Infatuation Of Darkness

Angelo was tensed and in the course of their eight months of marriage, she had understood, observed and witnessed the house be on the edge whenever that happened. Quite frankly, no one came in his way and that was including his brothers. What it was this time? She had no idea which made it even scarier because usually, she did know. He would tell her a gist of it and made sure that she knew when to stop intervening.

He never forgot to make it across that she was going to be involved to the bone.

She sighed and folded her newspaper, keeping it down next to her plate. "How long has he been up for?" She asked Agatha who was feeding Lucas.

"The past five hours madam," she tsked when Lucas spat the excess of food out and wiped it, "He had been up for the past five hours madam even before the help woke up."

She sighed and finished her food in no hurry. That man was a grown-up and he knew that eating was important. So if he decided that he didn't want to eat, his choice. After finishing her breakfast, she moved to the little one who was eating leisurely. Taking the spoon from Agatha she fed him slowly as the boy stared at her as if mesmerised. She took full advantage of that and he finished the entire bowl.

Within minutes and she set a new record that way.

She kept the bowl on the table and took a napkin to wipe his face clean. Kids were messy eaters and she hated that. Probably the only time she hated his cute face. Angelo stormed into the dining room startling Lucas and her, making them jump up in fright.

"Pack up from bags. We leave for Italy tonight." After spitting out his order and not even sparing them with another glance he left.

"Damn him to hell if he thinks that's going to be enough." She turned to Agatha as she stood up, "Take him to his room." And then stormed upstairs following him.

Angelo did not go to his office instead he chose to go to his room upstairs to which Alexis followed him. "What was the meaning of that?" She came and closed the door shut. "Do you seriously think that you can come in shout orders and then leave as you please?"

"Yes, I can." He answers in a gruff voice.

Alexis stared at him which faced her. Shocked at his answer she shook his head and replied, "Well, you are wrong—"

"Does it look like it matters to me that you saying I am wrong here?!" He yelled coming close to her and then stared into her face making her stumble back in fear. "I am not wrong and I get that privilege as a Don as someone who controls the lives of people as someone who can blow up the fucking country if he wants!" He threw up his hands and turned around to walk showing his frustrations but made her jump instead. "I didn't know what you think about me neither do I care about what I care about the most of the people that work for me, that look up to me in loyalty and respect. you can think whatever you want but at the end of the day you are not going anywhere and you better be aware of that!"

He stared at her through the mirror as he bent in front of it, his arms supporting his weight as his chest heaved up and down. Hers did too but for a completely different reason. He was breathing heavily from the anger and frustration that he felt and she was breathing from the fear of what he might do to her.

"So," he grated, "your bags including Lucas's by tonight I don't care if you pack in fucking full or half that is your choice but get it done by 8 p.m. tonight." His whispering made it even scarier. More than ever.

Alexis did not respond to him never bothering to acknowledge as she moved out of the room without looking back. Eyes burned as tears gather into eyes.

The progress that they have made till now was once again down the drain.

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Agatha and the help had bags including the children. This time even Agatha was travelling with them and since Lucas was with them Angelo had readily agreed. No one wanted a crime child who was educated on a plane that was far more than 10 hours at least even Alexis at back a few books with her just in case.

They had taken the private plane just like the last time and instead of sitting next to him or even in front of him, she had chosen to sit away. That upset him and she knew that.

But did she care? No.

She knew one thing for sure that when Angel helps a belt in his hand to have her hit him and she denied she had some kind of leverage over him that she was not going to let go of easily especially when he was made believe that she was in love with him.

She tolerated him. Yes.

She had sex with him, yes. The man was good. Way too good. Kinky and rough. Just to her liking.

But did she live him? No. There was too much black blood in between them for her to love him.

So she sat alone in a window seat and with a book in her hand and some good coffee that they had a coffee maker for. That was what she had made sure they had.

"You aren't sitting next to me. You know you should." He spoke in her ear and she didn't reply and he didn't even give her a chance to. "Make sure, you do when I come back. You don't want any troubles with me, Alexis." He moved to the floor above and men followed him.

She stood up to do the same. He wanted it, he got it.. She would be sitting right next to him.