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

"I didn't know what to say to them." He grimaced a bit. "I don't know what you would like for me to say to them. Something that would make you feel no less than yourself in front of them." He rubbed his forehead and continued, "I have not informed anybody about this but if you want, I can. Just tell me what you want me to say to them."

He was right, she bitterly thought to herself.

His words had struck a chord. She knew that he was right. Whatever had happened to her, if anyone knew about it their perspective for her would surely change. The respect that once held in the eyes for her would vanish and be replaced by pity. She didn't want anything like that to happen and for that, she has to make sure that this was all wrapped up.

So he was right, they should not tell anyone what happened. As much as the matter that should be given the importance that it needed it was also important that she did not feel any poor of herself.

Chapter One hundred and thirty-seven