Chapter 3

I was so upset that I stumbled out of the hall until I finally managed to lock myself inside my room, I stood in the doorway trying to absorb what had happened, what was going on in the middle of everyone?

My first thought was "Did Mirella, see?" "Was she upset with me?" "It wasn't intentional".

Then I realized that I was justifying myself over something that I didn't need to justify since NOTHING happened.

I just needed to convince myself of that as soon as possible.

But if I closed my eyes I saw the green eyes of that insufferable devil, I think he impressed me with his ability to make me mad, that's why I was thinking about him, nothing special, just someone who challenged me... and that didn't happen normally.

I was already wrapped in my covers when Mirella came into my room.

- Isabella, are you still awake?

I tried to simulate slightly closed eyes, I hoped that would work.

 

“I was whispering to Mirella, what's wrong, is everything okay?

“I acted disingenuous and acted as if it was normal for me to be that sociopathic liar.”

“What did you think of tonight?”

Oh my God, the nervousness in my heart was going to come out of my mouth if I didn't watch my long tongue. She was going to talk about what happened in the salon, oh my God she saw then... the way that animal held my hands.

“I... I don't know”

“You're afraid I'll get married, aren't you?”

Oh, so that's what she thought happened? Good, my breathing is back to normal.

“I think that's just it Mirella, I'm not ready to be away from you .... but look... I'll get over it. Are you happy? Are you sure you want to marry that... that... Salvatore?”

“I feel that I should, Daddy's already arranged everything... and he's... handsome, don't you think?”

“I... don't have to find anything about it .... okay? I'm going to sleep now, if you can leave me here I'd appreciate it.”

“Wow, you're really kicking me out, well, Daddy's going to drink too much, and I've already asked someone to keep an eye on him to take him to bed, the other most important guests are gone, the same as always... everything under control. So now I can finally go to sleep, my day is going to be very full tomorrow.”

“Yes, I think you should sleep. let the preparations begin!”

 I smiled wistfully, not because I was losing my sister, but because I knew she would get married VERY badly. But she was happy and I couldn't let her down at that moment.

She left the room and maybe I am just paying too much attention to something that doesn't exist because I keep thinking too much about things that don't make sense. Maybe for me, this was an important moment, when in fact it wasn't for anyone else.

Then I could finally fall asleep.

It was late at night when I heard a noise on my balcony, I struggled to get up... and only really woke up when I saw the silhouette of a grown man. I should have screamed, but I couldn't scream... I stood paralyzed watching until the door opened and a grown man walked through.

The smell of cigarettes, bourbon, and aftershave lotion invaded my room.

It was my first adult reaction, to run up and turn on the light... and there he was...

“ What are you doing here? Have you gone crazy?”

 It was Enzo, I had never had contact with that pest, except for our mini fight in the garden and our fight before I went upstairs, why was he there? What was this imbecile doing standing there in the middle of my room at dawn?

“I need to know from you... what happened in the living room?”

 he started to shuffle his own words, he had a different posture... he was a little stiff, and he no longer looked like the professional debauchee I saw in the garden, a dark expression took over his gaze that seemed angry

“ I want to know why you provoked me”

“I provoked you. Have you gone crazy?”

 I said, ducking as he walked forward to catch me in a false start, I was dealing with a criminal, he could slit my throat and run, and no one would ever accuse him since we have no connection.

“You provoked me... and I want to know why! Did you arrange with someone to drive me out of my mind?”

 he seemed irritated, he was talking loudly, he didn't seem afraid of what would happen if someone came in and caught him there, and he acted like he owned the world. No different from the wretch I met in the garden, the only difference was the posture that seemed so untouchable.

“I never teased you... we don't know each other! You are marrying my sister, why did our parents arrange this marriage?”

 

“ We've known each other since we were little!”

“Yes, and I've hated you ever since. I don't hate you... I hate all of you, I just didn't know that you had grown up and become an even bigger asshole. And now you climb up my balcony to accuse me of I don't know what, because I don't even understand why you're here?”

 I started to attack with words because I half naked in my room already sleeping

was the only weapon I had, besides the screaming and the embarrassment of having to explain why my sister's fiancé was in my room in the middle of the night.

“Why did you provoke me? that's all I want to know. I was happy with the idea of marrying your prettier and much sweeter sister than you, and now this idea seems unbearable to me! Damn it!”

 he said with his mouth full, he was drunk ... the guy came through my window falling from so much whiskey to tell me the most outrageous things.

 

“What do I have to do with you marrying my sister's pious ass? I haven't decided anything, why should it seem unbearable to marry an angel like her? she's the one who should run away from you... as fast as possible! Since you're not even worth a real.”

“Then why did you say you'll never let me meet you?”

 

“Why does it matter so much to you, Salvatore? I'm just the sister-in-law... I'm not the one you should impress and build a relationship with, shouldn't you be at Mirella's fucking window?

He got closer before I could run away, he grabbed my waist and pulled me close, and looked into my eyes, I felt my body getting weaker... and weaker and weaker and as his breath met mine everything became hazier and hazier. I couldn't believe that something like this had happened, what the fuck was that? why was I there? why was he there? Why was it so good to feel his touch on my skin? why did it feel absurdly wrong and right all at the same time?’

‘What happened there in the salon?”

he said, his eyes thirsty for blood, that's how it was with powerful, evil men.

“ Let me go now! What is happening here is wrong! You shouldn't be in my room, and you shouldn't be getting intimate with me Enzo..."

He closed his eyes as soon as I pronounced his name, took a deep breath, and moved a little closer to me. - he said with his eyes still closed.

I was enjoying the situation and at the same time, my heart was pounding from the fear of being in that situation.

“ Let me go now?”

 I said harshly

“I had a plan and you got in the way... and I promise you... I will get in the way of all yours!”

“What are you talking about? You've got to be crazy!”

 he finally let go of me, abruptly, angrily... threw me onto my bed.

He walked out the same way he came in, leaving his smell in my room and taking away my peace.

I took a deep breath and tried to minimize the events, I started to pretend that none of it happened, and if it did, it was just a temper tantrum caused by drinking too much! He wouldn't do that in his right mind, of course, he was more than grateful to marry my sister.... as I said, she was an angel.

And all I needed to do was convince myself that that situation just needed to be forgotten, sooner or later Enzo would apologize to me and I could hate him less.

I was going to make it through all that… I know I could.

If I went back to sleep, I could even pretend that it was all just a horrible nightmare that I had from drinking too much wine.

Anything was possible... except telling people the truth.