55.
Alessandro's POV
I sipped gently from the glass of whiskey in my hand, still watching Amelia who was still in the dungeon, groaning in pains.
For some reasons, I still wanted to keep her there to prove a thing; that I was merciless and unforgiving as she had mentioned.
I didn't want her to think I was weak with my emotions. Never.
But I changed a bit of my plans and ordered her to be served only once a day.
Gianni walked in after knocking and stood behind me, watching me.
"What do you want, Anni?" I asked without turning around. Even without looking at him, I could feel his intense gaze on me.
What could be wrong?
"How did the talk with Regina go?" He asked, placing his hand in my shoulder this time.
I chuckled and swung his palm away. "Don't provoke me, Gianni." I growled, shutting down the laptop as I didn't want him asking me questions about what I was watching.
But just as the curious cat he was, he inquired about it.
"What are you watching? Amelia, again? Are you sure you don't want to get her out of that place already?"
I turned around and Gianni moved backwards, raising his palms in surrender as he saw the scowl on my face.
"Easy, Capo. I was just curious."
"Curious, huh? Just get out, I'm not in the mood for petty talks, Gianni. And about Regina, I'll talk to you later. Don't make me lose my last nerve." I hissed, rubbing the space between my brows.
"Alright then. I'd just come back but in the meantime. Would you like to visit the Club tonight? Benjamin shipped in some hot German babes and I'm sure you'd like them. I swear I already have a boner speaking about them." Gianni chuckled, rubbing the outline of his slightly erected dick.
I cocked a brow at him. "like seriously, uh? Tell me why that girlfriend of yours is still obsessed over you. Does she know this side of you?"
"Vesper is kind, Capo." He replied after a chuckle. "She knows I do this."
I nodded my head and took a little sip. "I'm kinda surprised how she moved from your plaything to your girlfriend, are you planning something big?"
Gianni shook his head, running his hands through his hair. "I'm just 30, Capo. I don't plan to start a family already. Something big, uh? Nah."
"How did you grow feelings for Vesper? Is this real or just a fragment of your thoughts?"
Seriously, the question I just asked Gianni was supposed to be directed at me.
My feelings for Amelia, are they real or just a fragment of my thoughts?
I doubted it. It just had to be a fragment of my thoughts.
"The girl is a fucking charmer, Capo." Gianni began. "from being good in bed, she gripped my heart and I can't seem to let go."
I nodded slowly and puffed some smoke from my pipe before replying, "If this relationship of yours would make you lose focus then you'd have to forget everything about her. Is that clear?"
I was only allowing all of this because Gianni had been with me for many years and he deserved this.
If he wanted the slave I gifted him to be upgraded to his girlfriend then that's absolutely fine by me.
"Sure, Capo. Do you mind stepping out for a while? I mean the club?" Gianni asked again and with just a stern look from me, he scurried out of the room.
I don't think I'd be needing that for now.
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"Do you always have to be defiant?" I groaned, tying Amelia's hands together as she wouldn't allow me treat the wound on her.
I didn't have a choice than to drag her out of that gloomy cell as I couldn't take it anymore to see her in pain.
"Just lie and stay still. Your ass cheeks are damn red." These are the results from her receiving many slashes from my whip.
She groaned as I applied the ointment. And my eyes moved subconsciously to her each srcond and my heart would break and heal again. Tear up and mend up again when I laid my eyes on her boobs.
They looked so lively when when she looked so pale.
"Would you like some soup?" I put the box away and took the bowl of hot soup I got earlier and sat back on the bed.
"You know it would ease the cold. I can see you have a running nose." I asked, raising the bowl up a bit but she shook her head and shifted away from me.
"I don't want it. I...I only want to be in my room, away from you." She replied and I nodded slowly.
"It's... it's okay. I'd just step out for a while." I said and stood up. I stopped at the door and turned to look at Amelia whose eyes also met with mine.
She quickly looked away, wrapping her arms around her body as she shivered.
My eyelashes fluttered and I felt a pang of guilt in my heart.
Finally, I was about to leave the room and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for myself.
Coming back, my phone beeped with a call from my dad and when I didn't pick up, he sent a text.
:We should meet and talk:
I knew what he was driving at. He would ask what was going on between Regina and I. That was clear.
: When is Aunt coming to pick Vivianne up? It's been weeks now:
I replied, ignoring his message. My phone beeped again; a provoked message.
:Is that what you'd say? Is your brain so tangled up that you can't think? Meet me at the Hillside tomorrow. Unfailingly!:
I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket. Unfailingly? I don't think I have the strength for some boring lectures.
Nope.
Fuck no.
By the time I got to my room, Amelia was asleep already; curled up in my bed, naked.
The wounds are going to hurt if she put something on. Yeah. But did she have to shoot out her ass like that?
I halted at the doorstep, gulping down nothing.
What was this for God's sake? Why was my dick reacting?
Sandro, must you get a boner every time?!