The Under Boss's Ballerina [18+]

09

Just like that?

"How about you meet her for an early lunch at the inn? I'll have somebody drive you. Sounds good?" He asks.

I nod.

Angelo pats my thigh leaning forward placing a kiss in my lips. I don't give him back the affection.

"I'll run you a bath." He says getting up, the bag resting on the bed.

It's good food.

I snatch the bag and rest the warm thing on my lap and pull out the plastic container lifting off the lip, as delicious smell evade my nostrils.

I grin as I look at the food like it was heaven.

Now that I think, my cream chicken from last night lacked the good taste.

I grabbed the plastic fork stabbing into the mini sausage and put it in my mouth almost moaning at the taste.

I love this.

Angelo walks out of the bathroom, his suit jacket shrugged off, sleeves of the shirt pushed back to reveal his forearms.

"Tastes good?" He asks taking his seat back on the edge of the bed.

I nod putting more into my mouth.

Angelo pushes my hair back tucking the unruly strands behind my ears.

"Did you find any closure about the estate attack?" I asked with a mouthful.

He nods. "We did."

I knew that of Angelo doesn't volunteer any information in his own, there is no way in hell I could get that out of his stomach.

No matter what I bribe him with. Even sex would fail.

So I save myself the hassle.

"There wasn't some major damage was there?" I ask.

"No." He says. "I informed you ballet school that you took a vacation for a while-"

"But if the trouble is solved why can't I go back?" I ask. "You said it had closure."

"Because we have any closure doesn't mean we have the matter sorted, tadpole." He says. "And I am selfish, I wouldn't want to risk you."

Wow.

Liar.

"Whatever you say Angelo." I put my for fork down. "I neither have the energy or mood to fight with you, I did enough."

"Then don't fight me." He says cupping my cheeks. "Don't fight me, baby."

"Weird." I chuckle dryly. "All I want is to fight you but I can't help but loose myself around you, I wish it didn't have to be this way, I wish the first night we fucked, we parted ways and never looked back, at least- I would have been happy and healthy."

Angelo sighs and leaves my cheeks. "I might not be here tonight."

I look at him in silence.

Is he for real?

After last nights panicking on my part, how can he even think to leave me alone in this house with creepy ass guards.

"Somebody will go get your stuff from your apartment." Angelo says finally undoing the rolls of his sleeves and walking into the bathroom to retrieve his suit jacket and leaves without so much of a goodbye.

What a selfish prick. I think as I stare at the closed door.

After I finish the contents of the lunch, I walk, achingly slow toward the bathroom and slip myself into the tub.