NFTMB)Chapter 57
Alessandro
(Las Vegas)
I watched through the screen as Victoria alighted from the car with a wide smile on her lips as she told something to the driver, maybe the time to pick her up.
He nodded at her before she stood, watched and waved at him as he drove off.
She extracted her phone from her purse before excitedly calling someone up.
I can sense her joy from here.
I can make out her lips moving but I can’t make out her words due to the distance between the camera and her.
She proceeded to sit on the bench and wait excitedly for whoever she was meeting as she placed her hand protectively over her stomach.
Most times she would lean towards her stomach and talk to our child, I guess?
That would be a strange thing to do since the little bun can’t hear or talk back but then again it was exactly what she was doing.
Talking to our baby. This is the first time I’ve referred to it as that.
It’s mine and hers. It felt good to acknowledge that.
We made that together. Just like I made Matteo with that treacherous woman, Roberta.
I can’t even remember the events leading up to his conception. Maybe I was happy and partied too hard in the car with Roberta. Or maybe it was on the wall.
Nothing like a bed and all the slow stuff. No.
Matteo slept peacefully in my arms as I watched Victoria wait patiently for God knows who.
After a while, a sports car pulled up in front of her as she excitedly lifted herself from the bench and lurched herself into a strange man’s arms as he caught her effortlessly.
He said something to her as she smiled before he flicked her nose in an intimate way.
I sat up a bit from my previously reclined position to get a good look at this man’s face.
This is not her friend. At least the one I had seen his pictures.
I know that her annoying friend’s face. He looked like a rain soaked dog kicked to the curb in the streets of England.
Now an unemployed dog, all thanks to me.
That thought alone made me extremely happy.
The man opened the door for Victoria and she happily stepped into the car while laughing without any care in the world.
Her laughter was real and carefree and at that moment she looked young.
Really quite young.
With the way she threw her head back and laughed, you wouldn’t believe that this was the same person that almost cried just because I simply touched her today.
She seemed very free and comfortable with whoever the hell this guy was.
I watched the guy put his sunglasses on like he was a damn movie star.
Once I get him and my pistol in one place, he would be the dead wannabe movie star.
Weirdly, I hated the guts of this guy. I watched the screen till he stepped into the driver’s seat and sped off with my woman.
Who the hell does he think he is?
“Sebastian?”
“Yes, boss?”
“Who the hell is this?”
“I have no idea boss but I’ll be looking into that very soon”
I shut the screen and cracked my knuckles feeling anger surge into my very system.
How dare she lie to me and betray me.
I gave her the benefit of the doubt and she still tried to deceive me.
Victoria had better get ready for me when she gets back.
It was going to be war.
“Sebastian, get me Amara”
“Right away boss”
He walks out of my office leaving me with my furious thoughts.
What were they doing there together?
Who the fuck is this guy?
Why did Victoria lie to me just to meet him?
Did she love him?
Is she fucking someone else?
That thought of that last one made me see red.
I will not spare her if she dares to cheat on me.
She is mine and mine alone. Nobody dares to touch what is mine especially when I’m still playing with it.
She shall never belong to another for as long as I live. Even if I die before her which I know would never happen, my ghost would still haunt her to insanity and then death.
What’s mine is mine and that’s final.
My men will trace her in their casual attires and report back to me on what she does on her day out.
If she dares to lie to me then she will pay for it.
Amara enters the room with Sebastian opening the door for her and standing behind her.
“You called for me, sir?”
“Yes”
Even though she looked beautiful in her casual beige dress, I didn’t have the urge to be with her now.
I didn’t get that desire to fuck her. At least not now.
My mind and body was still stuck on Victoria.
Right now I wanted to sink inside Victoria’s body, not Amara’s.
“My son is fast asleep now, take him to his room”
Her feet moved obediently to where I sat as she leaned in maybe more than she should to pick him up.
I saw it.
I saw the message she passed. She bent so low for me to see her breasts. I saw them but I’m still not interested.
A certain blond haired blue eyed girl was infiltrating my mind.
Besides, did she plan to seduce me because she knew Victoria wasn’t around?
I’m offended.
Deeply offended. She thought I would be willing to fool around with her because Victoria was away?
I don’t sneak around.
I might as well take her with Victoria in the same room as us.
“Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?”
“No. Not for now”
“Ohh okay”
“You may go, Amara. I’ll call you when I need you”
She bowed a bit as she looked at me with a longing look in her eyes and slowly walked away with Matteo.
“Sebastian, excuse us!”
Niccolo.
“Boss?”. Sebastian said, seeking my command.
“You may go, Sebastian. I’d like to have a word with my brother”.
Sebastian bowed before leaving the room.
“How is your woman? Is she still having problems hearing?”. I said with a smirk as I lit my cigar.
I heard of the ruckus he made while I was away.
I must say I’m impressed. I didn’t know he had it in him to hit his dearly beloved princess Jasmine.
I was so enthralled with the story that I had to watch the CCTV footage of that morning to see for myself and I must say he made me proud.
That girl isn’t worth it.
“Stop fucking with me, Alessandro!”
“What did I do now?”
“You know who it is! You know who Jasmine is cheating on me with!”
“Yes, I do. I know who it is or rather who it was. I killed him. At least I killed one of them. The other is a work in progress. And then for the others at large, I can’t say”. I said before puffing out the smoke from the cigar.
“You killed who Jasmine was cheating on me with? Who was it?”
“Hmm you’re rather slow to catch on to hints, aren’t you?”
“Just fucking spill it out!”
“Don’t yell at me, Niccolo!”
I glared at him while he glared right back, never backing down.
“I’m sorry”.
“Good”
“It’s Gabriel. The boy I shot dead over a week ago”
It’s true.
After I had shot him dead, I had Sebastian pull up his records and bio data to find out who this boy that dared to stand up to me really was.
Turns out that the reason he was that bold and brave was because he was screwing Jasmine behind Niccolo’s back.
He lived in Las Vegas as well with them where they used to speak around behind Nic’s back.
He must have followed them back here to continue their affair because of two things.
Either he was in love with her or he was ridiculously fearless and stupid.
I bet on the second one though. Love is fiction.
“What?”
“Yes, that dead boy has been sleeping with Jasmine for years right under your nose”
“No! She didn’t have any friend named Gabriel in Las Vegas”
“Well, would she tell you if she did? She was screwing the boy behind your back”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I would have loved to shoot him myself. He messed with me!”
“I had no idea of what he did when I shot him. It was after his body was disposed that Sebastian gave me the information I requested”
“God!”
I watched him pace around and pull his hair in frustration.
“Calm yourself, Niccolo. I have avenged you. Think of it as a gift from a brother to a brother”
“You said there were others. Who are they?”
He was enraged. He was angry. He had slowly slipped back into the angry kid we all knew.
He had spiraled dangerously into that dark hole.
Niccolo had a problem growing up. IED
He was diagnosed with Intermittent Explosive Disorder.
He would often go into fits of rage over the littlest of things or over nothing at all.
I remember him breaking our gardener’s arm when we were younger just because the man looked at him funny.
Father couldn’t stop him. Mother could only hold him back for much less than was needed.
He was seeing a therapist for a while before he declared interest in living in Las Vegas.
While it was still under discussion between mother and me, he was calm.
He hadn’t exploded or gone off on anybody. He was happy with the fact that he would be living in Las Vegas.
Since it proved to be the elixir to his madness, we had to let him go.
And also the workers had started to fear him.
Since he has been in Las Vegas, he has been okay. Partying and clubbing seemed to keep him happy.
Since the fountain of the Rossi fortune could never run dry, money was not a problem for him.
His own portion was always his to squander knowing that the source of the money he threw in the air every night was never ending, Niccolo was stable and happy.
He even found love. Against my better judgment and reservations he had excitedly told each and everyone of us about this Las Vegas nymph that held his heart in a tight grip.
I feared a day like this would come.
I knew one day she would do something to make him snap. I never knew it would unfold like this.
The nymph he was obsessed with and loved to an unbearable point had betrayed him.
Now he had beaten the nymph to a pulp and forcefully tried to impregnate her as well. Or so I heard.
Well, if it’s true then I hope he was successful.
It would be a shame if he wasn’t.
That girl had some nerves anyway. I can’t think of any woman that could reject Nic.
He’s a beefcake. A very wealthy and good looking young man.
What else could she possibly be looking for?
Women are very confusing creatures. You just don’t know what to do with them.
I can say the same of Victoria.
“Cut the shit Sandro! Who the fuck is it?”
He ran his hands through his hair like a mad man. He had truly lost his cool.
If it was a nicer girl I might have tried to talk him out of the disastrous thing he was going to do to her.
But this was Jasmine. She was ill mannered, rude and whiny.
So in other words, I don’t give a fuck.
“It’s Fabiano”