Lahat ng Kabanata ng She's an Assassin: Falling for the Enemy : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered. Marco pulled into the valet drop off zone and highlighted from his car and handed the car key over to a valet. Alessa’s door was opened by a valet, and she stepped out of the car. She crossed over to the other side where Luca stood and, side by side, they walked into the club.Once inside the club, Marco’s presence commanded instant attention. Heads turned, conversations paused, and whispers were heard. Alessa, walking right by his side while maintaining the pace, scanned the whole room in an instant. The special ability

Alessa sat on the sofa. She wore a skimpy short and one of Marco's shirts she had taken from his closet, her bare legs were tucked under her as she tapped away on the screens of her mobile phone. Marco sat directly across from her, his face showed how exhausted he must have been from the activities of the day, yet he sat there and admired her with what seemed like pride. He held a glass of whiskey in his hand as he turned from side to side on the rotating chair he sat on. His tie was loose and his sleeves were slightly rolled up, a rare display of ease from Marco. A half-finished chess game sat on the beautiful wooden furniture between them, Alessa's king trapped in a cunning gambit Marco had used.“You're cheating,” Alessa said as she untucked her right foot and slightly nudged his left knee with it.“Yes I am, and that is because you taught me how to” Marco countered, grinning as he took her rook.The tension between them has gotten easy in recent days. She was always happy to have

Isabella’s deadline was fast approaching and Alessa, knowing her well enough, knows she’ll keep her word and kill Antonio.What could she do now? She thought to herself, but nothing came to mind. She knew she had to take herself to Isabella if Antonio had to walk free. “I will go to Isabella tomorrow,” she said, finally breaking the loud silence that had been in the penthouse ever since she asked about Carlo Salvatore. “I don’t have any other choice. Isabella wants me, so I might just go to her.”“No, that is not going to happen!” Marco said, in an almost roaring voice, as he stood up from the sofa where he sat. He didn’t realize the bottle of champagne he was drinking was still in his hands. “What other choice do we have?” Alessa asked genuinely. Marco's grip tightened on the bottle of champagne as he realized he held the bottle in his hand. “I don’t know… yet. We have to figure something out. Going to the cagna is too dangerous.” He placed the champagne bottle down on the table,

Alessa's phone buzzed, and a message showed up on her screen. She picked up the phone to check the text she’d gotten. It was a text from Marco. She unlocked her phone and read the text, “Rafael is the mole. Isabella is Vittorio’s biological daughter.” It was a short and concise text with more weight than a thousand-word essay. Alessa sat quietly, her lips tightly sealed, as she had nothing to say.“Knock, knock,” came the knocking sound on the door of her room. She became alert. “ Who’s there?” she asked as she sat erect from the bed. “I’m the one, La mia sorellina,” Isabella answered from the door. “I have something for you”Alessa reluctantly stood from the bed and walked to the door. “What do you want now?” She asked as she opened the door. Her countenance did little to hide her discomfort. She would rather not be there, she just wanted to go back to her life, to being Alessa Romano, the skilled assassin who lived independently. “I just came to talk. What is wrong with you, did yo

The silence in the room was loud. Isabella's face was corroded with a vile smirk. She knows Alessa never saw that coming. Alessa was standing still, her face pale. She couldn’t even move a muscle. It seemed as though she had gone into a paralytic state. Isabella held her shoulders and began speaking, “You see why I want what is best for you?” She said bending her head to see Alessa's face completely. “He left us, he abandoned you, and now I want to bring everything you should’ve had back to you. I intend to bring the world you deserve to your feet”Alessa was still lost for words. She shrugged her shoulders to release herself from Isabella’s grip. She went over to the velvet oversized armchair in the room and sat and folded her hands between her legs. Isabella went to stand by her. “You don’t have to think much about it. I know it’s a lot to process right now, so I think I should just leave you to it,” she said as she began walking towards the door. “I will be back later.”“Wait…!”