Chapter 38

Chapter 38

|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV||
I stared at the woman ahead in disbelief. She just stripped herself without hesitation. Cassandra was fully naked in front of me. Even I hated to say that she had actually no undergarments left underneath. Instead of feeling shy, she was smiling like a seductress.
I didn't even give her a full glance and marched over to her to pick up the clothes to cover her body. I growled at her face, infuriated,
" Fuck! Cassandra! Are you out of your mind? How can you act like a whore in front of me?"
I knew that Cassandra had a little obsession with liking me from our childhood. Hence, she always liked to stick to me, nagging me to do something every now and then. I always find it annoying. But I never expected that she would actually become a real whore one day. I mean, how could she just strip herself in front of me?
Suddenly, I compared her to Kiera who was still shy about me. Although we fucked many times, her body always felt stiff whenever I touched her.
Fuck..why is she always in my mind?
Cassandra suddenly clutched my hands together, tears pouring from her eyes,
" Why Luca? You used to tolerate me so much. Now, you don't even look at my face. Our families want us together. Why don't you see that I am yearning for you? I know that you like it rough and tough. I am willing to be strong for you. Why don't you just take me? I promise I will behave."
Her eyes held a certain madness that I had never seen in a woman before. It felt like she was obsessed with me. The desperation behind her tone was proof of it. She wanted to win me even while sleeping with me.
I blurted out coldly, shoving her hands off,
" I don't like you!"
She let out another hard sob, more tears slipped past her eyes. Her voice sounded broken as she kept convincing me with her words,
" Why don't you like me? We are a perfect match. Even my family..they can help you achieve more.."
It was the truth that the Mitchells were the most powerful family in Italy. They had connections with New York City's Mafia who eventually helped them to run their illegal businesses. Their bond became so strong that local gangsters began to fear the Mitchells naturally but fuck..did she think that Azrael De Luca would die without their help?
I stomped back reflexively, hated to see her melodrama that made me feel sick,
" GET OUT!! GET OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I CALL THE GUARDS!"
Her body shuddered from the velocity of my words. Letting out another loud sob, she practically ran out of the room as if I had forced myself on her.
I kicked the table, breaking the vase into pieces out of rage. What happened to me?
Cassandra was undoubtedly a beauty but I didn't feel the urge to take her even though she was standing naked in front of me. No matter how hard I tried, that one face haunted me.
I picked up the phone to check the notification. No phone calls! No text messages!
Did she care about me? Fucking No!
I forced her to become my mistress. I forced her to carry a baby. Why would she care for a monster like me?
But the temptation of hearing her voice was too much for me. I wanted to hear her before going back to sleep so that I could get rid of my bad habit of sleeping next to her. Since she stayed with Ryan these days in our mansion, it became a habit of feeling her presence next to me at night.
Kicking off the hesitations from my mind, I dialed her number finally. The call rang a few times but no one answered. I kept trying but she didn't receive the call for once!
Fuck! Was she ignoring me?
Loosing over my temper, I slammed the phone hard on the floor. It cracked before turning off immediately.
Only this woman has the nerve to ignore my call in this whole world!
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|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV ||
" Go to sleep now baby!", I kissed my son's forehead as I sang him a lullaby. But this little guy kept opening his eyes. He told me that he had missed Luca badly these days. I guess, that's what people say "Blood is thicker than water". Although they met each other for a short time, their bond was very strong. It made me jealous sometimes. To him, he was the most obedient kiddo on earth.
Ryan suddenly looked up at me, his curious eyes searching for answers,
" Mommy! Uncle Luca said that he was my only father. Is that true?"
I was shocked for a while. Though I preferred him to tell Ryan decently it looked like he had confused my son with his words.
Sigh..how could I expect a gangster to act decently?
I still debated my answer. But Ryan should know the truth. He had been yearning for his father ever since he grew up. He deserved to know the truth. At least when he was present here with him.
I sighed heavily, replied with a forced smile,
" Yes...He...he is your real father..."
The reaction on my son's face was the best reward of my life. His eyes danced in happiness, lips forming into a big grin. His tone sounded excited before he asked me, expecting,
" Really? Really? Can I call him 'Dad' then?"
My lips twitched into a warm smile. Although, the truth hurt me the most, at least my son was happy. I ruffled through his messy hair, and hummed before giving him another goodnight kiss,
" Yes, when he returns!"
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I pushed open the door of my room. The sudden emptiness of this room made my heart blank. I didn't know why his absence affected me so much. I should be happy to be free like a bird. But No! Here, I kept missing him every now and then especially when I didn't need to fear anyone. So, I buried myself under piles of work to forget about him.
Initially, I reached for my phone first to check before sleeping. I was surprised to see so many missed calls from him. I called him back but the call went straight to the voice message, disappointing me.
My heart felt heavy instantly. Letting out a long sigh, I fell back on the bed, intending to sleep so that his face wouldn't haunt me anymore.
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|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV||
" Are you sure that you want to apply for full custody?", David asked in a voice of worry, his eyes glued to my face.
I hummed softly, letting out a heavy sigh. I couldn't stay there for more than 2 days. It started to drive me crazy how their presence made me uncomfortable. So, I decided to come back fast through our private jet.
Did I have any choice? Hell No! Grandpa would make sure to file for custody sooner or later! Things would turn worse if he took the charge by himself. It was for the best that I applied for it on my own.
" It's going to hurt her...", David murmured in a low voice, his voice dripping with concern for Kiera. He continued in a deep, thoughtful voice,
" Fighting for custody means you will no longer have any relationship with her. You won't probably see each other ever. Think about it, Luca! Don't regret it later."
His words hit my heart hard. Something bothered my feelings when I thought that I wasn't going to see her again. Fuck! Ryan would be with me. Why would I want her?
I swallowed hard thickly and asked back, skipping his obvious eyes,
" Where is she?"
David replied in a professional tone, scrolling through the iPad,
" Shooting! She is shooting for a magazine today in CCB Tower. Where do you want to go first? To see the little prince?"
It was hard to decide at that point. I was missing both of them immensely in reality. How could I let go of her? I was left with no choice but she was going to hate me more when I applied for full custody. Everything needed to be done secretly. I didn't wish to ruin her career because of me.
I sucked a deep breath, mumbled without meeting David's eyes,
" CCB Tower first! Then..we will go for Ryan.. together.."
David shook his head with a smile. He mumbled back, tapping on his iPad casually,
" I knew it, Luca! I had told everyone to arrange the car already. Can I say something?"
I gave him a glance, meaning that he could go ahead speaking. His gaze deepened meaningfully as he told me in a genuine voice,
" This battle of custody is going to be harder for you than Miss Stevens."