Chapter 108 The real reason
Alessandro's POV
"Alessandro! Something bad ..." Nikolai threw my office door open with so much force, the knob slammed against the wall.
That would definitely leave a mark.
I stood up in alert, placing my hand on my waist band, on top of my gun.
My eyes roamed around him and behind him, waiting for anything. My pulse quickened.
"What's the matter?" I asked him, frowning slightly at him.
He was literally shaking in fear.
"It's ... Oh fuck." He clenched his fist, trying to steady his breath.
"Can you calm down and talk?" My voice was laced with a bit of irritation.
I was on edge here.
"Madison." Nikolai said, taking a heave of breath.
My heart beat spiked up, on hearing her name.
"What happened to Madison, Nikolai. What bad news? Is it about about Madison?" Turning round the table, I walked towards him
"Madison is ..."
I tugged onto his shirt, pulling him closer. My nose flared as I stared into his eyes. "Fucking speak before I strangle the shit out of you."
"Madison is in a coma. They said she overdosed on a drug and chances of she being making it ..."
My ear tinged with a loud, piercing noise. My grip loosened. My body became lightweight as I stumbled back until my leg touched my table.
What?
I picked my key, rushing out of the office.
"Send me the fucking location to the hospital!" I yelled, running out of the Manor.
My heart beat was so loud, it was all I could hear.
I felt so uncomfortable in my skin. My body itched.
Please don't do this to me, Madison.
As I drove, I didn't care about anything or anyone. I ignored all traffic rules, speeding to the fullest.
I didn't even care if I hurt anyone.
They mattered less to me.
When I got to the hospital, I raced through the door, shoving everyone off my way. Swear dripped down my face profusely.
"Sorry, Sir. This is a restricted area for only family." A guard said, stopping me from entering into the door.
"Get the fuck out of my way, idiot. My woman is fucking in there." I pointed at the door. I tried to push in but three guards blocked my path, standing side by side.
I scoffed, pulling out my gun.
"Get the fuck out of my way!" I screamed, gaining attention from people.
"Sir, drop your guns down. This is a hospital." The guard spoke again, his tone warning.
"Or maybe I'd fucking help you shut the fuck up." I corked the gun, pointing it to his forehead. His eyes hardened. "Now tell them to get out of the fuck out of the door."
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." He shook his head.
"I'll fucking kill you! I'm not fucking kidding." This was his last chance.
"What's the commotion here?" Ivano's voice boomed as he stepped out from the door. His eyes blazed with anger as he sighted me. "Alessandro Bianchi."
Swiftly, I dropped my gun down. "Ivano. Ivano please I need to see Madison."
He nodded at the guards. They bowed and left us alone.
Then he glared at me. "You cannot see my daughter. Not now, not ever."
"Why the fuck are you doing this? I just want to see her this once. She... I... Just let me. Please." I begged. I didn't care.
"Doesn't your family just know how to destroy things? You entered into my daughter's life and destroyed her. It's because you that she's in there!" He roared, his voice echoing.
My face squeezed into a frown.
"Excuse you?" I took a step forward, growling at him. My blood boiled. "My fault? I came to you, Ivano." I poked his chest. "I asked you to drop the feud for our sake but you refused!"
It took a lot in me to beg him that day but then he reminded me why I never stopped too low.
He humiliated me that day.
"Yes. I don't want you any close to her!" Ivano pushed me back by my chest. "I don't want the son of a rapist marrying my daughter."
My forehead creased in confusion. My eyes darted to Mrs. Maria who just came out through the door, her eyes red and puffed.
"Son of a rapist? How dare you insult my father?" I growled, my tone sharp.
"Insult your father?" He laughed, painfully. His eyes darkened. "You don't know what he did?"
Huh?
"What do you mean?"
"Your stupid father is a fucking rapist who can't accept defeat or the fact that he lost!" Ivano yelled, his ear turning red. "He was lucky I didn't kill him that day."
My steps faltered backward, my head fuzzy.
I didn't understand shit.
"Are you saying..."
"That your father tried to rape my wife? Yes. You took over the stupid fight without knowing the full story?"
I shook my head. "No. My father said you felt threatened. He said you tried to incapacitate him because you wanted more power. You were scared of him and wanted to bring him down."
Ivano laughed bitterly, eyeing me in disgust. "Well, your father lied. Ask my wife. She'll tell you everything and after that, I want you to get the fuck out of our lives."
My eyes moved to Maria whose eyes were filled with tears. Her face was so dull and red from crying so much.
"Maria." I walked up to her, placing my hand on her shoulder. "Maria, tell me it's not true. Tell me that Ivano is lying!"
She shoved my hands off, her eyes boring into mine. "He's not. Your father almost raped me."
Her words were hard. Raw. Sincere.
She didn't falter one bit.
It didn't feel like something she had rehearsed.
"We used to be friends and it was that for me. I didn't see him as anything more but apparently he did." She sniffled, rubbing her arms lightly. "Then we separated for a long while and when we met, I was married to Ivano and was pregnant with Santiago. He, as well, was married to my friend, your mother."
Fuck.
My heart stopped beating.
"He threatened to get me back and kill Ivano if he had to. He tried and tried to abduct me but failed. He harassed me whenever he saw an opportunity, grabbing me inappropriately." Disgust was laced in her voice. She swallowed hard.
"You don't have to tell him everything." Ivano stood beside his wife, placing his hand on the small of her back.
"He deserves to know how vile his father is." She told her husband and then turned to me. "So years after I had just given birth to Madison, he strolled into our house, claiming to give me another child since Ivano couldn't."
She raised her hand to her mouth, muffling her cries.
I shook my head, not wanting to believe any of it.
"He tore my dress, forcing himself on me. I begged him but he wouldn't listen. He said he would've done it a long time ago rather than getting married to my friend to get to me." She sobbed.
"Jesus."
Igor.
You better say your last prayers.
"Until my second stepped in, meeting the ugly scene." Ivano took over seeing Maria couldn't continue. "He was lucky I didn't kill him but I haven't forgotten, Alessandro."
It all made sense to me.
Everything made sense to me.
The forbidden room in his manor.
The silent cries of my mother that she thought she perfectly hid away from all of us.
The allegations.
Fuck.
I had been a fool for 30 years.
"Now you know everything. I want you to leave and never look for my daughter." He frowned
Weakly, I looked between them.
"I'm sorry, Maria for everything." I told her softly, my heart heavy with remorse.
To think I was the son of a rapist.
And all my life, I had defended him!
"And Alessandro." Ivano called out to me. I turned to meet his gaze, "Your child is dead too."
My heart squeezed
No.
Madison was never going to forgive me.