Chapter Six

ADRIANA’S POV

IT WAS becoming so tension filled, as the time ticked. I could hear everything, every single one of it as though it was in the same phase as my heart– Heavy and slow.

The sound of vodka being poured over ice making a sizzling noise. The heavy Cigar smoke that was

hung in the air making breathing difficult and with it came tension, a lot of it.

I could see the burning gaze emanating from Massimo from behind where he was sitting– He didn't look like a happy man sitting behind that desk. As a matter of fact he looked far from it, regardless of the frown and all I still had to admit he looked quite handsome.

I occupied a chair in front of him, looking not so good with the imprint of his hand on my left chin, leaning back on the chair I could see the displeasing look he gave me.

He had asked earlier on if I was the only one involved in this swindle even threatened to find out if someone else was involved, probably a boyfriend but I had convinced him I had none.

I looked uninterested in the event that followed as everything happened so slow I was thinking it was an after effect of the slap.

I was pretty sure he was studying me and was probably angry at the fact that I felt more bore

then I was scared.

With the man he called Marcus out and the room falling to silence ever since while Massimo smoked his cigar, I counted the hours that had passed.

Truthfully, all I cared about was the fate of my mother under this tense toxic atmosphere, nothing else, I preferred her being safe and not panicking as I was certain I would survive in a tense, awkward situation alone.

He had looked at my father after deciding he would be taking me and without thinking twice my father had said “You can’t have her.”

I couldn't help but feel so bad, was this how much he hated me ?

My gaze tried to find an expression on Massimo's face through the thick smoke that was still suspended in the air.

It bore nothing as it was bare of everything emotions, it was frustrating as hell that I would be going with this man that looked like he could shoot me down anyways.

I didn't want to do it in all senses but I knew it was something I had to do for safety sake , for sanity sake.

He had seen the look on my face and looked at me with disgust shaking his head, shaking his hea as if to say I was putting up an act this while.

My jaw ticked at the thought of everything, at least I would still be having my head right there on my body.

He would be getting me easily and I felt like a commodity something that can be sold, then resold, it felt like I just fucked my self over as every dream I had prior dreamt of was going down the drain.

Scam, theft – Whatever he called it, u was certain Massimo was not mad at losing his money rather he was mad about something else I couldn't quite place my fingers around.

The first thing he made note of was what happens if I breached the contract, with the way he spoke u was certain he meant everything he had said but looking at him so calm and all I was starting to think he was not capable of such evil he threatened to possess.

Salvatore puffed on his cigar while looking at me, I could imagine he was picturing a girl like me naked and dancing as I saw a smirk crawling up his face , he was fucking checking me out.

I couldn't deal with the situation, as the rest of the family were away in their room locked in I guess.

I was worried about my mother and had raiaed the concern earlier but then he had dobe the kindest thing I had seen from him when he assigned one of his men to watch over her personally.

I couldn't help but wonder how it was going to be,u was still not sure how long I was going to be with him but it was not something I liked very much as a matter of fact I hated the whole thought of it.

"Can I get a cup of water at least." I begged…he studied me for a minute before putting his hands all up.

It looked like he didn't trust me leaving how much more when we got married and all.

I stared at him with indifference, and uncertainty wondering if he would have someone going with me to the toilet as well.

I’d thought a lot about this situation, and could see I was at the receiving end if it all. Already he was not getting the money back from the hospital and that exactly was what I would be going with him for.

He was a jackass and by he I meant my step father, I was aware that he could easily pay the money and I wouldn't have to do any of this but it was a way of getting rid of me.

Perhaps it would have been different if I had let him go all incest on me, maybe he would have paid as he wouldn't want anyone getting any of this.

What I had wanted was to leave this fucking house it was what I wanted the most …It was also my vice. I wanted it, but I couldn’t let myself have it because of my mother.

Now I felt it being forced on me and imposed. Nonetheless, now that I knew she would be safe, perhaps I could get excuses to go see her once in a while.

Something like impatiens spread through his veins. I could see Marcus was running late and he was not liking it a bit.

For a while I had this initiative that perhaps all this would go away if the contract was not brought in.

I watched him closely. I bet after all he was just a lonely man like those that came to the club after all, or why else would he be needing a deal like this.

Why else?