Infatuation Of Darkness

Alexis had walked back to ber room as soon as they had finished up talking about it. Nikita was like an overexcited sister of the bride who was ready to take on anything and make sure that her sister's wedding was fantastic. 

She had found Angelo laying on the bed with his laptop on his lap and the files opened up.

"I got to know about Nikita's sister's wedding." She informed him as she took a sit on her side of the bed which was clear. 

"Hmm, she must have gone on and on about it." He commented. 

"Wait you knew?" She turned to him. She had assumed that she would have been to inform him. 

"I did. I received the invitation." Came his reply. 

"Are you going to attend then?" 

"I don't usually attend." Angelo sighed. They were lying side by side on the bed now as he had closed shut the laptop. Alexis was on her back with her head supported by her hand. She was talking to him about the engagement ceremony.

"Why not?" She asked in a soft voice. It was just then and so much silence. 

"I receive everyone's invite, Alexis. If I start attending then I would have to free every goddamn weekend." He sighed heavily. "And I mean every weekend."

"But that's Nikita's family. Your sister-in-law." She made another effort. They were newlyweds, surely appearing at family functions alone meant many things.

"I know and I will attend her sister's wedding. Not the engagement ceremony." Angelo then looked at her and copied her pose. "What is truly on your mind? Tell me, I can answer you better and satisfy you."

Alexis unknowingly blushed at it but in the dim lights, she hoped that he won't notice. "We're a newly married couple. Shouldn't we make appearances together?" Alexis was not social before but she was certainly aware of the social norms. As a couple, appearing alone could mean many things and people always went with the most negative assumption. 

"Ah!" He smiled in victory, now knowing what she wanted. "That's fine. No one spreads rumours about me or, now, you. There might be gossip but place yourself above it." He smiled again, leaning in and stealing a kiss. "For you, I'll send a gift to the engaged couple." 

"You don't even send gifts?!" She gawked at him. That was simply mannerless.

"No, I send a card saying 'congratulations' and wire some money into their account. They can choose to do whatever they want with it." He answered, lying on his back again and closing his eyes.

"I want to go." She muttered, "Nikita seemed excited."

"It's her sister, so her excitement is a given. Rest for you to want to go, that's your choice. Mother is going to go as well."

Angelo wasn't going to stop her. There was no reason to do so. She was her person and the only time he would ever stop her from going somewhere would be for safety reasons.

"Huh," she muttered. "what are you going to do then?"

Angelo chuckled, his naïve little wife thought that he was free for a whole day if not going to a ceremony. "I'm not free sweetheart. I have to cover a lot of work since I took some time off for our honeymoon, I'll have to look over it with Silvano."

"That's why you were getting up every morning?"

"Yes, that and also, for talking to my side girlfriend, you know, the mistress." He whispered while narrowing his eyes on her. 

Gasping loudly, she widened her eyes at him and grabbed a pillow. "Mistress!" She threw the pillow at him and then smacked him, again and again, muttering the words 'mistress' and 'girlfriend'.

Angelo laughed while being smacked. Her jealously was still unknown to her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her underneath him, trapping her legs by placing the weight of his.

Kissing her once, he said, "I only have my eyes for you." Saying that he kissed again, never stopping to touch her again for the night.

"Also, " he pulled back to talk about something. "You going to the engagement ceremony alone will make a bold statement. You don't need to make a headline about it." 

"Really?" She cringed that seem unreal. 

Instead of answering her, he focused on kissing her. 

******

Morning breakfast consisted of only the ladies of the household. The men had left early to target the overdue work. How much work was it? 

Alexis was drinking her coffee with which she noticed that it tasted familiar. 'Maybe it was the chef?'

"More madam?" A soft voice made her smile immediately.

"Agatha!" She went up and hugged her tightly. "I missed you!"

"It is my honour, madam. And so did I." She smiled, placing her madam's plate in front of her, she stood back.

"It's good that you are back, Agatha. Alexis will need your assistance dressing up for tomorrow." Nikita winked at her. "She looked like a clown without you."

"Hardy har har, I dress just fine" Alexis mocked in return.

"Do not worry madam. I have prepared the dresses already."

"Ah, Agatha," Isabelle smiled, "just like your mother. Ever efficient."

Agatha smiled in return.

Isabelle then turned to Nikita. "Have you invited everyone?"

"We did. But I did not expect Silvano's grandmother to say yes."

"She wants to continue the Battle." Isabelle sighed and that then Alexis spoke up.

"What battle? There is none!" She claimed as she looked between the other two people on the table. 

"There is and even if there was not, there would always be a cold one," Nikita informed her. "She is aged, Alexis. Life was thrown things at her and now she is quite relentless about being on the top of the hill." 

"So what now?" Alexis questioned both the ladies who were sitting in front of her.

"Now?" Isabelle repeated. "We fight back as well."

"The Throne is ours to keep and we shall make sure that it is."