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Amelia's POV
"Move closer." Alessandro said in a commanding voice and I dragged my legs forward, stopping just a step away from him.
My gaze is fixed on the floor and I folded my hands to cover my vagina.
"Sit here." He tapped his thighs and I looked up, my mouth slightly opened.
"W...what do you mean?" I blinked my eyes. "On your laps?"
He tapped it again. "Don't make me repeat myself."
I nodded slowly and sat on his thighs, my legs at either side of him. My wide-opened pussy was facing his dick literally and this just made me remember what happened in the wet dream I had.
What the hell was he trying to do? Why was his gaze so fixed on me?
"Zip down my pants." He ordered and again, my eyes popped out. Zip down his pants?
Wasn't this not exactly what you wanted, Amelia? For him to suck and fuck you? Now that he was starting it, why am I acting like I don't like want it?
"O.. okay." I nodded again and as I laid my hands on his zipper, he grabbed my neck.
"You ladies...you guys just think you can get everything you want just because you have a fucking hole in your vagina?" He growled and I widened my eyes in shock, reeling from the pain of his hard grip on my neck.
He looked so yummy, handsome and sexy the other time, but now he looked so dangerous.
His eyes were like blazers; red with anger. What have I done?
"A... Alessandro, p...please stop." I begged but his grip only tightened more.
"It's fucking Sir Alessandro to you, okay??!" He yelled at my face and my face wrinkled up as tears streamed down my cheeks.
"P…. please stop." I coughed out, pleading for mercy but he didn't listen.
He growled loudly and throws me on the bed angrily, gathering my hair in his hands.
"Shut up!" He raised his index finger. "What did you come to do in my room? I thought I told you to do something? And where the hell is it?" He demanded and I pointed at the bedside table.
"It's over there. I've been done with it for long. Please... don't hurt me." I begged with teary eyes and he scowled, his chest heaving with anger.
"Get out of here!" He pointed at the door and I quickly rushed out of his bed.
"And what are you still doing there?" He looked up from his phone and I gulped before speaking, hugging my naked body.
"Please...can I get one of your shirts?"
He rolled his eyes at me and strode to his wardrobe, throwing a shirt on me.
I picked it up from the floor and slowly put it on. I stopped at the doorstep and turned to look at me.
His eyes flashed with some pity but they were replaced by a deep shade of disdain.
I turned the doorknob and ran out of his room.
Fuck this! I couldn't believe this was the man I have loved, love isn't cruel, is it?
Wait, did he even love me?
"Why are you crying?" The voice was Vivianne's and I halted in my steps as she showed up.
Wait, was she stalking me?
"Nothing?" She asked, folding her arms when I shook my head.
"Yeah, nothing. I actually tripped on my way…."
"On your back back from Alessandro's room?" She asked, her voice so filled with suspicion.
I bit my lip and nodded slowly. "Y...yeah. I...went to drop something at his room."
"Why do you I always see you wear his shirt on your way out? Is there something wrong? You smell a lot like him." Vivianne stated the obvious and I tucked my hair behind my ear.
Why was she so smart? This girl….
Before I could speak, she grabbed my hand and dragged me to her room.
"Sit there!" She pointed at her bed and I chuckled, nodding to show negation.
"Are you serious right now?"
"Sit! It's an order. Will you sit or stand?" She raised her brow, gesturing towards her queen sized bed.
I lifted my hands in surrender and sat down. "So why did you call me down here?"
"I want you to be my nanny, Amelia." Vivianne said and my mouth hung in surprise.
"Your nanny?"
"Yeah." She nodded. "This isn't me asking you. It's an order and you can't decline, Amelia."
"What makes you think I can be the best nanny for a cocky and rude girl like you?" I came out straight.
There was no emotion on her face. Her attitude was just like her uncle.
So rude and Sharp mouthed.
"Yes, I don't think so. I know so, Amelia." She replied, sitting beside me and pulling the hem of my shirt.
No, this wasn't mine and could never be mine! I just hate that guy so much. I hate you Alessandro.
"It's no mystery the reason why you always meet up with Alessandro. You're not only his worker and all you two do, remind me of my s.. scars."
I suddenly got interested and stood up, moving closer to her. "W... what's wrong, Anne? What are you saying?"
*****
Alessandro's POV
I was simply going crazy. This minute I'm raging and then the next I'm tripping.
Some minutes ago, I was angry at Amelia but now I wanted her back in my room; to apologise for my actions.
I can't simply get angry at her simply because Regina has hurt me.
I picked up the files she submitted to my room and went through it. Wow, perfect.
I had never thought she could come out with answers so fast.
My lips curled up into a smile as I picked up the strand of Amelia's hair lying on one of the papers.
Her scent...her hair strands. Why did she have to leave traces that got me thinking about her?
"Gianni, we now have the location to the warehouse." I said, walking out of my room as Gianni followed closely behind.
"Gather the escorts, I mean able men; the most competent ones and not the ones who would shudder at the sound of a gunshot." I continued and I know Gianni would have chuckled but he wasn't so dumb not to notice I wasn't in a good mood.
"Trust me to never do that, Capo. I'll take the competent ones beside the one who would shudder are still the beginners at training. I can't be a fool to take them along." He replied, trying not to laugh and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Get all the goods and burn down the warehouse." I ordered and Gianni nodded before moving down to work.
I smirked. This is just the beginning, Russo. I'd so much desk with you until you beg for death.
So much heat. Hell! Why do I feel so hot? I was unbuttoning my shirt when my chest hit a pair of soft boobs and I looked up to see Amelia standing before me.
I just bumped into her. Her lips, her boobs. A part of her breasts were revealed cause three of the buttons were left undone.
She quickly buttoned up when she caught me staring but before that she pushed my hand off her waist.