Chapter 181
I took off my sunglasses as I stood within a foot of Alessandro..
“HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHITBALLS FUCKITY FUCK!* Antonio said, loud enough that people all around us glared in our direction.
Alessandro lodged the cigar between his lips and finally looked at me. He was also wearing sunglasses, but I could see the shock washing over him. Our eyes met, and I flashed him a grin.
Shock transformed into a rage fit in a mere second.
He took an immediate step in my direction. I don’t know what he was trying to do, but I stepped back nonetheless.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I spoke quickly trying to mask my fear.
“You…” his voice was low and deadly.
I didn’t know that a single word could hold so much hate, a single word could be this threatening. I could see how badly he wanted to kill me, irritation was leaking through the gentlemanly facade he had put on before stepping out of the house.
“You see, Mr. Alessandro in the eyes of the innocent New Yorker, I’m still the missing boy, whose parents are missing him badly,” my insides were quivering but I didn’t let it show.
Alessandro took off his sunglasses in an aggressive manner and glared into my eyes. The action was so fast that it made me step back again in
fear.
“One wrong move and you can end up behind bars for kidnapping me, torturing and sexually assaulting me for the past two years,” I looked around at the people minding their own business, “I’ll scream so loud, I’ll cry and rip my clothes and tell everyone how you tortured and assaulted me many, many times…”
“What the fuck?” I heard Vladimir say behind him.
I tilted my head to the side with a big smirk, “Oh, hi, Vladie, didn’t see you there.”
“You are so fucking dead…” Alessandro mumbled under his breath.
“I heard what you did for yourself, Alessa,” I dragged the end of his nickname, “People respect you, no one can prove anything against you. Alessandro De Luca has earned the title of the most respectable and feared man in this country but you see, this kind of case can ruin you. All the FBI needs is a reason to put you behind the bars, and I’m pretty sure the rest of your crimes will follow you there. I can give them that reason. It can ruin that little respect that you’ve managed to earn and your business. So, here’s what’s going to happen,” I took a step closer to him, “You are going to stand here and behave yourself. Contrary to what you may believe, I’m not scared of you, I never was,”
“How about you say that to me when we aren’t in public,” he sneered, taking another step closer, so close that our clothes were almost brushing together.
I smirked and looked up at him, slamming the Manila folder onto his chest, “Sign it.”
He snatched it out of my hands and ripped the folder apart and read its contents. It made him laugh, and he gave his head a gentle shake, “Stupid- the words were still in his mouth when I gripped his neck tie, with intentions of making it tighten around his neck.
“Say that word again one more time and I’ll show you how stupidly crazy I can be,” I whispered into his face. “Sign the divorce papers, and I won’t ruin your life.”
My words made him laugh. I had no idea what was so fucking funny to him, and it annoyed me to the point I wanted to smack him in his handsome chiseled face.
“You really think you have the power to ruin me?”
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I shook my head. “I don’t thin….
He laughingly scoffed, ‘Cute, I’d like to see you try,” he drawled.
I scoffed, “I don’t have the time and energy to spend it on someone like you. Sign the papers, you’ll go your way and I’ll go mine, and for old times‘ sake, I won’t accuse you of ruining my body sexually.”
He raised his hand and my eyes snapped toward the hand that stopped in mid–air. From the way he was clenching it and glaring at my neck, 1 knew what he wanted to do.
“What the fuck are you trying to do here, Nikolai?!”
“I’m trying to cut all ties with you. We’re over, Alessandro.”
He raised an eyebrow, “You think you can do that? Don’t you remember anything I told you? You are fucking bound to me for life.”
I laughed, shaking my head, “You also said no one can run away from you, no one can escape you but here we are.”
“I really want to fucking choke you to death right now.”
I raised my hand and gently caressed his cheek, “And I really want to shoot you in the face right now, but we don’t always get what we want. Sign the divorce papers, Alessandro.”
He raised an eyebrow, “You? You will shoot me? Do you even know how to hold a gun, Nikolai?” he talked to me in a condescending manner
that made me want to shoot him more.
“Would you like to find out?”
“You really have a death wish?”
“So, you’d rather be a widower”
“Who the fuck is that?!” he hissed through his teeth as his eyes suddenly went behind me.
I frowned and looked back at Marco, who was standing just behind us, glaring at Antonio and Vladimir as they glared back at him.
I smirked, “Marco, meet my soon–to–be ex–husband, Alessandro and Alessandro,” I went to stand beside Marco and wrapped my arm around his arm, “…meet my boyfriend, Marco Ricci.”
I heard an animalistic growl, “You have some fucking nerve, Nikolai.”
I laughed lightly, “I do, don’t I?”
And then I went in for the kill. I turned and placed a kiss on Marco’s cheek, completely platonic, but I knew how it would mess with Alessandro’s brain. How dare something that belongs to him kiss another man?
“I’m going to fucking kill you and your little boyfriend.”
“Promises, promises…” I said to Alessandro while smiling up at Marco.
I looked at Alessandro again and this time, with a straight face to let him know that I wasn’t fooling around with him, “Sign the papers, Alessandro. We’re done!”
I turned and walked back to our car. I could feel Alessandro’s scrutinizing glare drilling holes into the back of my head. I felt Marco closely walking behind me, and I could hear the gears shifting in his brain to figure out what had just happened. He opened the car door for me and settled in the back. Marco got into the driving seat and the engine came to life.
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I looked at Alessandro still standing there, fuming, clenching his fists, and his other hand over the holster strapped under his suit jacket.
. I closed my eyes and slumped my head back over the headrest.
That wasn’t really me, minutes back.
