne was still watching him with an expression that bordered on suspicion.

“We need some time together, just the two of us,” she insisted.

“How are we going to get married if we’ve never had sex? How can I be sure that you won’t abandon me? The way you are makes me insecure.”

“You don’t need to appeal. I gave you my word, don’t you trust me?” DK looks her in the eyes.

“I do. But sometimes the heart is treacherous and makes us lose ourselves, if you know what I mean.”

“Deanne, the only thing that would make me give up on you is if you cheated on me. Are you planning on cheating on me?” DK is incisive

“Of course not.”

“Then we’ll be fine.”

“By the way, I need some new clothes, could you give me some money so I can go to the mall tomorrow?”

DK looks thoughtful and looks away for a few seconds…”How different she's are they”

“Love?!”

“I have to go to the city tomorrow to do something my father asked me to do, I’ll leave early and maybe I’ll only be back the next day. But I’ll leave a credit card so you can use it.”

“Thanks, Love!” Deanne smiles

“Are you going to let me sleep now?”

“Yes”
The next day, Bella wakes up early to help the maid Jane serve breakfast. She just didn't count on Dylan waking up before 8:00 am and having a conversation that deeply irritated your father:

“Why a party? Just give that opportunist an alliance and that's it.”

“Dad, I want to throw this party to introduce my fiancée, you know that this is important in our business.”

“But I don't agree.”

“Mr. Alexander, I'm not asking for your permission, I'm just letting you know that I'm going to throw an engagement party like Deanne wants, and if it's not here at home, it can be at a hotel or restaurant.”

“And when do you plan on doing that?”

“Next Saturday.” DK answers and Bella unconsciously stops with a basket of bread in her hands, staring at her ex-boyfriend who seems to care no about her presence, quite the opposite.

“Hey maid, wake up! I want bread, can't you hear me?” Alexander calls Bella who gets a nudge from Jane

“Oh yes! Sorry!”

“I didn’t know you were so nosy.” Dylan glares at Bella, who looks away.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. Excuse me!” She tries to get away from Dylan and the shocking news, but…

“You haven’t served me yet. I want juice.” Bella tries to control her emotions, taking the first step towards Dylan to serve him the juice.

However, Alexander intervenes, observing the situation and returning the favor from last night… “Dylan, you have hands, get the juice yourself. And as for you, you’re going to help Nona.”

“Yes!”

“If I didn’t know you, I’d say you tried to protect the daughter from your enemy.”

“And if I didn’t know you, I’d say you’re trying to get revenge. Besides, don’t you have a job to do, Dylan?”

“Yes, I do.” DK smiles, taking it all in stride, and leaves.

A little later, when Deanne was passing by Alexander's office door, intending to go to the kitchen and have one of her boyfriend's subordinates take her to the mall, she heard Rebecca's voice in an altered tone, it sounded like an argument, which made her stop to listen, discovering something that surprised her and filled her with expectations:

"Godfather, when are you going to tell DK about your illness?"

"If it depends on me, when you're one foot in the grave."

"Then call Dylan now. Did you hear what the doctor said while you were still taking your medicine? Your illness is getting worse, the proof is the coughing up blood that is getting worse and worse. your son has the right to know that you are terminally ill."

"The old man is sick and could die? This news couldn't be better. I go become the Mafia queen sooner than I thought." Deanne grumbled, smiling.

"Did you know it's rude to listen to other people's conversations while hiding behind the door?"