Alessio"What the hell, man!" Anson managed to get out, his expression full of shock and fear.I wasted no time, and delivered a well-deserved punch to his nose. He groaned in pain, and I grabbed his collar, lifting him slightly before landing another blow."I heard you were tough!" I punched him again, unable to contain my anger."I-I don't know what you're talking about, man," Anson stammered as if I had the wrong person. Judging by his eyes, he didn't know what the problem was."Come on, do something," I dared him, giving him a kick."I don't want to fight, I don't want any trouble, I'm sorry okay! I'm sorry, just let me go," Anson pleaded. His tough personality had already crumbled before he got the chance to show it. I couldn't believe this moron was the man Jimena had been running from.Anson protected his face with his hands, preparing himself for another blow."You want to hit women, but you don't want to fight me?" I gave him another kick, sending him to the ground. Kneeling
MenaWe were on our way to Miami, sitting in Alessio's private jet. There were two more hours to go, and not knowing the reason for this trip was driving me insane. Just like all days, Alessio was distant, only speaking when necessary—but I didn't mind.He was busy doing whatever he was doing in the back, while Naty sat on the opposite right of me with her face pressed against the window. Until now she had pointed out almost every single cloud, and gushed about flying nonstop.I hated flying. Usually, I would have several weeks to mentally prepare myself, but this trip had been decided overnight and I had no say. The only positive was that Anson could not stalk me or get to me from here."Mommy, are you alright?" Naty's concerned voice broke through my thoughts."Yes, baby, don't worry about me," I replied, faking a smile. I was seconds away from puking, but the only thing holding me back was the fear of Alessio throwing a fit.He had suddenly appeared from the back and walked towards
MenaThe mansion we arrived at was huge, but still not as gigantic as the Fanucci residence. "Wow, pretty!" Naty gazed out of the car, admiring the white architecture.Alessio was the first to exit the car, then he opened the door for us. First he gave Naty a hand, and then he helped me get out."Oh, new friends!" Naty gasped, pointing to two girls and a boy around her age, most likely triplets, standing at the gate. Behind them stood two women and an older man in a bathrobe."Alessio!" The man in the bathrobe called out, opening his arms to embrace him. Alessio hesitantly returned his hug."Nice to meet you, Diego.""Alessio, the last time I saw you, you were just a kid. Probably don't remember, do you?"Diego's voice was loud enough to wake an entire neighborhood. My eyes moved from his trunks, to his hairy chest, to his red robe. He seemed so care-free, and his energy seemed positive."I know of you, but I don't remember meeting you. I'm sorry," Alessio apologized."No worries," Die
MenaAlessio had already caught up with Diego when I arrived downstairs. This time, he was wearing a suit instead of the robe.Beside him stood his daughter, Pilar, once again eyeing Alessio like he was some sort of snack.However, this time the way she stared at him like he was some prized possession, made me feel uncomfortable. Especially because Alessio who couldn't keep his eyes of her either, didn't seem to mind the attention.I wasn't his type, and that's why he had forced me to be his fiancee. To get at his family, and prove them a point. I knew that.It was easy to say for him that we had to make it work, and that I was the one being awkward—but eye-fucking his business partner's daughter wasn't exactly helping his case.I wasn't going to be a hater. Anyone could see that Pilar was an absolute beauty and looked like a model. Her beautiful black hair was curled to perfection, and her eyes were a piercing green.She had the kind of beauty that didn't just turn heads, it stopped t
MenaThe sun had set. I found myself in the bedroom, in the same arrangement as back in the Fanucci mansion.Alessio lounged on the sofa, while I lay in the bed, and as usual it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop."We'll be leaving the day after tomorrow," Alessio broke the silence. His voice was casual, as if he was discussing the weather."Okay," I answered.I wanted to talk more, to somehow end this unspoken thing between us, but the words just wouldn't come out. I even wanted to tell him we could just share the bed, I wouldn't even mind—but the thought of his rejection kept me quiet."They are nice people," I tried to keep the conversation going.Alessio's response caught me off guard. "Are you sure? Because you looked like you needed saving from the daughter."I thought of Pilar and her endless chatter at dinner. She did talk a lot, but there was something sweet and kind about it. "She talks a lot, but she's nice," I said.Silence fell over the room again, and I knew I should
MenaWe were seated at a secluded table at the back of the fancy restaurant where Alessio had taken me.I ate in silence, taking small bites of the seafood in front of me. As another piece filled my mouth, I looked up to peek at Alessio, but the moment I caught him staring back, I quickly looked down, failing to hide my laughter.The situation was funny because, even though I came here with a different mindset tonight, not much had changed. It wasn't as awkward as before, but we might as well have stayed at the mansion and eaten dinner with Diego."Why are you laughing?" Alessio asked, sounding genuinely curious."I'm not laughing," I was seconds away from cackling.Alessio rolled his eyes a little. "Then why can I see your teeth?" His serious tone made me laugh out loud. I couldn't hold it back any longer. He had his way of being funny without even trying, and it was mainly the things he said."It's nothing.""Do you like the food?" he switched the conversation, nodding towards my pl
MenaAs I sat across from Alessio, with his strict eyes piercing through me as they were waiting for an answer, I had decided that lying wouldn't do any good.It would only make the situation worse and if I had to believe my instincts, he already knew about Anson. This was just a way to test me, a way to see if I would be honest with him."He's Naty's dad, but you already know that," I gave him an answer, still calling him out even though I didn't have the right to."You mean her dad who you said wasn't in her life anymore?" Alessio countered, his tone making clear that I was the one in the wrong, and he was correct.He gave me the chance to come clean, and I didn't take it. I had a good reason though. I was already on thin ice, and back then, a simple confession would've made him snap."It's not like that," I mumbled, feeling surprisingly relieved now that, that was out of the way. I wanted to tell him about all the pain Anson had caused. Not just the emotional abuse, but the physica
MenaIt had been such a long time since I had heard such a loud bass in my ears. So long that I couldn’t even remember.The lights flashed all colors, and from the balcony of the VIP area, I could see people occupying the dance floor, having fun and showing some life.Way different than any atmosphere I had been in for the last couple of months.My eyes searched for Alessio, and the moment they’d found him, I had to let out a chuckle. His hands were around Gian, and he helped him stand up straight. He was so drunk he couldn’t remember his name anymore.The area was filled with his entourage. Beautiful women who had indeed gave me a run for my money, and more of his friends. Alessio also knew the guys. Some of them I had seen at the Fanucci mansion. Alessio didn’t look all that surprised at the outcome, and I guessed must’ve been used to Gian’s way of partying.Even though he was supporting his brother, he was still joking around with the guys and having a good time. When we had walked