Cortez's Runaway Wife

Chapter Six

*Antonio*

When I got back downstairs I grabbed the dirty dishes taking them to the sink and started washing them until I heard a shocked gasp.

"What are you doing?" Olivia asked walking over to me.

"Dishes," I said rinishing the last dish setting it in the drainer before turning towards her. "What did it look like I was doing?"

"Nevermind," she mumbled tried to back up but bumped into the island.

"Olivia," I said lowly grabbing her hips and sliding her on top of the island stepping between her legs.

*Olivia*

"What are you doing," I squeaked as Antonio moved closer to me. "Stop."

"Are you scared of me?" He asked tilting his head to the side pulling me closer to him.

"No," I said weakly placing my hands on his chest stopping his leaning in. "I just don't trust you."

"I don't believe that," he said squeezing my hips tightly. "Why are you scared of me? I won't hurt you or our daughter."

"She's my daughter," I said glaring at him. "Not yours."

"Capo(boss)," a tall male yelled entering the kitchen.

"Questo meglio che sia importante(This better be important)," Anto growled and I flinched.

"Let me go," I whispered pushing Antonio back before running past the confused looking man and up the stairs into the room Gracie was sleeping in. Sighing I quietly as possible changed into my comfy clothes that were in my backpack before climbing in bed with Gracie.

*Antonio*

After speaking with Roberto I went in search of Olivia finding her a sleep curled around Gracie. I walked over to them and crouched beside the bed running my thumb across Olivia's cheek and pushing some hair out of Gracie's face before sighing and walking across the hall to my bedroom.

I stared at the ceiling thinking of how I could win my queen back. I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to the smell of coffee making and laughing, smiling I took a quick shower and pulling on some jeans, a t-shirt and socks before following the smell of coffee.

I froze when I got to the kitchen doorway, I swallowed my suddenly dry throat as I caught sight of Olivia bent over the counter in really short shorts.

"Mama it's fifteen," Gracie said and I made my way over to the coffee pot.

"Yes it is," Olivia said smiling glancing up at me.

"Morning," Gracie giggled and I smiled at her. "Mama, I'm hungry."

"Okay," Olivia said sliding the papers in front of her in a folder. "Can you put this in you bag while I start breakfast?"

"Yeah," Gracie smiled running out of the room.

"Morning," Olivia said walking to the fridge. "How'd you sleep last night?"

"Fine," I said staring at her. "You've lost weight."

"What?" She asked turning towards me.

"Your smaller," I said trapping her between me and the counter. "When did you lose the weight?"

"After I had Gracie," she said softly. "I had a bad pregnancy."

"I'm sorry," I mumbled rubbing my thumb across her cheek. "I wasn't there to help you through that."

"Why?" Olivia whispered closing her eyes. "It's not like you care, you only married me because of a deal with my father."

"That's not true," I said trying to contain my anger before I could finish what I was saying my phone rang.

*Olivia*

"Answer it," I told Antonio after he let out a frustrated growl. "It could be important."

"This isn't over," he grumbled walking away answering the phone.

"Mama," Gracie said running back in the room. "I help."

"Yeah," I smiled setting her on top of the counter. "Can you mix the eggs up while I finished chopping these up?"

"Yeah," she smiled and I handed her the whisk before chopping up the ingredients for the omlets.

Later that afternoon I had been able to avoid being alone with Antonio but he finally cornered as I cameo it of the bathroom going back to the living room.

"We need to finish our conversation from this morning," he said.

"What's there to say?" I asked crossing my arm walking away from him, "You married me because of a deal. That's the end of the story, now if you'll excuse me."

"Olivia," Antonio growled.

"Antonio," someone yelled as they walked into the living room.

"Uncle Alec," Gracie yelled tackling Alecovich in a hug.

"Gracie?" Alec said confused picking her up before looking at me, "Olivia, what?"

"You knew where she was," Antonio growled and I stared wide eyed between the two brothers. "How long?"

"Fratello(brother)," Alec said calmly.

"How long?!" Antonio yelled scaring Gracie cause she whimpered hiding in Alec's neck.

"Stop!" I yelled glaring at Antonio.

"Olivia," Alec said placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Alec, can you take Gracie outside while I speak with Antonio?" I said slowly not taking my eyes off him holding his glare.

"Yell if you need me," he said and a few minutes later I heard the door close.

"How long has he known where you were?" Antonio growled angrily.

"Since a month before I had Gracie," I said strongly. "Why do you think I'm living in one of his housing neighborhoods."

"Does he know who her father is?" he said through gritted teeth.

"Yes," I whispered finally breaking his gaze. I heard him cursing before I yelped as he pinned me to a wall.

"Look at me," he said. And I shook my head starting to get scared. "Olivia, look at me."

"No," I whimpered crying out when he gripped my chin forcing it up.

"Who's her father?" He asked lowly.

"I'm not telling you," I cried as I started to shake.

"Why not?" He asked tightening his grip in my wrist.

"Because you'll take her away from me," I yelled and he finally let me go.

"What?" He asked.

"If I tell you you'll take her away from me," I cried yelling at him. "Then I won't ever see her again. I'm not losing the one thing that make me want to live."

Antonio didn't say anything as he stormed upstairs and I slid down the wall burying my head into my knees silently crying as he stormed past me and I heard the door slam closed.