Infatuation Of Darkness

With a thick woollen sweater and jeans with a pair of good boots, she stepped out of the bedroom on the plane and moved to the seating area immediately spotting her other two companions.

She thought of what had transpired between her and Nikita. To be honest it felt like they both had pent up frustrations inside and the argument for both of them was overdue. She had no choice to agree that she had done n some mopping around too and it was more than needed. When was the time coming when she would pick herself and move forward? It felt like she had been moving in circles.

The same mistakes were being made over and over again and thus, once again the words of Nikita rang true. She was not learning and that made her see the conclusions of her mistakes over and over again.

She silently took a seat and served herself a cup of tea as Isabelle observed her.

"Now," her mother-in-law stared to speak, "would anyone of you take the immense pain of telling me what the two of you were arguing about or rather yelling."

"Ask her." Alexis immediately muttered glancing at the woman sitting Infront of her.

"What me?" Nikita pointed to herself. "You sure could talk there and wh-"

"Did I ask you two to talk to each other?" Isabelle quietly pointed it out. "No, I believe I did not. I asked what happened and if none of you can tell me about it, I say we all are for ourselves." She shrugged and took a sip of her tea. "We all will enjoy ourselves until you two talk it out. Nikita and you would have to deal with each other for as long as you are alive."

Nikita snickered and that caught Alexis's expression. "Must suck for you cuz she took my name." She hissed with a smirk. 

Alexis gaped at her and then turned to Isabelle but upon receiving her glare she quietened down and just re-sorted to glaring at her emesis.

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The cold wind blew her away. Literally, it did. She was shivering with even a thick jacket on. Unconsciously, Nikita and she were huddled together. She now knew why the guards were wearing such thick jackets at the airport.

They sat in the car and the heaters were turned on. Relishing the hot air they breathed in a sigh of relief.

She watched the scenery outside as the world flew by. It was beautiful. Even though most of it was covered in snow, it was gorgeous. She leaned her forehead against the window and sighed. Why couldn't life be this beautiful? It always seemed as if there was some kind of new problem arising now and then.

In a blur, they arrived at the hotel, checked in and had their luggage unpacked. This was something that Alexis was had been told about by Isabelle that she had to unpack on her own or pay very close attention to the person doing it.

Anything could be bugged and they would deep in trouble if that were to be recorded. 

Alexis did not bother to unpack most of her luggage as she was sure that she was just going to lay around, leisurely and do nothing. She was here on a getaway for herself and given the snow and the cold of this season, she was damn sure that is possible she would not even get out of bed.

She changed another pair of a thicker sweater with the smaller one inside and then a jacket. even with the room heating on she could not take a chance also, she had decided to take a walk on the resort grounds.

She opened the door to her room and walked out into the common area where Isabella was sitting.

"I am going out on a walk." She pointed to the land outside the window.

"Are you dressed well?" She asked in return. "I don't want you to catch a cold."

Alexis nodded. She was.

"Alright then. Stay within the sights of the guards and also, come back in time for dinner."

"Alright, see ya." She nodded and left.

The grounds were clear of snow. Mostly they were except few patches which she thought had been there for decor and to make it seem more natural.

There was a trail which wasn't occupied but was now by her. She was aware of the fact that she was being followed by the guards yet she is not their constant presence as she had learnt to do so for the past year.

Year.

It was almost an that year that she had been married to Angelo. A year passed by and all she had received was trauma. Sometimes she wondered that if going to a psychiatrist have helped her or not? And the answer was not in the slightest but at least she learnt not to trust people without any reason. Everyone had ulterior motives.

'But that's not what I should be thinking about. I want to do something that makes him wonder about my capabilities and how powerful I can be as well but how am I to do that when I don't even know what the extent of his power is and how am I to know what any of that is?'

She increased her speed as she thought about it more. 'and even if I do find a way, but if not approved and unequal hand in this marriage how would I ever do that? Also at this point, I need to consider if it would result in more people dying. To be honest but he can kill anyone that he wants without a blink of his eye whereas this hurts my conscience.' She blinked her eyes repeatedly as she felt the tears firing in her eyes. She didn't want to cry, at least not here of all places.

She stood walking abruptly and sighed bending down, she placed her hand on her knees and huffed.

This was supposed to be a happy place at now all she could do was think about what had happened and what more could happen.

She took a seat at the nearest bench available to her and closed her eyes, leaning back leisurely.

"Hey," someone took a seat beside her, she nodded but didn't reply.

"Umm. Chocolates?"

"No thank you." She denied curtly still not opening her eyes.

"Alright," the man sighed. Another man, yuck! She wanted to barf at his face.

"Umm.. you wanna talk cuz' I am really good looking.." She opened her eyes ready to hit but instead she gasped as she recognised him.