Chapter 32
Alessia Guzman
I wake up with a painful groan. My entire body is sore and I feel like I’m about to throw up. I guess this is what happens when you don’t control your drinking in a club and keep downing shot after shot.
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I don’t care if I was the one who persuaded Anthonio to go out and have fun, if I get alcohol poisoning or some shit I’ll kill him. He should’ve stopped me!
Blinking a few times, I scan the room and realize that I’m in my room in Leonardo’s house.
I looked down at my body, Leonardo had changed me into his t–shirt and sweatpants even though I had my clothes.
I smiled at this gesture. I could tell he was pissed last night but for him to still do this speaks volumes.
My phone was charging next to me so I grabbed it to check the time, 3:37! I’ve slept for like 14 hours! I sit up and bury my face in my hands to subside my headache. I thought about everything that happened yesterday…or today, I mean we got back like 3 am in the morning anyway.
On the bedside table, I spot a glass of water and a pill. There’s a note beside it that says,’ for your headache.
I take it without another thought. This headache is killing me! I laid back in bed for a few more minutes to allow the pill to do its magic.
About 45 minutes later, my headache had finally cooled down and I washed my face, showered, and all of that. I didn’t bother to put on my clothes as I slipped back into his t–shirt and sweatpants and just slid on some slippers and walked out of the room.
The whole house is silent so I go around looking for him. At one point, I almost gave up thinking he was probably not home until I realized I hadn’t checked his study.
I creek the door open peering inside to see if he was in there. The small crack didn’t let me see well enough so I opened it a little wider still peeking my head through.
“Didn’t take you for the stalker type.” A voice interrupts behind me. I yelp backward, thrown completely off guard.
“Jesus! You scared me. I was looking for you.” I confess, with my hands on my chest.
“How charming.” He said flatly, walking past me into his office and sitting by his desk, completely ignoring me.
I got the feeling that he was still pissed.
I straightened my spine and cleared my throat. I walked into the office and shut his door behind me. Slowly I glided towards his desk but not close enough that he could lean over and touch me, even though he was slouching back in his chair.
I watch as his eyes move from my own and down my body. Even though I was wearing such baggy clothes, his eyes grew darker in lust but he was quick to mask it.
Apologizing to him is the last thing I want to do but I guess I have to do it anyway. He looks quite upset. I just don’t know what I’d be apologizing for.
“You know, I’m not going to apologize for wanting to live my life I say boldly, Leonardo’s eyes narrow. “I guess I’m sorry if I caused a security breach.”
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Leonardo took a deep breath. “You guess?”
He stands from his chair, reminding me of his impressive height Right now, I feel like the size of a pea next to him, especially considering how delicate I’m currently feeling.
He steps away from his desk and takes long, yet agonizing slow steps towards ine. I won’t lower my chin even though I know he’s trying to intimidate me right now.
Now he’s standing inches from me, staring down at me. He raises a hand to grip my chin and I don’t flinch, I keep my eyes trained on his, attempting to keep my breathing calm despite the feeling of his hands against my skin.
His fresh aftershave had me tingling until it was wrapping itself around my lungs and crushing me.
Fuck!
In addition to the fact that he was drop–dead handsome, why does he have to also smell like a million fucking dollars?!
“You seem to forget that you’re here as payment for your family protection. You think you’re smart but you’re not. You have no idea what you’re messing with when you do something like that.”
I pull back slightly, hurt by his words but his hand doesn’t move. My eyes narrow in his direction.
“I’m just trying to do whatever I can to protect you. I’d be worried about your brothers and this empire if anything should happen to you.”
Lbite down. “Charming,” I said sarcastically.
“I care for you, Alessia, surely you must know that by now.” He said, his eyes softening.
“If you care for me, you wouldn’t treat me like a prisoner!” I clipped. “I’m just gonna have Guila fix me something to eat,” I said, forcefully getting out of his grasp. “Since you want to know my whereabouts at all times.”
I stalked off towards the door but his voice stopped me.
“I’ll make you something.” He said matter of factly. “Guila is not here.”
I was so pissed that I didn’t even bother to argue with him. We both walked down to the kitchen and I sat down on the island while he was gathering supplies to make some kind of pasta I think.
I watch him silently as he cuts the tomatoes, his veins almost poking through his skin. If I wasn’t so upset, I’d have laughed. He just looked out of place in the kitchen but he seems to get around pretty well.
About thirty minutes later, he finishes and places two plates in front of us.
“Where did you learn to cook like this?” I ask, taking a bite of pasta. “I’m Italian, I have to know how to make pasta.” He said. Well, I’m Italian too and I can’t cook to save my life! I wanted to shout this at him but decided to keep my cool.
“Do you like it?” He asked.
Honestly, each bite of the pasta just melted whatever anger I had for him. “Yeah, it’s really good.” I smile, taking another bite.
He grins. I could feel the tension from earlier slowly melting.
I soon finished my food but before I could take it to the dishwasher, Leonardo grabbed it and did it himself.
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“Thank you,” I muttered silently, smiling,
“I’m–uh- I’m going to call Isabella to see how she’s doing. It’s been a while.” I take out my phone, walking towards the living room, seating myself on the couch.
The phone rings and on the third ring, she answers.
“Hello?” Not Isabella. Not Isabella.
The voice sounded vaguely familiar though,
“Uhm- Who’s this?” I asked in shock. Isabella doesn’t have a boyfriend. At Least not that I know of.
“It’s Russo.”
What the fuck?!
