Infatuation Of Darkness

Alexis was going home tomorrow. The doctors had finally given her permission to go home and also reminded her that her therapy would start as well.

Therapy? She scoffed, she did not need any therapy. All she had to do was forget about it and move forward. That was all she had to do; forget and move forward and then slowly and steadily shift back into her old routine.

But there were various questions in her mind still running around and most of them were from the last week.

The situation of life and death.

She wondered to what cliff of life had she been standing on now that she had to consider her choices between life and death. She had a healthy life before where she worked according to her will, got paid for the work she did and enjoyed her life on her terms. But now nothing was happening her way. Everything was slipping from her fingers and just as much as she tried to hold on, she failed.

She just wanted to ignore everything and walk on with her head held high but every time she closed her eyes all she could feel was that she was back in the white room and there was no escape from there.

She knew that therapy will help her into an erasing her fears and moving past and battling the problems in a better way but it also meant that she had to accept the reality which she was not ready to.

She didn't want to accept it.

Today she had asked Angelo to go home and get her a good chance of clothes, saying that she wanted to dress up in appropriate clothes when she was going to leave.

He had left her alone, very reluctantly, but he had. Alexis low-key thought that he had placed numerous guards outside but that was probably true. Otherwise, Angelo for sure after the whole kidnapping incident would never leave her alone and unprotected. if only he knew she did not even feel safe when he was there, after all she had been kidnapped from right under his nose.

"Here," he entered her room with a bag of clothes, "Agatha packed everything that you thought you would like. From accessories to the shoes and that matching stuff too." He waved his hand around as if he didn't get the whole match and match of fashion.

How funny, she thought with amusement, this man had everything matching and well-coordinated and here he was, looking doubtful.

"Thank you," she smiled and said instead. He had done it for her and she was sure that he would like to be appreciated instead of being taunted.

He nodded with a small smile and placed a kiss on top of her head. Then once again took his seat on the couch and began to continue his work doing before he left.

She sighed and took the Kindle in her hands. This was her new time pass.

"Alexis," she looked immediately, watching him shut a file and direct his attention at her. "We would be moving to Chicago." He declared.

She raised her eyebrows in a silent shock. She had no idea about what today.

So she ultimately asked the common question, "What are you talking about? Why?" She was very, very shocked.

"I said, we will be moving To Chicago. I have expanded my business there and it requires immediate attention so you have to shift there with me."

Blinking twice she didn't even understand what had happened, "what in the world?" She muttered.

When the hell had he opened something in Chicago and it also required his immediate attention? As far as she knew, Angela never had any business establishment in Chicago or anywhere except New York and his home country.

"Wait a minute," she gained his attention again. He looked upfront the files he was reading. "When did you open up something there?"

"Excuse me?" He frowned, "be clear about what you want to say."

"I mean, when did you open up a business in Chicago? You once told me that except for your home country and new York, you have no business in any other state."

Angelo nodded thoughtfully and then closed the file that he was reading once again. He sighed and looked at her. "I recently made a few investments and a few more acquisitions." He answered which she realised was a little vague which again, was something he never did. Angelo was the cleared person she knew in stating what he wanted.

She also noticed that he did not answer her question. "And when did you do that?" She repeated.

He again gave out a sigh making her frown deepen. What was with he sighing?

"I made them quite recently. They were happening along with the renovations of the restaurant you wanted to start."

Alexis immediately gasped. She couldn't believe that's forgotten about it. There was no way that she should have when she had given it her all.

"H—how is that going?" She hesitantly asked. Alexis could not believe that's he had forgotten about it.

"Good, just as you left it." He answered making her frown.

"What does that mean? As I left it..?"

He smiled a little and got up. Coming close to her and sitting by his side he said, "My wife put her heart and soul in something. How dare you assume that I could let anybody touch it?"

That made her blush. It spread around her cheeks immediately as she heard it. The man could make her blush within seconds. And that was so thoughtful of him to consider her hard work and efforts towards the restaurant. She loved it.

"Thank you." She shyly smiled but then remembered something. "wait what about Nikita?"

"Nikita?" He repeated taken back a little with the change in topic. "She is safe and sound back in her home with her family."

Alexis softly laughed and then corrected herself. "No, I meant what is she doing for the restaurant? She had efforts in it too."

Understanding he clicked his tongue, "who gives a fuck? I care about my wife."

Damn, she died there.