28.
Alessandro's POV
I seriously needed to clear my head or Amelia might just end up driving me nuts.
My plan was to punish and make her regret her actions but I ended up doing the opposite.
I felt like I'm being too soft on her. Normally, I would've killed anyone who dares to try that with me but with Amelia, I just feel different.
I'm….am I being too soft with her? Definitely not? I'm just…. I'm just getting muddled up.
I got into my Bentley car and drove myself to the bar. Taking a driver wouldn't he necessary now, driving a long way clears any worrying thoughts off my mind so I guess driving myself would be best.
I sat down at my regular spot and just expected, different sluts came swinging their ass at me but I wasn't interested.
I have a slave who has bigger butt than theirs and they don't interest me at all. Fuck, I'm thinking about Amelia again.
What has this girl done to me?
I need Gianni to do some more checking to her background. She must be a successor of some witch, yes of course.
I don't even feel for Regina that way and speaking about Regina, she hasn't come back to the house yet and neither has she given me a call.
I picked up my phone and tapped on her caller ID which I saved with 'La Rosa'. I hesitated for a while before dialing her number but she didn't pick up this time again.
Regina meant a lot to me and it felt sad to realise that the woman I've given all my heart and love for 12 years now, doesn't even act like I exist.
There was something fishy under the cover, yeah and that I'm going to unravel.
I just have to wait and calm down until Gianni comes back with the report.
Whether Amelia manipulated the receipts or not, I'll know, soon.
I have a feeling that she's telling the truth but I'll not conclude so fast. Right now, I just have to sit on the fence and don't trust either of them.
Women are vixens, I know that but whoever is the guilty one would face my wrath and I don't even care whether it's Regina.
The fact that she's pregnant or claims she pregnant is making me handle her with care but the time will come when the beast in me will fully awaken.
"Oi, Don DeMarco." One of the sluts waved at me. The others had backed off when they saw I wasn't reacting to their touches.
I looked up to see the lady in front of me and it's my favourite fuckmate, Rosalie.
"A penny for your thoughts, Sandro." She knelt in front of me, her fingers crawling up my thighs to grab my dick but I yanked her hand off and this action surprised her.
Yeah, I haven't reacted this way towards her before and she must be stunned to know that the man who loves nothing but to bend her over was suddenly disinterested in her.
Rosalie put on a smile and tried her luck again. "don't you notice some changes in me, Alessandro." She said, sliding down her armless top. "Don't you see that my boobs have grown bigger?"
Rosalie knows that the part I love most in a woman's body is her breasts and now she's using that to get my attention.
Well, it worked and now I found myself staring at her but my dick didn't twitch like always.
"This is strange?" I frowned. "For your boobs to have grown bigger in the space of three days then I guess you really have a rapid growth, Rosalie."
Rosalie giggled and rushed my cock through my trousers as she saw I was now getting attracted to her. But really, I was picturing her face as Amelia's.
"No, Sandro. This is called BBL. Do you like them now? I wanted it much bigger since I know your preference; big boobs and perky nipples. Here are they, touch them." A frown replaced the smile on her face when I didn't reply her and focused on sipping the wine in my hand.
"Don't you like them, Sandro?" Rosalie pouted, "why aren't you responding? Don't you like them? Look at them, my tits are perky, just the way you like it."
"Stop Amelia, I'm not in the mood." I sighed, slapping her hands off my thighs.
"Amelia?" Rosalie's face flashed with jealousy. "Is that the name of your new favourite slut? Now I'm old school to you?"
"Yes." I nodded. "Amelia is my favourite slut but she doesn't work here." I quickly added when Rosalie kept looking around.
"Sandro? What's wrong? Take a look at my butt too." She ground her ass over my dick and I just stood up and walked away from her.
I picked up my phone and sent her some money.
#That's your pay for this night. Don't come to me, I'm not in the mood.#
I slid my arms around the sofa I was sitting on and threw my head backwards, sighing.
"Regina, it better not be what I'm thinking."
She wouldn't betray me, would she?
"Hey, Alessandro DeMarco is here!" I can never mistake the voice of that old fool. That's Russo.
"All hail the Mighty one!" He chanted again but I didn't bother to turn around before replying him.
"What do you want, Russo?" I snapped at him. "isn't it enough that you've been a thorn in the flesh lately?"
He sat in front of me and crossed his legs. "A thorn in the flesh? I haven't only been that, DeMarco. I have been also a pain in the ass— your fucking ass." He mocked. "I know I'm a bad guy."
"What games are you playing, Russo?" I raised my brows at him and he laughed out, raising his hands.
"None actually but whatever it is, I will surely win." He swore.
I scoffed, gulping down some wine. "For ten years, Russo, you have been a complete jerk and ingrate. But You can never mess with me the way you did with my father, you betrayed him so bad and you're not even remorseful about it."
Russi has always been my father's most trusted man but everything turned around when he betrayed my father, stole a lot of money and killed my mother.
I have avenged her death by wiping out his whole family but have spared him. Yet, he keeps giving me a reason to put a fucking bullet on his skull.
"The only reason I'm not killing you is because of the promise your grandfather made to my father. I'm not so nice and you know it." I gritted my teeth, glaring at him. ..
"I'll come for you, Alessandro DeMarco." Russo smirked, "I'll take everything you love and even that little sex slave of yours."
My brows creased when I heard him speak. He shouldn't be speaking about Amelia, is he?
"Your little amoretto." He laughed, "I've heard a lot about you guys and she has managed to save some space in your bastard of a heart, ain't she?"
My curiosity got piqued and I rose to my feet, grabbing Russo's shirt.
"Who the hell is feeding you with all these shit!" I yelled, spitting on his face. "Stay away from Amelia or you'll pay with your life!"
"Oh! Her name is Amelia? Oops, I heard about that too, nice name for some bitch who's gonna be sliced into halves soon."
"You…" I was about to punch him on the face when my phone rang and the call was from Gianni.
"What's wrong?"
"The house has been invaded by some guys and we can't find Amelia."
"Uh, wait what?"
"The beginning of doom!" Russo laughed and my phone dropped from my hand.