The Dinner

Chapter five

Alcantara

My palms were sweaty as I stood in front of the mirror while the maids dressed me up in an elegant red dinner gown, I was sure I had never worn before.

They saw the ruined curtains on the floor and just kept quiet about it, asking me nothing, except my choice of jewelry and other body accessories.

When they were sure that I was all dolled up, the head maid comes in and tells me that I am already few minutes late for dinner and it would make the Bosses very annoyed.

She urged me to get up and hasten for the dinning room as il Sovrano and her son must be waiting for me.

I remember the words of the stranger I had met in that balcony; I would act when they least expect and escape from this place to see my brother.

I couldn’t help but wonder who that man at the balcony was and if he was also kidnapped like me, I would really love to help him too.

As I reached the Dining room, I was surprised by the very little table that only had Four chairs.

For a mansion as elegant and big as this, the dinning I stared at was very much middle class. It felt like a mistake on the architect's part.

“Erm Mrs...” I tried to speak to the maid beside me and realized that I hadn’t known the name of the Maid.

She looked at me and smiled.

“I am Miss Loretha and I know what you would like to ask.”

I stared into her eyes briefly and looked back at where we were heading to.

“This is the main dining room, meant for only Il Sovrano and Lord Alphonso, they believe in an intimate family like gathering and only used the major dining hall for Other associates or extended members of il sovrano and Alphonso Manuel.”

We were now closely approaching the room and even though the clothes I had worn felt comfortable, they began to feel tight.

I was anxious, not only because I could see the intimidating il Sovrano eating silently but because I could see the head of the Supposed man I was asked to get married to.

I wonder what I was going to see when he turned his face, I imagined that he would have a hideous scar on his face that was too scary to look at.

Or what if he was an animal oh, I was being ridiculous, but this was an effect of my fears.

I tried bracing myself, when Miss Loretha announced my Prescence.

“Lady Alcantara Walters at the table.”

Gosh I never knew that Italians were this fancy. Il Sovrano regarded me and stopped eating but then her supposed son stood up and slowly turned to face me.

“Glad you would be joining us for dinner miss Alcantara, I’m Alphonso, it is indeed a pleasure to meet you.”

I was avoiding his face until I had heard his voice, there was no way my eyes couldn’t resist looking up to see the Man which such perfect Baritone, my body quavered a bit and I just had to see his face now.

When my eyes met his, my brain immediately shut down for a second.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

I yelled in my mind.

I almost fell back in shock if not for the support of miss Loretha.

Concern however flickered on his face.

“Are you okay Miss Alcantara? You look Pale”

I wasn’t able to reply or say anything so Il sovrano decided to help the situation.

“When she eats, she will look a lot less pale, you two should sit down.”

I watched as Alphonso pulled out a chair for me and it was evident that all the guards and even Miss Loretha seemed surprised by his gesture and

I wondered why.

When he had settled back in his chair, I couldn’t help but look at his face more. I couldn’t even eat as I wondered why he was Acting like this was the first time that he had seen me.

Shit, he knew about my plans to escape, he was the stranger, does this mean that I am in trouble.

I couldn’t help but noticed that he had fabulous blue eyes, with a large frame that made me feel like he had a body that worked out often.

His black long sleeve shirt hugged his muscles tightly and I found my tense muscles loosening.

His long hair that was tied behind, made him look absolutely hot.

I just couldn’t get it.

How could someone with this exact face and looks not find a wife for himself?

Why does his mother have to kidnap someone to be his wife?

Was this man a monster or was there something I was missing in all of this.

I jerked back to reality when il sovrano berated me.

“Young woman we do not waste food in this house.” She spoke in Italiano making me apologize.

Just then a butler brings a tray with about Five phones on them. One had actually been ringing and they happened to belong to Il sovrano.

I was about to eat as she picked up the phone, but I paused when she handed it to me.

“Take it, your brother is on the line, you only have five minutes.”

Excitement coursed through my body as I took the phone and stepped out to a corner away from the Dining room.

“Micheal is that you?”

“Alcantara, you are okay thank goodness.”

I proceeded to ask him how he was and told him about how I divorced Pascal, I don’t know why I left out the part that I was kidnapped as I didn’t want him to worry.

He however said something that stunned me to the core.

“A lawyer saw me and told me that he had the resources to get me out of prison but only if you got married.”

It was a moment before he added.

“Are you okay? If you had just gotten divorced, why were you getting married again? What is going on? And how was that got to do with my freedom.?”

I tried to reply but then the prison guard must have taken the phone because I could no longer hear my brother’s voice.

I tried calling back but to no avail.

As I moved back to the dinning and returned the phone.

Why were this people doing this to me? Who were they really?

Il Sovrano stood and instructed her son.

“Take Her for a walk in the fields and both of you should get acquainted.”

I stared at Alphonso who was grinning mischievously.

“Okay mother, we will do just that. “

I glared at him in annoyance.