NFTMB)Chapter 29
Victoria
(Jealous Wife)
I was almost asleep when I heard what sounded like struggling in Alessandro’s room which was in front of mine and opposite Matteo’s.
The noise jerked me awake as I rose to my feet to investigate the reason for the noise.
I slowly walked to the door and I could clearly hear a female crying voice saying.
“Yes, sir”.
Was that Amara?
I immediately knocked on the door and asked him if everything was okay.
There was silence for a while until the door opened and Amara walked out with her head down.
She just walked right past me and didn’t stop or act like there was someone in front of her. I didn’t even see her face. Only a curtain of hair. Strange.
Alessandro lazily walked out after her and stood at the door frame shirtless as his both arms rested on both sides of the door frame.
“What do you want, Victoria? There’s nothing wrong. You can go back to your room”.
I boldly walked into his room for the first time as I looked around it.
It was spacious, large and dark. It was decorated with black and dark brown hues. It looked so much like him. It’s so him. No life, no color and no vibrance.
He closed the door after I walked in and went to lay down on the bed.
“What do you want, Victoria?”. He said, sounding tired.
I stopped my mini tour of his room and walked over to the side of the bed.
“What was happening with Amara, I heard struggling and then I heard her voice, she sounded like she was crying”. I asked him as he lay there.
He chuckled before replying.
“Not you too Victoria. I can’t handle two of you in one day please”. He said laughing.
“What do you mean?”. I said gently sitting down on the bed.
“I didn’t fuck her tonight if that’s what you’re asking”. He carelessly said as I cringed at his choice of words.
How can someone be this shameless?.
But one thing I picked out from his words was that he had previously slept with her.
I don’t know why I was saddened by that little detail. I guess because he was my baby’s father, I expected even the littlest of loyalty from him.
“So you’ve done it before, with her?”. I asked as my voice shook in between.
He laughed out again before looking at me.
“You mean if I’ve fucked Amara before? You can’t say fuck?”. He laughed at me once more before looking at me in amazement.
“Yes that’s right”. I mustered up the courage to tell him what I wanted to hear.
“Yes, I’ve fucked Amara before, countless times, more times than I can actually count and in more places than I can even remember—”
“Enough!”. I cut him off in anger and disgust.
I had expected my outburst to unleash his inner beast but instead it made him laugh. He laughed so hard.
I was surprised by how much he laughed. He seemed to be enjoying my misery.
I can’t believe someone like him would laugh after I shut him up like that.
This man was way too shameless to be a CEO. He just opens his mouth and says things in black and white.
“Even on this bed?”. I asked him. I was disgusted that everywhere around this house has been contaminated with their filth.
“More times than I can count”. He said proudly.
I looked at the bed and cringed as my mind conjured up disgusting images of them frolicking on this bed.
“Do you sleep with every woman you meet?”. I genuinely asked a question that has been bothering me for some time.
“That’s what everybody thinks, even my mother”. He said. It was strange and weird that we were having a normal conversation without yelling and abuse.
“But do you?”. I asked again. Still bearing in mind that the man I was talking to was a ticking time bomb.
“No I don’t. I’d never touch Mary even if my life depended on it”. He said seriously but it had the opposite effect on me.
What?. I couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up inside me. I literally laughed so hard that I cried.
Alessandro chuckled beside me.
“But for real though, do you sleep with every female you come across?”. I asked again after my laughter subsided.
“No I don’t. But it’s safe to say that I’ve fucked like 60% of them, Amara inclusive”. He said.
“Ohhh”. I said
“Are you jealous wifey?”. He mocked me.
A part of me was sad and another part of me was jealous and angry.
“Kind of”. I admitted truthfully. I felt like we were having some sort of cease fire now.
We were having a conversation in which he was being totally honest and truthful so I felt like I had to give off the same energy.
“You’d have to deal with it. I won’t stop”. He said.
I didn’t blame him though, he was rich, hot and handsome. The ladies would casually throw themselves at his feet.
But still, knowing we were going to get married very soon and that he would be cheating on me after our wedding was a very bitter pill to swallow.
“Ohh, really?”. I slowly replied.
“Yes. Lay down with me for a while”. He demanded. He never asked anything nicely or gently.
I rigidly and stiffly laid beside him on his insanely large bed.
“You’re allowed to breathe, Victoria”. He said, sounding rather amused at my discomfort.
I’m surprised he didn’t yell at me. I think I’d get along with tired Alessandro better than normal Alessandro.
“Alessandro, would you still be sleeping with Amara even after we get married?”. I don’t know why I asked, maybe I felt threatened by her beauty and her charm.
“Yes”. He firmly stated.
I liked his honesty in answering questions but somehow his attraction to her made me feel almost worthless. Like I didn’t hold a candle to her.
“Why don’t you marry her instead?”. I was just curious as to why he wouldn’t marry her if he was that interested in her.
“We have an understanding and a long standing relationship. I won’t marry her”. His words always held a tone of finality.
The comfortable silence ensued as I pondered over his words.
“Stop thinking so hard about Amara, Victoria”. Alessandro laughed at me. He knew what was going on in my mind.
“How long have you known her?”.
“For a long time. Before I even married Roberta”. His tired voice came.
“She was here too? Even then?”. I asked cleverly, avoiding saying what I had in mind.
“Yes, Victoria even then. I was still fucking her even when Roberta was around”. He said tiredly before yawning.
I was disgusted by the actions of this man and how bold he was in saying them. How do you live with yourself?.
“And she’s okay with this arrangement?”.
He chuckled a bit.
“Why wouldn’t she be? I’m flawless”. He said arrogantly.
That wasn’t a lie though but only physically because his character was hideous and very disgusting.
Since he started speaking about the women he has been sleeping with, I realized something very important I had forgotten to ask him.
“Alessandro?”. I called out first as I tried to rack my brain for the best way to present this matter.
“Hmm”. Came his deep throaty response. He seemed tired.
“Uhm, since you, you know, you have sex with so many people uhm sorry women. Do you uhm, do you check them before, like medically, for infections and diseases and what not?”. I finally managed to get out.
“I don’t need to”. He casually said.
I almost choked on air at his response. What if I’ve been infected?.
“What if you have infections? What if you’ve infected me?! Alessandro! What have you been thinking?!”. I scolded him to which he laughed.
“I didn’t infect you with anything except that child you’re carrying. And if it’s about Amara, no need, she’s clean, I can guarantee. So relax, Victoria I’m clean too. The others wouldn’t dare to approach me if they were infected, they know I’d kill them if they gave me anything”.
There was that threat again. Kill.
I’m starting to believe he could do it.
“Till when do you plan on keeping her around?”.
I don’t know why I was so fixated on Amara.
“Till I don’t have the urge to fuck her anymore”.
I hissed at the crudeness of his sharp words.
“Any idea when?”. I asked playing with my hands as I could sense his curious eyes on me.
“No. She’s special and I plan on keeping her for a long time. I wonder why every woman around me feels threatened by her. Makes me want to keep her for longer. She’s a beauty, you can’t deny that. I really outdid myself with her”. He sounded so proud of himself and the fact that his mistress was beautiful.
This man disgusted me to no end. If not that he threatened Grace and Simon, I wouldn’t be here trying to be on my best behavior. I can’t risk their lives.
How can you casually talk about your mistress with so much pride to your soon to be wife.
Special? I’m sure he has feelings for her and she does for him too. I wish they’d both burn in hell for their sins.
“So do you hit her as well when she gets you upset?”. I queried him.
If he’s possessive about her the way he says, would he be treating her like he treats me?.
My question seemed to get him in a serious mood as I noticed his former laid back mood was gone.
“I’ve never hit her before and I probably never will. She’s much easier to deal with than you!”. His words cut sharper than a knife.
He would rather hit his pregnant wife than his mistress.
I don’t know why my vision got blurry with tears at his words. He would rather hit me than hit her.
“You’re obsessively and possessively in love with her but you don’t even see it”. I say as a tear betrayed me and rolled down my face.
“Shut the hell up, Victoria! I’m not in love with Amara. I have a headache and you had better leave before I get angry”. He warned me in a dangerous tone.
I slowly got up before speaking.
“Why would you want to hurt me this way? You would marry me and still keep her around you? Do I really not deserve any loyalty from you?”. I asked him tearfully.
“I don’t care how you feel about anything, Victoria! I don’t owe you any loyalty. I will marry you and I’ll still fuck her when I wish to, and that’s final! Better get used to seeing her around”. He viciously spat.
Wow!
I wiped my tears as I proceeded to walk out the door.
“You know one thing I’m very sure of, Alessandro? Karma never sleeps on the job!”