Mafia's girl

Chapter 13

Priscah's POV
 
     It's been a week since I started staying at Alessandro's mansion. My mind flashes back to the night of the day we came here. We were having dinner when Pam said, "So we are supposed to be leaving in three days."
      Alessandro looked up and said quietly, "I don't think she's in any condition to fly" then he faces me, touching my hand lightly he says, "You should get well first, take your time. Paris is not going anywhere. When you are all better, I would even have my jet drop you guys off."
    "Wow! Your private jet???" Pam exclaimed. "Yes" he said. "Priscah, please take your time in getting well" she winked at me.
    It's been a week now. I had gotten a new phone or rather Luke got me one. A phone that can't be traced or hacked.
    Alessandro has been an absolute darling, cue the eye roll. He had resumed work, my injuries were almost fully healed, except my head injury.
    I was alone in the mansion today. Pam has gone out with Lorenzo, she had been spending so much time with him much to chagrin.
    I decided to take a tour of the house. I walk around the house, down hallways and end up at a door. It looked like some office of sorts. Probably Alessandro's home office, I tried the door and it wasn't locked. I step in, and truly it was an office.
    I text Luke that I was in his office and he texted me back to be careful. There might be hidden cameras or secret alarms. I walk around taking in the view,discreetly searching for cameras.
    I didn't find any except one,at the far corner of the room. I messaged him quickly and tell him about the camera and exit the room.
      We had planned on hanging out the next day, so we agreed to talk when we meet.
      Later in the evening, I had fallen asleep on the couch, when footsteps woke me up. I sat up groggily to find Alessandro looming over me. He had the first aid box in his hands.
     "When did you get back?" I asked. "A little while ago" he replied. "Long enough for me to shower and make a few calls" he adds.
     "Really,why didn't you wake me?" "You we're sleeping so peacefully and snoring, it would have taken a heartless person to wake you" he replies.
      "I don't snore" I say,jabbing him lightly. He just laughs then says, "settle down Cara, let me change the dressing on your wound.
    He unwraps the bandage around my head and begins wrapping my head with a new one. His face was awfully close, I noticed nervously. If I just angled my head a bit, our lips would be touching.
     My eyes drops to his lips, they looked so soft and blush-pink. I swallow and looked up to find him staring at me. I could tell he knew exactly what I was thinking. I tried looking away but his hands secured my head firmly. He finishes the bandaging.
      He's gaze burns into mine deeply, filled with hunger and passion. I bit my lower lip nervously, his finger trails down my arm. I shiver lightly with want, my body tenses, the way it's betraying me today.
     He looked at my lips then back to my eyes with breaking gaze, he begins to lean in. What would his lips taste like, I wonder. Then I come back to my senses.
    I stand up abruptly, he stands up as well. "I'm sorry" he says in a low voice. "It's fine, I made dinner" I say awkwardly.
    "You did?" He asked in an amused tone."Yea,pasta, I know it's not as good as yours but I think it's edible" I reply.
    "You didn't have to, I don't want you stressing. I just want you to focus on recovering fully."
   We head to the kitchen, I heat the food up. "It's not bad honestly, you did well" he says. I laughed.
   "I'm seeing Luke tomorrow" I tell him. He stops eating and i see his jaw tense. "We are just hanging out, just catching up." He just stares at me.
     "Alessandro, I'm just really bored, Pam is hardly here and you have to work. I just need some air" I tell him.
      "You should have said so, you were the one that convinced me to go back to work even when I told you I could work from home. And I don't think you are in the right condition to be running around town, neither is it safe" he finishes.
      He was really annoyed now, but so was I. "Is that really the reason why you don't want me going? You and I both know that's bullshit" I say angrily without thinking.
    "What?" He asked glaring at me. Without waiting for my reply, he throws the napkin down, then storms off.
     Around midnight, I'm still up in bed twisting and turning. After our little fight, I hadn't seen him throughout the evening. I didn't know if I could go out. Knowing him, I didn't want to wake up and meet guides surrounding the house in the morning.
    Moreover, I didn't like the way we left things, I noted annoyed.
      I got up and left my room, walking down the hallway, I got to his room and knocked on the door. No reply, I knocked again, still no reply. After the fourth know I turned to go. He probably was still mad at me. I wasn't even sure he was home.
    Then the door creaked open, I turned back to the door and there he was. His hair was disheveled. He was shirtless. This man was hot, I thought. His expression was unreadable.
     "Did I wake you?" I asked. When he didn't reply, I continued, I just wanted to say Sorry for what happened at dinner. I know you are just trying to be careful and make sure I'm safe. You have also been doing a wonderful job of taking care of I and my friend. I am really grateful. I'm sorry I was rude to you" I finished.
     He didn't say anything, he just kept staring at me intently. "I would let you go back to bed now" I say, turning to go.
    "Wait" he calls out reaching out and grabbing my arm. "I also owe you an apology. Sorry for acting like a dickhead" he says. I burst out laughing. He smiles along and then adds "You can go on your date tomorrow or later today but you have to go with the guards" he says waiting for my reaction.
      "He is picking me" I say ignoring the first part of what he said. When he sees I didn't refute the date comment, his eyes fills with hurt for a second, then it's gone. "Well since he's picking you, they would be in the shadow watching. Like I said, I need to know you are safe all the time" he says.
      "Okay, that's fine by me, I would let you go back to bed" I say turning to go, but not before I notice home checking me out. Then I remember I'm wearing this  really flimsy sheer nightwear.
     I clear my throat and start walking away. Then I stop and turn, he's still standing there watching me go. He meets my eye and I say, "It's not a date." Then I hurry down the hallway.

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