NFTMB)Chapter 8
Alessandro
(A very bad girl)
I tossed and turned in my bed all night. Matteo had finally fallen asleep. His nanny, on the other hand, has not returned. I got up and made my way to the hall.
The clock there read 2:30 am. Where on earth was she? I ran my fingers through my hair frustrated. She’s really testing my patience.
I sat on the sofa in the hall, waiting for any sign of her arrival. I needed to have a word with her. This attitude was totally unprofessional.
I opened my mail on my phone to scroll through them as a pass time. I trashed several unnecessary emails and starred the important ones while I forwarded the urgent ones and those with potential to my assistant, Dave, to set up a meeting.
When I was done, I read a book I bought on amazon. I got bored and wondered if I should just go to Amara’s room. I decided against it considering the turn of events today. She needed to rest plus I’m sure she wouldn’t even want to see me now.
Reading in dim lighting was really bad for my eyes as I did not have my reading glasses on. I gave up on the nanny returning as it was almost 4am now. I stood up in the dark to make my way back to my room but stopped as I heard a voice.
“Thank you Flynn, I had a really nice time”. She sounded so happy and almost like she was blushing.
“No, thank you for agreeing to go out with me”. I hated the voice of this guy. I envisioned him rubbing the back of his neck in nervousness.
I almost rolled my eyes at the thought.
“I had a fun time”. I’m really sure she is blushing now.
I could not understand the feeling but I felt really angry seeing them happy and in love. They liked each other, I could sense it. I almost gagged remembering that this was my workers that I was spying on. What am I doing? This must be because of my past with Roberta and that young driver.
I hate drivers now. I might fire this Flynn too. He’s becoming too present and I hated it.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. The feared Alessandro Rossi, eavesdropping on his nanny and driver talking, pathetic. My enemies would have a field day.
My last name alone had brought fear to people’s bones. I was known as the Devil’s Son in the underworld. I had his first kill at 13 and did not feel anything except satisfaction. I loved the feeling of being in control of someone’s existence.
My father Nicholas Rossi was the devil himself. With eyes dark as the abyss, he had no ounce of humanity in him. A man who killed his older brother for the mafia throne. He was a tyrant who never smiled.
Out of his four children, I was his favorite child. Not that he treated me specially, no. I was the only child he would look at and beat his chest with pride that he would take over from him when he was no more. He loved how dark and twisted I was.
I took after my father completely. A spitting image of him, from looks to personality.
I was sadistic and cruel. I had no emotions.
I had no childhood, I had no friends. I didn’t know how to speak to people kindly. I didn’t even know how to look at people kindly. I didn’t do love nor kindness. Those were signs of weakness. And I wasn’t a weak man.
When I turned 20, my birthday wish was to become the Don of the Italian mafia, even though my father was still alive, strong and kicking.
I made my own wish come through by putting a bullet through my father’s eyes and three to his chest. I killed my father and took over from him.
My mother along with my three siblings; Bianca, Nicolo and Valentino, were finally free to be themselves. Our father constantly oppressed them and made them do things they did not want to do.
My eyes snapped to the door as I looked at the silhouette of the now kissing duo. I was torn between disgust and anger. The latter I did not even know why I felt. How dare he touch her.
“Good night beautiful”. It was morning fools.
“Good night Flynn”. Are they both brainlessly in love?
She slowly pushed the door to the hall open, stepping in carefully. I bet she’s trying to not wake up the whole house.
“Ohhh shit, where are my keys?”. She giggled foolishly, searching her purse for the keys to her room.
I walked carefully to where she stood as I turned on the lamp on the nightstand.
“Shit!”. She visibly shook from fear as she clutched her chest with one hand as the contents of her open purse fell to the floor.
“I’m so sorry sir”. She apologized bending to pick up the fallen contents from the floor.
“Why are you back this late Miss Abbot?”.
She froze and looked up at me from her kneeling position on the floor, eyes widening like saucers as her blonde hair graced her milky white skin. She looked like a goddess in green.
I loved this position. She looked heavenly. I resisted the urge to reach down and touch her hair.
“I’m so sorry sir, I lost track of time and I promise it won’t happen again”. The last sentence caught my attention.
“You won’t go on dates anymore miss Abbot?. I asked her sternly, folding my arms.
“No sir, we’re officially dating now”. She was freaking blushing in my presence while thinking of that imbecile.
“Hmm, interesting”. I said my thumb and index finger were playing with my chin as I circled her like a predator. She tensed up.
“Did Matteo need me sir?”.
“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of my son for a night Miss Abbot”
“Sorry sir”. She apologized on the floor.
“Tell me Miss Abbot, does your new boyfriend know that you fucked your boss?”.
I asked her slowly while circling her as I gave in to the temptation of touching her blond tresses.
She visibly tensed up at his words while cringing at the vulgarity of my choice of words.
“I don’t understand sir”.
“You’re quite funny Miss Abbot but let me refresh your memory for you. A few weeks ago, you seemed so eager for me to touch you, you wanted me everywhere. I can still remember how willing you were”.
She stared at me fixated as I twirled a blond curled around my long finger.
“That was a mistake sir. We can both act like it did not happen”. Her voice came off as shaky.
“Yes, but still something happened no matter how many times you act like it didn’t. You’re quite good at playing dumb. Dumb blonde Victoria”.
“Why are you doing this sir, have I offended you?”. She said with tears brimming in her eyes.
“No, sweet Victoria you haven’t, I can call you Victoria right? Let’s leave the formalities for the ones who haven’t seen each other naked. On the contrary Victoria, you have pleased me, a lot”.
Her face heated up a hundred shades of red as she looked down on to her lap in embarrassment. She was horrified.
I guess she didn’t know how shameless I could be when I wasn’t playing billionaire CEO.
I squatted down to her level and raised her face up with my finger on her chin. She looked frightened. But still sinfully beautiful as her lips coated in pink, parted softly for her to take in air. I could faintly remember how they felt and tasted.
It wouldn’t hurt to remind myself I thought.
I inched closer to her lips and she closed her eyes as a tear dropped. How dramatic I thought.
“Please don’t sir, I beg you”.
I paused midway to look at her as I met piercing blue eyes filled with sorrow, looking back at me.
“What did you say to me?”. No one had ever rejected me before. Not even her. I was what the ladies would kill for.
How dare she deny me, a fucking nanny.
“I don’t want this sir, I have a boyfriend now, please”. She pleaded with her two hands held together in a pleading position.
“The driver? Interesting”.
I let go off her chin and rose to my full height as she visibly exhaled.
“Yes sir, I’m dating flynn and no he doesn’t know what happened”
“You don’t plan on being honest in your new romance?, you’re a very bad girl Victoria”. I taunted her.
“He doesn’t need to know Mr Rossi”. She snapped at me. Feisty
“So he doesn’t need to know that you were a virgin before you met me, hmm Victoria?”. I asked her slowly while circling her.
She got up from the floor and turned around to face me.
“What do you want from me sir? Why are you doing this?”
“You’re here to work Victoria, not fall in love. Especially not with a driver”. I spoke in her face
“Flynn will not be a distraction sir, I promise”.
“Words hold no meaning to me Victoria. You’re here to cater for my son. That’s your only fucking job”.
“Look who’s talking”
“Getting feisty now are we?” I chuckled darkly.
“We already ruined the entire process by sleeping together, my dating Flynn should not be a problem now sir”. She stood up to me. She was defending him and their little blooming love.
I felt a surge of possessiveness towards Victoria, I was her first. She had not known any man before me, so I owned her. She was mine to possess. I highly doubt she had even kissed before me and he dared to kiss her in my presence. In my own house.
She belonged to me, I marked her as Alessandro Rossi’s property. She was pure and untouched, so very inexperienced. That boy touching what belonged to the mafia boss was just like him courting death. He was playing with fire.
I grabbed her jaw tightly as I looked her in the eyes.
“Break off that stupidity with that fucker, you do not know half of what I am and what I can be. You don’t know what I look like when I’m mad. Don’t let your stubbornness and infatuation lead a young man to his death. That would be on you. You don’t know me”.
I tossed her face away and made my way to my room but my sharp ears heard heavy footsteps and a soft door slam. My head snapped in that direction.
Who was that?