The Don

50

Kiara

"Con chi hai dormito?"

I feel like my heart has literally stopped so technically I might be dead and if I'm not then I definitely will be.

"Il gatto ti ha preso la lingua, amore?"
(Did the cat get your tongue, love?)

This cannot be happening right now. It makes no sense. How did he find out? When did he find out? Does he truly know or is he just baiting me? Maybe he simply suspects but what would make him suspect such a thing anyway. Do I deny it, do I act clueless or tell the truth and hope that he actually spares me. Ha Dario Romano sparing me? After lying and cheating on him?

"Kiara?"

I'm so sick to the stomach I feel like I'm about to bring up everything I've eaten for the day. I'm like a deer in headlights right now. How do I even escape this situation? If he does know surely he doesn't know who it was or he wouldn't have let Sergio simply walk out of here or maybe he does and he needs me to confirm or this is all a test.

"Kiara am I not speaking to you?" He asked tilting his head to the side. I couldn't bring myself to move at all. It's like my brain abandoned me at the worst possible time ever. Dario stood from behind his desk and unbuttoned his suit jacket. He casually rolled up his sleeves and walked around his desk at a slow and menacing pace almost like he was toying with me. He walked towards me with the most careful steps and once he stood directly in front of me I knew I was in for it. He shoved his hands in his pants pockets and my breath hitched—that's never a good sign.

"Dario" Was the only thing I Could find myself saying.

"You look like you've seen a ghost Kiara." He said tenderly touching my face. I have never felt Dario's touch as soft as this—not even close to it and that truly terrified me. It's like he was afraid I would break in his hands.

"I-I don't understand."

"There's alot to not understand hm? You must have alot of questions but so do I." He spoke looking directly into my soul.

"Non sai ormai che non puoi nascondermi le cose?"
(Don't you know by now that you can't hide things from me?)

"mi dispiace"
(I am sorry)

"Ahh of course you are. Who wouldn't be?" He chuckled while pulling a strand of my hair away from my face and tucking it behind me ear. My legs were like jello and I thought they would give way any minute now.

"Credevi davvero che non ne avessi idea quando l'ho saputo per tutto questo tempo. Per due mesi ho saputo che mia moglie aveva fatto l'unica cosa che poteva causarle la morte..by my hands at least."
(You really thought I had no idea when I knew this all this time. For two months I knew my wife had done the only thing that could cause her death...by my hands at least)