NFTMB)Chapter 77
Victoria
(The Assassination)
Why did I do that?
That was the question that I kept asking myself all night as I turned from side to side while Alessandro worked on something on his computer.
He had been as irritable as a teething infant and would ignore me if he thought that I was being annoying.
My mind is in the trenches.
I can’t stop thinking about it.
I kissed Valentino today in the library.
He kissed me and I kissed him back. I kissed him back because I like him.
I like him just as much as he likes me.
How is this going to end? Alessandro is definitely going to know about this.
What should I do?
For now, I didn’t feel guilty about it and that is why I was subconsciously touching my lips and going over the events in my head.
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“I like you too”. I said before I felt his lips on mine.
My eyes closed instinctively as I felt his hands slowly come up to hold me by my nape.
It felt nice. His lips felt soft and warm. I didn’t need to think twice before kissing him back.
It seemed to encourage him as he held me tighter and flush against me pressing my body into his as much as my swollen belly could allow.
Every thought of right and wrong flew out the window as I relished the feel of his lips on mine and his hands which were trailing up the back of my thighs.
I felt my feet being lifted off the ground as I wrapped my legs around Valentino and tightened my hold around his neck to avoid slipping.
It felt surreal and almost like something conjured up by my crazy imagination.
My back hit the wall as I figured he must have moved sometime during the kiss.
A part of me kept yelling at me that I was a disgusting disgrace and a shameless woman for kissing my husband’s brother shamelessly and another was telling me to run.
I chose to turn them all off and instead focus on his hand that had slipped from the back of my thighs and was now slowly trailing up my belly.
I didn’t want to think about anything else so I just pulled him closer and held him tighter.
“Madam?”
My eyes snapped open immediately as I broke the kiss and Valentino set me down before I turned in fear to see Amara standing there with confusion written all over her face.
Heat rose to my cheeks as embarrassment clawed at my very core and my inner thoughts laughed at me and made mockery of me.
I told you, bitch. That was what they were saying.
“I’m sorry, I’ll just leave. I should have knocked. My apologies”.
She turned to leave and my heart sank as I slowly tugged on Valentino’s hand that was in mine as my face displayed how I felt.
Panic.
“Wait!”
“Sir?”
She turned but still had her head down.
“Not a word of this to anyone. Not even my brother. Understood?”
“Yes, sir”
I removed my hand from Valentino’s and didn’t look at him or Amara as I walked away shamefully.
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She agreed not to tell so she wouldn’t tell right?
I guess so.
But what if she sees this as an opportunity to get back at me and decides to tell my husband just to get rid of me?
She has always wanted my position. To be Alessandro’s pregnant wife. Now I’ve stupidly handed her an opportunity to get rid of me.
He’s the one having an open affair so should he be bothered that I kissed his brother?
I don’t know how Alessandro reasons but I’m quite sure that if this gets out. I’ll be dead.
He won’t take it lightly with me and Valentino.
Valentino.
A part of me was itching to go to him and maybe continue where we stopped?
Don’t blame me, blame the baby.
I’m changing.
“If you continue tossing and turning so much then I’ll really be forced to tie you up”
I remembered that this was reality and I was with Alessandro.
Looking at his face he looked pissed and very annoyed.
“Sorry”. I mumbled.
“Don’t bother, I’m going to get some air”.
With that he stood up and walked out without sparing me a glance as I myself sighed in relief.
See you later.
It’s even better now that he isn’t here.
I contemplated going to see Valentino but I kicked against it because of the fact that Alessandro might see me.
I couldn’t sleep tonight and it didn’t help that everywhere was eerily dark.
I threw my legs over the bed and grabbed my robe before slipping my legs inside my slippers.
I slowly trusted the door knob to prevent any sound from escaping as I tiptoed down the hall.
Maybe I could go talk to Amara face to face and beg her not to tell my husband.
God. This is so embarrassing.
I was almost in the living room about to walk down the stairs where Amara stays before I heard whispers.
I paused before hiding behind the wall and taking a peek at the two figures veiled by the darkness of the night.
But even in the dark I could make out Alessandro’s figure and Amara’s silhouette.
She gave something to Alessandro which he took and looked at for a while before she continued talking.
“It was in there. I picked it up when I was cleaning the floors”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, sir”
“I saw him too and her as well”
My heart sank at her betrayal.
Did she just rather us out? This girl is unbelievable. My palms became sweaty as my mind conjured up a thought.
Was she recording us and gave Alessandro a copy?
Oh no.
“What were they doing? Did you notice anything strange?”
His damn Italian accent mixed with the fact that he was talking in low tunes made me weak in the knees.
“Not exactly strange but they were kissing”. Oh my God! She truly did it.
She told him.
“They were kissing very passionately. I’m sure it isn’t the first time. They’re having an affair, Alessandro”
Liar! Bloody liar!
“I’ll kill him”
No!
“I’ll fucking kill him and only God knows what I’ll do to her before ending her fucking life”
“They are plotting against you. She is not to be trusted”
Lying stupid mistress!
“I know. Even Nic knows. I’ll beat her at her own game. She won’t even see it coming”
Well, thanks for the heads up.
I can’t hear any more of this. I need to pack up and find a way out of here.
I slowly tried to make my way back to the stairs to leave before I suddenly crashed into a body.
I jumped in fear because I didn’t know anybody would be here standing next to me.
For how long? I had no idea.
This is a very creepy thing to do. Who the hell does this kind of thing in the middle of the night.
I looked at the intruder who was in this house only to notice whoever it was had a ski mask on.
I wanted to scream but I couldn’t as the figure was faster than me, already taking large strides and covering my mouth before dragging me back and hitting my back against the wall.
It hurt. A whole lot.
I couldn’t scream as the assassin dragged me by the hair before throwing me at the foot of the stairs making me land on my butt which hurt a lot as well.
Does this person want to make me lose my baby?
A piercing scream escaped my mouth as whoever it was pulled out a silver blade that was glistening in the dark but then I saw a red light beeping from the wristband of whoever it was.
It almost seemed like whoever alerted the person because immediately the assailant fled the scene before Alessandro ran in from the living room with Amara behind him while I heard the sound of doors opening and closing from upstairs.
“Victoria, what happened?!”. Alessandro’s voice was heard as I tried to sit up and ease the pain that was coming from my waist down.
“Victoria! Shit, Alessandro! Where the hell were you and this happened?!”. Valentino asked in anger, glaring daggers at Alessandro as he helped me up from the floor.
“How was I supposed to know she was out of bed?!”
“And who the fuck pushed her down?!”
“Do I look like someone who would push a pregnant woman down?!”.
“Well, I do know a lot of things you do look like”. Valentino spat in anger.
Uh oh.
“Can we please focus on getting her to a comfortable position? Did you see the person who attacked you?”. Bianca asked, slowly rubbing my back to ease the pain.
“Sebastian!!”. Alessandro called out in a loud voice
“Do you guys ever shut up?! Isn’t it too late to be making this sort of noise?”. Jasmine’s irritating voice was heard from the top of the stairs.
How inconsiderate and insensitive can one person be? So, she can’t even try to show sympathy or try to make me feel comfortable but then she needs my help? In her dreams.
“Shut your stupid mouth up, Jasmine! Can’t you see she’s hurt?”. Niccolo scolded her.
“Ugh”
“Shouldn’t we get her to a hospital?”. Elena asked.
“No, I don’t need to go to the hospital. Besides, the last time I was there, we were attacked by a horde of journalists’ ‘. I said.
It’s painful but not too painful.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong. Hopefully not.
“Sebastian!”. Alessandro called again but there was still no sign of him anywhere.
“Where the fuck is he, Bianca?”
“Well, I don’t know. Why the hell are you asking me that?”.
“Seriously?”
“Boss?”. Sebastian bursts into the room looking around before taking in the sight.
“Where the hell have you been?!”. Alessandro said going straight to Sebastian and punching him in the face.
“Alessandro!”
“Sorry boss. I was on a smoke break”
“A smoke break?! By this time?! Someone broke into the house and pushed Victoria to the floor!”
“I’m sorry, boss. I didn’t see anybody walk into the mansion.”
“Well, that’s because you weren’t fucking looking! What do I pay you for?!”. Alessandro yelled.
“Why the hell do you all shout so much! Alessandro bring your fucking voice down! People are trying to sleep!”
All eyes turned to Fabiano who looked irritated at the fact that he was awoken from his slumber.
He was upstairs leaning over the railing in his pajamas.
“Are you fucking blind?! Are you dumb or you’re doing this to irritate me?!”
“Have some manners, Alessandro! Besides, I wasn’t the one who tried to kill your beloved wife”.
Wait, how did he know that?