His Angel

Chapter 20

Dante pointed the gun at the man. "You touched what's mine" He started. The anger very obvious. 

"Dante stop" My dry throat hurt. As soon as those words left my mouth Dante's head snapped to me with fury evident.

"Alessandro, find Kieandra and then take them both home. Keep them within eyes length" Dante kept the eye contact with me as he watched Alessandro gently hold me and whisper to me. I glanced at Dante with my red eyes before turning around and leaving with Alessandro to the car.

I was told to sit in the car. I sat in the car as I replayed what had just happened. I was assaulted again. Wherever I went, I was either abused or assaulted. Everyone had a problem with me. Every man. Every woman. 

More tears rolled down my face. Why does my life have to be like this. Why can't I just have some peace. Why can't I experience love like other girls. Why does my life have to be like this.

My thoughts were interrupted once again but by Kieandra who had gotten in the car and looked pretty drunk.

"Kieandra" I whispered as I tapped her shoulder.

"Alessandro is mad at me" Kieandra spoke clearly drunk. As expected.

She put her head on my leg as I could hear her sniffles.

"No he's not." I whispered as I ran my hands through her hair.

"Yes he is. He wouldn't talk to me when I told him that he's a mean man for leaving me alone for 2 years" I felt her tear drops on my knee as I tried to keep her quiet.

I was sure they had something between them and I knew they had some type of relationship going on.

"No, go to sleep Kieandra" I lastly spoke as I kept brushing my hands through her hair as I looked out the window.

Alessandro got in the car with Matteo as they started driving without any exchange of words.

Was her life like mine? Was it better? Was it worse? 

The dark sky. The dark windows. The dark interior. My darkness. It scared me. Everything scared me. This is how my life was going to be.

...

I got out of the car as Alessandro took Kieandra out. Bridal Style. I glanced at them, giving Alessandro a half smile before walking into the mansion to Dante's mom who had a worried expression on her face.

Her head turned to me as I walked into the hall as her eyes moved to a sleeping Kieandra in Alessandro's arms.

"W-what happened dear?" Her face confused and filled with fear.

I was about to speak but Matteo interrupted. "Kieandra and Andonisia went to our club that we recently opened but it didn't go well." Matteo muttered.

I glanced at Matteo who was emotionless and then to Dante's mom who just looked between me and Kieandra.

"Where's Dante?" She asked

"Dante.. has business. He will be home late" Alessandro looked at me before walking past Mom. Matteo followed after as I was left with a confused Mom.

I kept my head down in embarrassment. She moved towards me as she placed her hands around me.

"Don't cry now. Dante wont do anything out of order" She assured me. I was scared of Dante right now. He was furious when we were at the club but I dont know how he will be at home.

I nodded my head. "Go upstairs and get refreshed" Mom spoke as she hugged me.

...

I sat on the bed in fully covered pajamas. It was so hard to physically get changed. I remembered his touch after so long. His disgusting rough hands that would touch my body like no uncle should. He touched me where he wasn't supposed to. A shiver went down my spine remembering him.

Andonisia he isn't here any more. You're far from him. Dante will protect you. Just the way he protected you in that club. A frown appeared on her face. He saved me from potentially getting raped by that man.

He saved me. It was for his own good right? Right? He doesn't care about me. He only cares about his wife being 'used' by another man. He just wants me all to himself. He doesn't like me. He doesn't feel like that.

I rolled my eyes at the pathetic thoughts that were crossing my mind. If he cared he would have taken me in his arms and whispered sweet things to me. He would have torture that man for touching his wife. His love. His Angel.

What am I doing? Have I gone insane?

I shook my head at the thought of something so pitiful.

I leant my head against the head board and closed my eyes shut. A sudden image of my uncle flashed. My eyes opened wide. 

No. Another night of sleep gone. Why has this memory returned. It went for weeks. For weeks I hadn't thought about such thing. What happened now?

Dante still hasn't returned. It was 2 am and he was still not home. Did he kill the man? He wouldn't just kill. What if he went somewhere else instead of coming home. What if he is mad at me and would come home to yell at me. He would be like every other man in my life and destroy me.

The door opened and a large figure walked into the room. He shut the door behind him and turned around...

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OMG GUYS THIS CHAPTER WAS KINDA FUN TO WRITE.

PLEASE DONT CRITISIZE ANDONISIA. SHE HAS BEEN TORTURED HER WHOLE LIFE AND HAD STARTED TO FEEL A SOFT SPOT FOR DANTE. 

HER THOUGHTS ARE NOW PROPERLY HEARD BECASUSE OF THE TRAUMA. PLEASE DO UNDERSTAND HER CHARACTER AND DO TELL ME IF I'M GOING TOO FAST.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN NEXT?

HOW DO YOU THINK DANTE WILL REACT WITH HER?

WILL HE SUPPORT HER OR BE ANGRY AT HER?

ANYWAYS, THANK YOU FOR READING :)))))