My eyes wandered over to Alex. He was there scribbling down some notes before the big final exam. It was odd seeing him this way due to the fact that I never would've guessed he'd take school so seriously.The second he looked up from the paper to look at me, I quickly looked away and back at the front. My hand moved to grab ahold of the pencil before placing it in my bag seeing how the period was about to end. Just as I zipped my bag back up, the bell signaled off allowing us to finally be free from this hell for about an hour to go to lunch.Alex grabbed ahold of my bag before I had a chance to get it, and waited for me to get up."Have a good rest of your day! Don't forget we have our final assessment tomorrow," our teacher, Mrs. Parker, shouted out just as we were walking out of the room. History was most definitely not my best subject, but based on my observations, Alex loved it. "Now, we have lunch," I tell him just as we pass by her still shouting out reminders that everyone w
"Her dad literally passed away a week and a half ago," Antonio defended me. The feeling of wanting to cry washed over me as my heart began to sink. I hate how emotional I am when it comes to this. The fact that she would bring it up in such a manner was low.When I looked back over at her she was shooting Alex a flirtatious smile as she ignored what Antonio said. "I'm head cheerleader," she said in a deeper tone of voice as if she was trying too hard to sound like someone she wasn't."I don't really care," he stated in a deadpan voice. The entire table chuckled, it even made me crack a smile. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of red as she glared at all of us."Well, I was just letting you know in case you ever wanted a real girl. I know you pity this one for her dad, but trust me, you'll regret it. She can barely learn a cheer, her dad probably killed himself just to get away from her. Wouldn't want you to do the same thing as Andre," She said. This time, a tear did fall from my eye, bu
I watched as my mother's eyes wandered down to my bloody fist. It also didn't go unnoticed by me when Angelo had this mischievous glint in his eye as he looked between Alex and me. "One of the best days I've ever experienced!" I exclaimed in fake sarcasm.Angelo raised one of his brows at me before looking over at Alex. My eyes trailed up to look at him seeing as everyone always seemed to be so patient to see what he had to say. "It was controlled," he spoke in such an authoritative manner. It almost made me want to cower away in fear."Was it? You were there to make sure there would be no drawn attention, yet you managed to drag us deeper into bullsh*t, Alex!" Angelo yelled out angrily, yet calmly. It was strange the way these men spoke around here; everything they said was calm no matter the tone. There was no word to exactly describe it, but hearing them speak made it make sense."No, I was there to protect her, not you and your name. Be careful who you're talking to, Angelo, ricor
It may feel like that now and things may be confusing for you. You are our family, and us, Italianos, we love and treat our family with nothing, but utter respect and loyalty," he states with a small smile on his face.I wanted to say that it's hard to trust him along with everyone else in this building. Everyone was so secretive and dark. The atmosphere just felt murderous. How can you trust that when everything in your gut says not to?"Why now?" I ask."You had some growing up to do before being thrown into our world. You still have maturing to do, but I feel like you grow as you learn, no?" He asked as he wrapped the gauze around my knuckles. He placed a clip on the gauze, connecting the pieces together. When he was finished, he smiled and gave my knuckles a small pat. "I enjoyed our talk. Let's get you back to Alex before he kills someone," Angelo joked, but I didn't laugh. The only reason why I didn't laugh was because a small part of me actually believed he would.When we walk
"You can't make me regret anything, mia bella," he spoke as his mind preoccupied itself with other things like my shirtless body. I placed either knee on the sides of his body; leaving him in eye-level view of my breast. [ my beautiful ]His hands automatically reached out to touch me, but I placed them right back on the bed. I wasn't exactly sure what I planned on doing, my first instinct was to not let the embarrassment shoot me down once again."I can't touch you now?" He asked, looking into my eyes before glancing down at my lips. I wanted to say yes, and that the throbbing in my lower region would not go away unless he did. The fact that I wanted to lay down and let him do just that wouldn't compel me to say anything else. For some reason, my mind won the battle over my lust as I finally gathered enough strength to say the word, "No."Instead of listening to me, he brought his hand up again, leaving me to grab ahold of it. All too quickly, he grabbed my hand along with my other
"I didn't mean to interrupt," he stated teasingly before looking over at me. He pushed past Alex, entering the room with a smirk on his face."Vattene, Angelo," Alex spoke walking up to his father with a scowl on his face. Despite the fact Alex was speaking to him, Angelo was still looking at me. [ get out ]"Solo perché hai una ragazza, non abbandonare la tua responsabilità," Angelo said as he walked up to me until he was directly in front of me. He opened his hand out for me before nodding for me to place my hand in his. [ just because you have a girl, don't abandon your responsibilities ]My eyes instantly went to Alex as if asking for permission. I noticed as his jaw clenched that he was not happy. "No, come here, Isabella," he ordered.I smiled apologetically at Angelo before walking over to Alex. When I was in front of him, he glared at Angelo just before lifting my chin up and crashing his lips onto mine. In seconds, he pulled away with a smug look on his face. I could tell by
With that, we entered his office. My eyes settled on the familiar setting as he walked over to sit directly on his desk before beckoning me to have a seat on the chair in front of it. I walked over to the chair, before sitting down, allowing the cushion to form itself around my bottom."My son is quite careless when it comes to this sort of thing, so it becomes my job," he explains. An eyebrow of mine rises before I have a chance to stop it."Speaking of your son, why is it that he calls you Angelo? I also notice the tension, did something happen?" I pry, leaning back in his chair as he looks around the room with a smirk on his face."There goes the nosy girl I found in my office that day," he says. I gaze into his eyes, my eyes freezing on the scar he has on his face. For the first time, I noticed a tattoo on his neck that seemed trail. His sleeked-back hair was slightly messier also. Alex did take some similarities from his father such as his lips, along with the danger that just se
"Follow me, the kitchen is right this way. Anytime you're hungry, or thirsty just come here and talk to Dr. Sarah Lee, and she'd be more than happy to assist you," Angelo said before getting up and walking right out of the door. I followed behind him, once again looking around the place like it was the first time I'd ever been in it. The place was huge and unlike anything I'd ever seen. It felt great to actually live in such a place with so much room."Good afternoon, Angelo," a blonde lady spoke the second we made it to the kitchen. She had brown eyes and held a slim petite figure. The way her eyes seemed to smile was something I already liked about her. When her eyes met mine she gave me a wide toothy smile that helped coax a smile out of me.She wiped her hand off on a towel that was on the counter before walking over to me and stretching her hand out. "Hello, I'm Sarah, I cook for all of these very hungry men. It's great to finally see a woman," she said with a small blush coating