When Rome Finally Snowed, The Don Lost Me Chapter 08

When Rome Finally Snowed, The Don Lost Me Chapter 08

Celine’s eyes filled with tears right away. 

“Zayne, that cat tried to bite me. I was scared. I only 

kicked her by accident.” 

“You’re not mad at me, are you?” 

Zayne’s eyes narrowed. He wiped the fake tears from her eyes. 

“Why would I be mad at you? Cats need to be 

disciplined when they misbehave.” 

“But next time, don’t do it yourself. I’d hate for you to hurt your foot.” 

Celine pointed at me, still pretending to be upset. 

“Zayne, if you really care about me, you’ll kick this 

little bird you kept out of Rome.” 

“She called me here on purpose to provoke me. She’s a whore. What right does she have to take you from me?” 

“If the media finds out you kept Renee for seven years, 

our business marriage will be a joke across Rome.” 

“I’ll handle it.” 

Zayne’s face turned cold. He nodded at his bodyguards. 

“Take Miss Celine home.” 

“No.” 

I tried to stop her. He pulled me tight against him, his 

gaze turning even darker. 

“Renee, I warned you. Don’t provoke Celine.” 

My nails dug into my palms. I tried to argue, but when I 

saw the blood on the floor, acid burned in my throat. 

I couldn’t speak. 

Zayne glanced at my suitcase on the floor and frowned slightly. 

“Where are you going this late at night?” 

Celine’s interruption had made me miss my flight to Chicago. 

I might as well go to the date. 

I smiled faintly. “Zayne, do you have a bad memory? My date with Julian is at eight tonight.” 

His eyes darkened. He laughed coldly. 

“It’s just a date. Why bring a suitcase? Do you really think Julian would want someone like you?” 

“Renee, I’ve had you for seven years. Who else would take you besides me?” 

I stood straight and slapped him as hard as I could 

across the face. 

Anger flashed in Zayne’s eyes. He dragged me upstairs 

to the bedroom. 

He acted like an outofcontrol beast, throwing me onto 

the bed and yanking my skirt roughly. 

I couldn’t fight back. The pain made tears stream down 

my face. 

“Renee, can’t you just beg me for once?” 

His eyes were red. He stared at me fiercely. 

“Keep being mine, and I won’t make you go on that 

date.” 

“I’ll give you everything but a title. Money and affection. I’ll give it all to you.” 

Zayne leaned down to kiss me. 

His phone suddenly rang. 

It was Celine. 

He hesitated, then answered. 

Celine’s crying voice came through the line. 

“Zayne, I’m so scared. I keep seeing that mean cat in my head.” 

“I think my anxiety’s coming back. Can you come stay 

with me?” 

Zayne’s gaze locked onto mine. 

“Beg me, Renee.” 

“Beg me, and I’ll stay.” 

I pushed him away and screamed. 

“Zayne, you make me sick. Get away from me.” 

He smiled mockingly. 

“Renee, you’re a terrible liar.” 

“You say you’re going on a date with Julian, but your suitcase has that Christmas music box I gave you six years ago. You’re still that in love with me?” 

I was about to argue when his eyes turned cold. He warned me again. 

“I said it once. Celine is the woman I love.” 

“A canary should know her place.” 

“Otherwise, you won’t be able to move an inch in 

Rome. I can pulled you out of the dirt. I push you right back down.” 

I held back the tears stinging my eyes. 

I laughed bitterly. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll be at the date on time.” 

Zayne gritted his teeth. 

“You better.” 

He didn’t look at me again. He stood up and slammed 

the door.