That Night
RUSSO EL MASSIMO
We had arrived back at home and Rosaline had hurried off to her room and shut herself off. She still wasn't willing to tell me what had happened to her.
There was no way she could have met anyone in the two minutes that she was away from me but her phone was with her. Someone had sent something to Rosaline and whatever the bastard or bitch sent was something that would put Rosaline off about me. The bastard had made her cry, made her yell, made her cancel a trip we were fucking excited for.
But what exactly had Caramia found out? And as much as I fucking wanted to respect Caramia's privacy, I needed to know what message she had gone so I just might have her emails hacked into but there was nothing.
Knowing Caramia, she definitely cleared the emails and messages knowing that it would be easy for me to check her messages and emails.
"So you are mad that she is ending things?" Diego asked. He had come over after finding out that I was back so soon.
"Shut the fuck up. Someone sent something to her and Cara isn't saying a word to me. Fuck..." I cursed.
"It's so easy to torture information out of someone but I can't do anything to get information out of Caramia other than fucking try to persuade her to say something"
"Maybe she would open up later?" Diego shrugged his shoulders.
"Did the situation I told you about just now seem like what she would just magically open up about later?"
"Well, whoever sent her the email would definitely be sending another email to her soon or probably be meeting up with her soon. They have to communicate somehow."
"I know that" I groaned.
"Then just wait for the next move to be taken"
"And how long am I supposed to fucking wait? Her fucking birthday is four days away. I am going to spend her birthday with her in this situation?"
"Russo" Diego looked at me for a while and sighed, looking away.
"Fine, then what are you going to do?" He asked and I pressed my lips into a thin line.
Rosaline was so not going to like the method I was thinking about but if she didn't tell me what happened very soon, I would be forced to actually go through with my plan. It might end up in me killing someone but if that happened, it would still be a pleasure because I had long been fighting the urge to kill that person anyways.
I picked the glass of beer and took a gulp.
"Wanna go out and have fun a little to get your mind off this?" Diego asked.
"Looks like I am in the mood to have fun?" I questioned him with a grim look and he shrugged lightly.
"You know how you are right now? You are like a husband who got a big scolding from his darling wife."
"Shut the fuck up and go fuck around like you want to" I rose up from my seat.
ROSALINE
My phone wasn't private anymore. I knew for sure that getting access to my phone was one of the easiest things for Russo to get done.
If I texted a venue back to this anonymous person I was going to meet, Russo was going to find it out no matter how quickly I deleted it. And if I called the anonymous person, he would also find that out.
Yet, I had to meet with this person and find out exactly what was happening.
"I hope I am not making the wrong decision" I whispered to myself before texting Melinda the address of a cafe and time being 8am.
It didn't take long at all before Melinda called me.
"Hey, Mel"
"You finally texted me. Having so much fun with your new guy that you completely forgot about my existence?"
"That's not it. And don't say more on this call and don't text me too. Let's meet at the address I sent to you. We have to meet up and talk about this"
"Uhm... Sure. Sure thing, we do have to meet up." Melinda replied and I ended the call.
I gulped down and dropped my phone. Once I meet up with Melinda tomorrow morning, I would be able to use her phone to text and schedule a meeting with this person.
I wanted to find out the truth. I wanted to know if Russo ever cared about me or this was all just a faux and he was just having fun with the daughter of the family he killed. Maybe he had never even seen himself as part of the family.
"Cara?" I heard his voice at my door and I felt my heart jump.
The door opened and Russo walked in with a tray in his hands.
"You haven't eaten all day. Do whatever you will but don't starve yourself" he dropped the tray on my bedside table.
I glanced over at the food and I could almost hear hateful words of how he would kill me. What if he had already found out that I knew something? What if the meal was poisoned?
But would Russo go through the stress of poisoning? If he wanted me dead, he would shoot me point-blank.
"You seem calmer now, Cara" he sat on my bed but I looked away from him.
I felt his hand gently hold my chin and he turned my face towards his.
"I don't know what you saw and I don't know what bastard is trying to make you suddenly hate me but I will let you know one thing, I will never hurt you, Caramia" his hand trailed to my shoulder and down to my hand.
He picked my hand up and I watched as he kissed the back of my hand and then my palm.
"Whatever you saw, I need you to talk to me about it."
"I don't want to" I whispered.
"You don't want to? Or you were told not to?"
"Listen to me, the easiest way to ruin anything and everything is misunderstandings, Caramia. Tell me what you saw and I will clear it up." his voice was soft and he had my hand on his chin as he looked into my eyes.
I could feel my heart pounding and the urge to spill the truth to him and desperately beg him to clarify things to me came over me but I resisted that urge.
In this line of business, I knew a little of what happened. I knew what families did to each other and how absolutely no one could be fully trusted.
I wanted to trust Russo badly but I also... That video... And also that woman... Russo was hiding too many things away from me. I couldn't trust him... He...
No, not yet.
"Let me be, Russo. Please... I... If this, if what I saw was a misunderstanding, I will find out myself. For now, I just don't want to see you. Be the distant uncle, stay far from me for now."
I saw his jaw clench.
"That's not going to fucking happen, Caramia. I can't stay away from you anymore" he groaned and before I could understand his next movement, Russo's lips were on mine.
I froze, not wanting to kiss him back but not finding enough will to push him away from me. I wanted him, still... I... Oh heavens, help me make the right fucking decision.
His lips sucked mine with a ferocity that I couldn't match up with the moment I kissed him back. My hands wrapped around his neck as his tongue licked my lips and then slid into my mouth.
What was I doing? What the hell was I doing?
I took my hands off and gave him a hard shove which didn't even get him to budge but he broke the kiss and I looked away quickly from his mesmerising gaze.
"I swear, Caramia, if this misunderstanding lasts so long to ruin our plans more than it already has, when I get it resolved, you are going to fucking beg. A lot."