Infatuation Of Darkness

Scoffing he threw the contract on the table. Taking a sip of his whiskey, he thought about how brave his wife had gotten all of a sudden. She had drafted a contract very carefully and had left no loophole for the common eye to see.

When had she become a fox?

The woman had flourished with him and yet, she refused to admit it. Why does he care anyway, everyone who knew Alexis would have noticed the change she had in her.

"Brother?" Silvano spoke in their mother tongue. "What are you laughing at? People might consider you going mad but the looks of it."

"Shut up." He scolded with a frown. "Read this," he slid the papers in Silvano's direction.

"Alright," he muttered as he sat in the chair and read through.

He scoffed.

"Hah!" He barked.

"What?" He shrieked shocked at the contents. 

Raising his eyebrows he threw the papers back on the table. "What?"

Angelo smirked and nodded. "I know."

With an incredulous expression on his face, he asked. "What in the world, made her think if this could happen?"

Angelo sighed, "I have no fucking clue. It is great that she is feeling powerful and what not. But here, what this is," he pointed tot he contract, "tells me that she is delusional."

"Like an airhead," Silvano added.

"Yes," Angelo muttered. Looking bored with this already.

"Like a Birdbrain,"

"I think you have a clear image."

"Fluffhead," Silvano added once again.

"Silvano," Angelo immediately warned.

"Fine." He surrendered, "silly person is another word for it to—fuck!" He hurriedly duked from the glass thrown at him.

"I am your brother!" He yelled looking offended.

"And I said to shut up."

"How could you throw something at me that could cut me?"

"I have shot you before." Angelo reminded. "and stop yelling I need some peace."

Silvano leaned back with a peaceful expression. "You wanted peace and for that, you are at the headquarters at 2 am?" He asked. "Is your home not up to the mark?"

"My home," Angelo sighed. "my home is the one who is giving me pain."

To which Silvano said as he pointed to the contract on the table, "because of the contract?"

"Somewhere yes," he replied on invested in the conversation.

"Tell me what's the wrong brother," Silvano asked of him in Italian. "I might be able to provide you with a solution if not, at least it would be share and lessened."

"I.." he hesitated. "I don't know. What made her think that anything in that contract could ever happen? Even if she does not know anything, she would in the future and there would be no way out yet she is still looking for one."

Silvano sighed as he assessed what he had been told. "I will honestly tell you this. Not as your brother nor the second in command."

Angelo nodded, "That would be appreciated."

Silvano nodded as he said, "whenever we feel trapped or stuck somewhere we like to think that we will have a way out. Some kind of another way. That is what keeps us going. Even though she likes this life, she looks for escape so that if one day she feels trapped she would have a way to leave."

That had him thinking. His brother was right. She had been dragged in and maybe a way out would be appreciated in this relationship. The thought of it would calm her as she had some control in this relationship.

Some control over him.

Pointing to the contract, Angelo said, "That's a real deal-breaker, ain't it?"

"You think Nikita gets what she wants?" Silvano scoffed, "It's a deal. Somewhere she knows that there were certain limits that I won't let her cross. But that's different." He dismissed.

Angelo frowned, "how is that different?"

"My wife was the daughter of a made man. Yours is not." He smirked. "Mine was raised with certain rules, this whole thing won't have happened with us."

"I hate how fucking true that is," Angelo grumbled. "Maybe I would give this situation another thought and think through again."

"Seems fair," his brother shrugged. "I would do that. Also, the feds are lurking around the docks, so I have pushed back the date of delivery."

"That is understood." He immediately replied, "but also, if they continue, give them another location."

"I will." Silvano took out his phone and showed Angelo something. "Old man is sending me some shit. Check it out."

"Keep it to yourself." Angelo pushed back. "I have a few things to think about."

"Alright," he sighed as he got up. "I am going home now. Good night."

Angelo nodded as he watched him leave. His words had sense and he had to give him that. Alexis was always going to be feel trapped because of the way she was brought in. So it was a given that he had to adjust.

And so he did.

On the contract in front of him, he thought of what could be done here.

Pressing the intercom, he spoke, "Call my lawyer."

A few minutes later, his phone rang and he picked it up.

"Mr De'alessandro, how may I help? Is it an emergency?" His lawyer, Daniel spectre's voice came.

"Not something related to court." Angelo dismissed his concerns. "I have a contract drawn for me and my wife. I want you to correct a few statements."

"Correct or manipulate." The lawyer repeated and Angelo laughed. This was what he like about this one. He was not afraid to bend the law when wanted and he kept himself out of unwanted information.

"Manipulate, yes," Angelo smirked. "I want you to make it so that she cannot escape me Even if I do cheat on her and all that bullshit."

The lawyer was silent of a moment, "I will do my part but are you sure that she would sign it?"

Annoyed with the meaningless questioning he cut if short. "As you said, you will do your part and I shall do mine.. I will have the documents faxed over."