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 took some moisturizer in her palm and mindlessly applied it to her arms. She was thinking about what she had asked Blake to do for her. Why would she want to know anything about Aston Johnson, wasn't it enough that he was in the past, why did she have to bring him in the future?

Why did she have to ask about him? Now she wanted to change her decision about it but she also did not want the Blake to think that she was an indecisive person. What was worse than assistant thinking that his boss was and decisive and was going to change her decisions every 10 minutes?

Sighing, she placed the bottle of moisturizer down with some more in her palm and applied it to her feet. Why would you want to know about Ashton why? why?

Forget it. She could never know what she wanted.

"They are healing...." She muttered as she ran she fingers over the scars the abuse from Angelo.

There, she said it. Abuse, not punishment.

Chapter One hundred and five.