HELENA'S POV
I was hearing words that I did not understand, coming from a certain person that even confused me more. I shot him an odd look, but his face remained impassive.
"Do you – do you like me or something?" I asked him "Is that why you stalked me here? To kiss me? How did you – how did you know I was here?"
His eyes met mine directly and unwavering "I overheard your conversation with Dante and honestly before I heard that I had already planned to kiss you at midnight, good thing I just knew where to find you – a lot magic in that midnight kiss I hear?"
My mouth dropped and I couldn't fathom words except the pulsating anger that was coursing through me
"I think you need to lay off the drugs because you must be out of your goddamn mind? Are you fucking crazy" I yelled at him and his blank slightly amused stare only infuriated me further "You know what? I can't deal with this right now, I need to find Dante"
I pushed him out of the way but he held me back "Don't go after him"
"What?" I looked at him.
"He doesn't love you Helena, Dante is not capable of loving anybody, he is way too damaged and he'll destroy you"
"You don't know that, you're just saying that" I said back to him, the hollow in my chest growing deeper and Matteo's words filling the gap that I deemed empty.
"You know I'm not" his eyes held mine but I was unwilling to believe, Dante had come up here, he had made up his mind but Matteo had ruined it.
"Let go of me" I pushed him off angrily and ran down the stony stairs and nearly tripping when my dress caught on a sharp stone and trapping my dress in the process. I yanked it off immediately, the dress ripping but I didn't care, I needed to find Dante. I knew he was still around somewhere, the adrenaline rushing through could almost make me smell him. I walked along the grass bumping into drunken women with lacy masks tied to their eyes.
I looked around, my eyes squinting to find him just when I began to feel droplets on my skin and I looked up to the sky to find it raining, softly then to medium globs hitting the grass delicately. I felt my skin soak, the water dripping down my face, ruining my make up but I kept my eyes searching for Dante and just when I thought he had left I saw his tall silhouette brooding under the tree only that he was looking at me, an angry glare that I wished would soften but his stony jaw remained fix.
I walked towards him in desperation, the wet grass slowing me down but I kept my pace till I reached him.
"Dante I swear it's not what it looks like, it was set up, Matteo set the whole thing up"
"I know"
I stopped, looking at him "You know? How?"
"I overheard Matteo saying it to you"
I felt relief course through but still a weird tension still hung in the air and Dante's expression was proving it to me. His face stayed sour and his eye brows still crunched together in anger and it confused me. This was when he was supposed to kiss and tell me that he loves me, wrapping me in his dampness of his arms, why did he look at me like that? Like – like it was all some big chore to him.
"So what's the problem? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I can't love you Helena, that's what I came up to tell you"
The words dried up in my mouth, and the drizzling rain felt like little ice pellets on my skin.
"I came up there and a saw you like that with Matteo – I – I – lost it. I was going to kill him right there and he deserves it – that little prick but it's not that, I could have hurt you – "
"How – "
"You don't know what you do to me Helena. The thought of another man touching you drives me insane"
"Isn't that supposed to be a good thing?" my voice came out croaky and I couldn't even care.
"I'm a monster, I can't love you the way you want me to because with my love comes destruction. I have done things – "
"I don't care about the things you've done – "
"You should" he said but he continued "You should stay away from me –"
I was hearing all he was saying but it sounded like white noise in my ears. How couldn't he understand that I was attracted to all parts of him, both the good and the evil? How couldn't he understand how much I craved him each waking second, how much I daydreamed of the night we had and I wanted him every day after
I had been so upset that I didn't realize I was saying that out loud, and Dante was now peering at me with a surprised look, his eyes widening slightly.
"Helena – " he breathed my name in that sensual way that drove me crazy.
"What – "
I could barely complete my words pulled my roughly by my waist and crashing his lips into mine with a ferocity that nearly knocked me off my feet but his hands held me steady. His lips capturing mine felt like a necessity that I had been without for too long, he sucked on bottom lip with his tongue seeking entrance into my mouth and I let him in, welcoming his whiskey taste and licking them off his lips.
"I want you Helena – I want you like right now" he breathed into my mouth and I could only feel the vibrations in between my legs.
MATTEO'S POV
I could only feel a weird sting in my chest when I saw in his arms, I knew I was deliberately trying to keep her from him but I wasn't lying when I said Dante was dangerous but still I couldn't ignore the selfish streak that crossed my mind – I wanted Helena for myself.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Gianna's number, she picked on the first ring "How did it go?" her voice chimed through.
"You'll have to come back Gianna, if you really want him back, you'll have to come back"
She paused, the silence stretching between us and then I heard her voice.
"I'll take the next flight"