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The Pensive Gentleman 94.
Angelica Marciano turns around, but he does it so nonchalantly like it’s the last thing he wants to do right now. I turn around too, putting my back to him as I quickly throw the paper into my laundry basket, then I grab the first thing that catches my eyes to cover myself with.It’s a flimsy, baby-pink outer dress for one of my nightdresses. “What do you want?” I fumble with the ropes, wrapping them around myself. And by the time I turn around, Marciano is right beside me, staring intently with a hazy look in his eyes. I shift backward a little.“What is it? Did I do something?” I ask, furrowing my brows at him.His eyes trail down the length of me, from my eyes, then my nose, they linger on my lips but go down further to my chest.I clear my throat and at first his eyes don’t move, they remain right there, then slowly they return to my face.He arches a brow and I wrap my arms around my chest immediately, narrowing my eyes at him. His gaze then hardens as though he just remembe
The Pensive Gentleman 93.
Angelica “I think I’ll just go how I came,” I tell Marciano as we get to where the cars are parked outside. I can feel Bella and a few others staring at us from behind—no surprises there when I was practically dragged out of the mansion, following behind Marciano like a lost puppy.“With Gypsy and Ky,” I add, and watch how Marciano’s face morphs into a deep frown. He can’t possibly think I’ll ride with him after what just happened inside, after he tried to kiss me, and I almost let him do it.“No. You’re coming with me, and I won’t repeat myself.” I swallow hard, staring up at him. He doesn’t seem affected in the slightest bit, while my heart is beating in my stomach. Loud and hard.I hate it. But what I hate even more is that I only stand and watch him with my lips slightly parted, with nothing to say.“Come this way.” He starts moving towards a black Lamborghini parked at an angle that suggested patience wasn’t one of Marciano’s virtues coming here today.“But.” He stops, looki
The Pensive Gentleman 92.
Angelica “Oh my God, finally! Where have you been Angie? I tried calling you countless times yesterday!” Bella blares into my ear. I pull my phone away from my ear, and I still hear her clearly. “I just needed some time to rest,” I tell her. After my impulsive text to Alex—which he couldn’t believe— I jumped straight into studying so I wouldn’t have to think of anything. In doing so, I put my phone on airplane mode and only left my room when I was hungry.“Yeah, I heard you went to the hospital again. Are you alright? Do you want me to come nurse you?” “No need, Bella. Your focus should be on the wedding. Marina told me you traveled to Paris?”“Yeah, and I’m back. Honestly, that’s why I called. I’m at the main house right now, and I wanted to come see you.”I brush back my rough hair, trying to make it look okay enough.“I’m just about to leave for the salon.”“What if you come to the main house? I can have my stylist come fix you up here. Please Angie. I really miss you.” With a
The Pensive Gentleman 91.
Angelica It feels like déjà vu waking up in Marciano’s room even though I’m a little confused about how I got here. The last thing I remember is that Marciano and I were talking in the living room, and that’s it. Spreading my arm out, I touch the empty side of the bed. It’s cold and without wrinkles, like no one slept on that side throughout the night. My brows furrow deeply. But how? Did he not sleep in here? Or did he not stay the night? I tell myself it doesn’t matter, but I deliberately stroll into the kitchen for a glass of water to check if he’s there. He’s not. Marching back to my room now feels like a humiliation ritual even though no one’s watching me. I head into the bathroom first for a hot shower. I didn’t have one yesterday, and I feel a certain prickling in my body, which is funny because when Marina offered to let me shower at hers, I declined. The hot water cascades down my body, leaving a burning trail everywhere it touches, but I don’t mind it. It hurts
The Pensive Gentleman 90.
Marciano "Should we address the elephant in the room or...?" Sergio asks with a shrug and a sly expression in his eyes."Scemo! Shut up," Leo attacks. Sergio flips him the bird.I puff out a cloud of tobacco and marijuana, returning my attention to the view of the city down below."You keep pretending you don't want to know," Sergio says."Focus fool. Sei tu quello che ha un volo stasera" (You're the one who has a flight tonight.) Leo tells him, and I've had enough of their banter. The elephant Sergio's referring to is the news of what happened in the warehouse. They're underbosses, so naturally pointless shit like that reaches them. I’ve been going around ensuring everything is set for tonight while overseeing a dozen other details, yet that’s what they’re most worried about.I take another drag of my cigar. "There's a file on my desk." Sergio scrambles to take it. I know it's him cause he knows my words are directed at him."I guess we're not addressing the elephant." I pull out
The Pensive Gentleman 89.
Marciano “Nicolas.” Her voice breaks in a way I’ve never heard before, with only one emotion pouring out of her—stark fear. She’s not just afraid, she’s terrified. And that rubs me off the wrong fucking way to the point where I almost regret bringing her here. Hearst opens his eyes, and when he sees her, a sly smile spreads across his lips. “Angelica.” She reacts to him instantly, taking a step back, unintentionally walking into my chest. A small gasp escapes her lips, and I place my hands on both sides of her waist to keep her steady, but all I feel is the quivering of her entire body. “He can’t hurt you,” I mutter in her ear, and her body stills. Just how much has she had to suffer at his hands, that just the sight of him is making her act this way? I hate it. “Finally! Someone worth seeing,” Hearst has the nerve to say. “This isn’t an ideal situation to see your father in, Angelica, but your husband is quite brutal, isn’t he?” She’s quiet and I understand it. Even
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AngelicaA sharp sting lands on my face the second I step into Nicolas’s office.Staggering back, my hand flies to my cheek, my brows furrowed as I stare back at him in shock.He chuckles, his eyes on me as he takes out his cufflinks.“My bad, did you think I wouldn’t hit you?” He arches his brow s
The Pensive Gentleman 51.
AngelicaI pace back and forth in my room, my thumb between my teeth, my heart pounding loudly in my ears.I didn’t sleep a wink. Couldn’t.Anxiety, shortness of breath, a mini panic attack… I had them all last night, and I’m not any better this morning.Nicolas wants to see me, and he told me to p
The Pensive Gentleman 47.
Angelica “What?” I stare wide-eyed at the bodyguard in front of me. I’m not sure what his name is, but I’ve heard the others call him Gypsy. “Don has requested your presence in the main house,” he repeats, word for word without stuttering. I blink multiple times, confused. I was already in bed
The Pensive Gentleman 46.
(Double POV moment) Angelica Over the last few days, I’ve been more confined than I ever was in Brown Hill. At least then, I knew what was happening. Here, I don't. I would've preferred for Marciano to lock me up in my room and tell me directly that I cannot go anywhere, rather than give me a fa
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