Inara_Me

*Dark Romance* 

"Search the name, Angelo de Alassandro." He said.

Now she was doubtful why would she have to search his name? She did it and the search was normal; it was like searching for any other business man.

But a few caught her attention.

'Angelo de Alassandro linked with the underworld.

'De Alassandro associated with the recent gun fire.'

'Another body found inside a dumpster, to be linked with the de Alassandro group.'

The links did not stop. They more she scrolled down the more she read and the more gut twisting they got. She did not know how to react with the situation especially when the man who was supposedly linked with them was sitting right next to her. She was reading them with so much attention that she did not notice Angelo standing behind her. He was enjoying her reactions and her curiosity to read more.

He bent down to her ear causing her breath to be hitched. He leisurely stroked her face and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Do you think that can be rumours?" Calmly he spoke in her ear.

"They could be," She spoke diplomatically.

He chuckled, "well, they are not." He confirmed.

(I don't stand for abuse but I need to show it for the development of my characters.)

Infatuation of Darkness

Alexis never thought that painkillers could be that effective. She did not feel any pain from the burns and the skin which was damaged lightly from the cuffs last night. The talk she had with Nikita felt like a dream if she had not found the piece of paper in which Nikita had written all the rules for her to keep a track of. Alexis still could not believe that there were rules in marriage, hell, there were rules in a house but marriage? Never heard of it.

She was given a sponge bath as advised by the doctor for the burns and her medicines in the morning which were to be given before breakfast but she still had not seen Agatha.

Another maid, Marry she was called along with two other maids to help her get dressed.

A chair was pulled out by Angelo and back in place by him as she sat in it. "Good morning Alexis," he greeted with a tiny smile. "How are you?" There was sincerity in his eyes.

Chapter Thirty