“Feisty little one aren’t you” He said and she scoffed rolling her eyes
“My son is lucky”
“If you think you’re staying here, you’re dare wrong; you have enough money to go to a hotel, so go” I demanded as he took a few steps forward only inches away from Cassandra and me.
“I’m staying here, son; I’ll sleep on the couch; I won’t even go near your wife,” He said, leaning on the wall and crossing his legs over to the other one.
“One night, that’s all I’m allowing you, you won’t go near Cassandra or speak to her, and if I see you touch her, I won’t hesitate to shoot you. I don’t give a fuck that you’re my father,” I rasped out.
Letting him stay wasn’t one of my best ideas, but I’m not scared of a fucking fifty-three-year-old man; he wouldn’t dare touch Cassandra while I’m around, so I wasn’t intimidated at all.
“Got it.” My father said before he walked over to the couch propping his feet up on the coffee table as if this was his house.
“I can speak up for myself” Cassandra smirked, her tiny body in front of me making me look slightly down on her.
“You need to stop treating me like a fucking child Alessandro, your father doesn’t bother me but you do.
She turned and marched up the stairs, and a few seconds later, I heard a door slam.
fuck!
I ran a hand through my hair hearing the faint noise of my father laughing in the distance.
“What the fuck are you laughing at” I questioned him, he turned his head around to look at me.
“You need to teach her a lesson she needs to know she can’t speak to you like that” He gave me a really shitty advice, he didn’t know much
about women.
“What she needs is to be left alone until she calms down and doesn’t need advice from a man who cheats on his wife every night”
“Fine, but she will only keep disrespecting you,” He said.
“Having a wife has turned you soft son and you know it”
“It hasn’t turned me soft; it’s made me happier,” I explained, taking a seat across him and running a hand through my hair again.
“You can be happy while killing people; I see it in your eyes every time you take someone’s life,” He spoke.
“You don’t need to fall in love when you have money, drugs, and pussy”
“I still have all those things, love is a bonus, God why the fuck am I even speaking to you, all you have done is caused Ian and me pain” I stood up
from my seat, hearing him chuckle again, and headed towards my bedroom where I’d hoped Cassandra was.
I walked in to find Cassandra crouched on the floor, leaning against the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks, and faint sobs flying out of her mouth.
Fuck, Please say I’m not the one responsible for this.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, crouching down opposite her, grabbing both her hands in mine, and pleading with her.
I stroked her hand with my thumb trying to calm her down from the cries that left her lips.
“Talk to me, baby,” I whispered, hoping she would communicate with me, so I could kill the fucker that did this to her.
“My mother is dead”
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CASSANDRA POV
It had been a few weeks since I told Alessandro the news about my mother; I had spent the week crying, eating, and sleeping, so nothing eventful.
Alessandro’s main focus was to find the sick fuck who murdered my mother right in her living room, also killing seven of her guards.
As for Alessandro’s father, who was staying with us, I overheard him and Alessandro have a huge fight one night, and his father just left, so that’s one less thing to worry about.
I had a feeling it was the Russians; since killing Ivan, I had a feeling karma would bite me in the ass, and so it did.
We decided it would be best to wait until my mother’s killer was dead until we had a funeral for her, I wanted her to rest in peace, and with that fucker out there still alive, she’s not going to.
“You okay baby?” A deep voice broke me from my thoughts.
“I’m getting there” It’s true I was getting there; my sadness was mainly replaced by anger; all I wanted to do was give the mother fucker who killed my beautiful mother a painful death.
“I’m going shopping with Isabella later, to take my mind off things”
“That sounds like a good idea,” He spoke, pulling me in for a hug, my head resting on his chest. We both stayed silent for a while, and I’m sure he could feel my heartbeat right through my chest.
“You’re so strong,” He murmured, and I snuggled deeper into his chest; moments like these were the best; as much as I love sex, I love intimacy and the idea of being cared for much more.
“I love you.” He kissed the top of my head, and I pulled away from the hug slowly.
“I love you too,” I smiled; he brushed out hair behind my ear, causing butterflies in my stomach.
“I’m gonna go get ready,” I said, and he nodded.
I wore a denim skirt with a black long-sleeved top and some black ankle boots to go with it.
“You look cute,” Alessandro spoke as I grabbed my car keys, giving me a quick goodbye kiss.
“I’ll be going to the meeting before you get back, but I’ll be home as soon as I can,” He said to me, and I nodded, kissing him on the cheek and waving goodbye.
I was at the mall with Isabella, and we both decided to take a look at Victoria’s Secret, Alessandro and I haven’t had sex in a while, so what better idea than to buy some sexy lingerie to get him in the mood for fucking me senseless.