Chapter 96 Trap
Alexs POV
I watch her as she strolls out of the room and shuts the door behind her. The room falls to an overwhelming silence that threatens to drown me and my sorrows. Staring at the empty spot she stood just a while ago, I replay the moment she walked in, head again her fire glowing bright and hovering above her palm.
She was so calm and collected, somewhere between after breakfast and now my Cara Mia has become what she was always meant to be.
A bad ass witch
I am unhappy I missed the beginning of her transformation but I am even more unhappy about the state she found me in .
Pride fills my heart first, I always knew she would be a powerful witch ever since the day of her awakening. Despite her being upset with me I still can't help but feel proud of her .Should I chase after her? My mind tells me it's not the right time. I should figure out what exactly happened first.
Sighing I fold my arms on my chest as my mind returns to the main issue at hand and the reason why I found out so quickly that she can conjure flames from just a thought, without chanting a spell.
I sit down folding my legs in front of me as I try to recall just what happened after breakfast. I remember clearly Alessia had left with Enya for her lesson. I lingered back in the hall ,me and Frederick exchanging a few death glares before he gave up and left with Orzo mumbling something about checking the protective shield.
After they left Me and Luca had a few drinks with Angelica and my mind gets a bit fuzzy after that.
I never have more than two.
I remember being offered a third drink but I can't remember by whom.
I believe the third drink was spiked but how-to prove that is the main issue now.
I try very hard as sweat trickles down my brow but I can't even remember when Luca and Angelica left or how I even made it to this secluded living room with the ladies but I stand by what I said. My head feels like a few hours of my memory or more has been erased. That's why I told Alessia it seems a bit too convenient. Who stands to gain the most from
our falling out?
Frederic - I lean back in annoyance as jealousy fills me I have a flash back of my conversation with Alessia about him .How she paced calmly and said “He was my mothers choice for a reason ,She had promised my hand in marriage to him before I even knew what that meant ,A blood pact ,Our fates written together, sealed and accepted”
I growl low, leaping out of the chair, anger, jealousy filling me to the brim and almost choking me. My eyes narrows on the nearby wall as I walk over to it and punch it repeatedly, cursing under my breath
Stupido
Bastardi
Dammit
I do not even feel any pain in my hands because the pain in my chest? It overshadows it all. Soon enough the anger starts to subside. Staring at my hands I notice they are bloody and chapped. Pain always brings clarity and calm . I clench my fists tightly.
“Like hell he is your soulmate Alessia!” I growl onto the empty room. Fury like I have never felt before flashes through me like a hurricane. I can't lose her, not because of La Rosa dammit. I will procure a million La Rosas if it will keep her with me ,happy. She is the light to my dark, the ying to my yang. Finally, I am realizing just how deeply attached to her I am and I hope it is not too late to win her back.
“Fuck!” What a lousy turn of events, scowling I overturn the table with a loud deafening crash as all the proof of my activities scatter on the floor.
No one and I repeat no one takes what belongs to me. I run my hand through my hair and let out a deep breath. It took almost loosing her for me to finally realise I had fallen in love with her.
The way she teases Luca persistently
The way her eyes widen when she is surprised or scared
The way she slips her small hands into the crook of my arm
The way her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when she explodes in my arms!
Dios Mio! At first I thought it was just the need to possess her and protect what I see as mine , as we Mafians do but now, I understand it is more than that.
It finally is dawning on me that I will need to approach this calmly.I have to control my rage, losing control won't get me the answers I seek and it sure as hell won't make Alessia trust me again.
I feel a hollow pain in my chest as if a vital organs has been ripped and shred to pieces. Alessia didn't scream, or hit me rather she sprouted facts with a deadpan face and that hurt me more.
I rub my face tiredly… I can't give up, I won't ,I know I was tricked and I will get to the bottom of this debacle if it kills me, whoever it is underestimated me and just how far I will go to keep her by my side. I am a Ferrini we never lose.
I take deep breaths, Looking at the mess I made once more. I have a sudden flashback of how she looked at me before leaving, Eyes Narrowed filled with pain, shoulders straight. It broke my heart to pieces, she did not look at me like the Alex she used to lean on again but like a mere stranger.
I have to make this right and I have to do it soon. Grabbing a small handkerchief from my pocket I tie it round my right hand as I hear the room ease open and A feminine voice wafts over to me followed by a more masculine familiar deep one . Finally the chivalry arrives I face them my face set in a deep Scowl…