57.
Amelia's POV
I rolled my eyes at him and stood up from his bed. "I don't want your coffee." I snapped at him before grabbing my almost all torn dress and put it on.
"Hey." He called, grabbing my arm before I could walk away. I turned back sharply and looked at him in silence for a while.
Those lips, sharp jaw, muscles. I wasn't going to fall for them now like I did in my dream.
"Where are you going?" He asked, releasing my arm. And that was when I realised that I've been staring at him for some minutes now.
I took some steps away from him and tucked a few locks of my hair behind my ear. "The last time I checked, I have a room. So please I need you to step out of my way and allow me leave."
Alessandro chuckled before pulling me closer to him by my waist. I gasped at his warm touch, I could even feel tingles on my skin.
Whatever this man had done to me, it was high time I broke free from that spell he had cast on me.
I tried to push him away but he was just so heavy like a rock.
"Let me go!" I groaned but that only made him tightened his grip on me and push me more into his body.
Our lips were almost touching and I couldn't resist how beautiful his lips were and how tempting it looked.
It looked wet and glossy. When did he start applying lipglosses?
Anyway, I wanted him to moisten my dry lips with his — wet and captivating.
"When will you stop being a sharp tongued cutie and obey anything I say? It's not the same way as it was. Is it?" He raised his brow, waiting for me to speak.
Did he just call me cutie? I touched my face instinctively as I tried to hide the red shades that were starting to build up.
Wait, why was I even blushing?
He had never said it in a romantic way. He even called me a sharp tongued!
When would you get some sense, Amelia? I know I'd never. With this fucking Don in front of me, looking like a fallen angel, I was done for.
"It's not the same way as it was? I don't understand." I shook my head. "and I'd love to understand outside of your room. The air here is killing me."
I knew what he meant. He was simply saying that I respected him more than this before.
Of course yes, I did. Not until he started fucking all my senses away and making me fall for him.
"Really?"
I nodded.
"Or you simply wanted to say I am the one killing you slowly? You know I've noticed you've been staring at my lips a whole lot. What's up? Do you want some?" He continued and this time I pushed him away with every strength in me.
Was I staring at his lips? I didn't even look at his face.
Did I?
"Fuck you!" I muttered before rushing to open the door and leave but that was when I found out the door has been locked.
"W...what?" I widened my brow in surprise when I saw him dangling the keys. "Are you crazy? Open the door now!"
"Is that a command?" He asked, sitting and pulling off his shirt, leaving his bare chest naked.
My self-control wasn't helping at all. Anytime I wanted to look away, I would find my eyes glued back to him again.
"With due respect, Don DeMarco…."
"Come say that on my laps." He cut in and tapped his laps with a grin on his face.
"Come." He mentioned again and his voice sounded like a spell chant. I found my legs moving and before I could get back to my senses, I was on his laps already, my arms around his neck.
"Do you still want to go out?" Alessandro asked and I shook my head even though within me, I wanted to say yes.
"You look pale, do you want to see a doctor?"
"No." I whispered, my eyes fixed on his. "I'm…. I'm fine."
The room was silent and I could hear nothing except my heartbeat which was racing fast and loud. And the voices in my head, screaming 'kiss him!' 'Kiss him!'
"Do you want something? Why did you call me back?"
"I'm…. I'm sorry." His voice was thick yet low and remorseful.
I blinked my eyes, rapidly trying to process what he had just said.
Amelia, he said sorry. Again.
Did he think he could just hurt me, say sorry again and that was all?
"What's wrong?" He asked, seeing the frown on my face.
"Nothing," I replied, keeping my gaze away from him. "I just hope you don't hurt me again. I don't know why you've become more ruthless. Did something happen between you and your girlfriend?"
Chuckling, he lifted me in his arms and placed a soft kiss on my cheek, before laying me on the bed gently.
He moved to his wardrobe and took out of his shirt.
"Put this on." He said, handing it out to me. I nodded and took it from him.
I knew he was only trying to run away from answering my question.
"Join me downstairs for lunch." He said again before leaving.
*****
I sat on the bench in the garden, listening to the soft chirping from birds. The breeze blew gently, soothing my skin.
"Mei." Vesper called from behind and I smiled at her as she joined me on the bench.
"What's up?" Vesper's face didn't show she was happy at all. What could have happened to her?
"N... nothing." She nodded to show negation and tried to put on a smile. Vesper wasn't good with hiding her emotions and I wasn't convinced that everything was fine with her.
"I just miss mom."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure." She grinned, slapping my arm playfully. "Enough about me, how're you doing and how's Alessandro? Uh?" She teased.
"Stop it, babe." I groaned, squeezing my face. "It's all messed up. I can't be anything more than his slave and I don't expecting anything more either."
"He's a dickhead, Amelia." Vesper snapped and just then we heard a voice from behind. It was Alessandro.
He stood fixed to a spot, folding his arms.
"What a nice nickname." He commented, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Vesper squeezed my palm, making a 'I'm in trouble' face. We both stood up and faced him.
"Greetings, Capo. How's your day going? You look extraordinary handsome today that I think you're a runaway model." She gushed and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Is this you apologising? What have you done?" He squinted his brow, his gaze holding every bit of scrutiny.
"I'm so sorry, Capo. I swear I didn't mean it." She bowed her head, apologising.
Alessandro ignored her and grabbed my hand, dragging me away.
"Where are you taking me to?" I asked as he ignited his car's engine.
"You'll know when you get there." He said and I kept glancing at him every second.
Why could he have taken me along? I just hoped he wasn't kidnapping me or something.