Chapter 23

“What do you want?” Renata’s voice cracked as she bit her lips so hard that she could taste the metallic taste of blood on her tongue. Domingo took a few steps forward, his hands reaching for her shoulders but she staggered backwards, her weak legs almost failing her. “You know what I want, Natty.” He smiled as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his shorts. Renata cleared her throat and shook her head. “No. I don’t.” Domingo sighed as he nodded, but the smile at the corner of his lips didn’t leave. “I made it clear that I want you… at least once every week. Did you forget so soon?” “You can’t want me,” she shook her head. “Why? I’ve had you before you married off to that good-for-nothing thing you call your husband. So why can’t I keep having you?” He asked. “That is my husband and I’ll suggest you watch that tongue of yours,” she warned with her fists tightened beside her. “Renata, we know you aren’t happy in that marriage. Are you truly happy being with Santiago? Have y