Infatuation Of Darkness - Chapter 290

New York.

Angelo had taken her and the children back to school where she had gotten therapy and kept her mind sane.

She had the whole house to herself but this time the silence ate at her. She had no idea where to turn to. The files and the pen drive contents were with her safe and sound and stored away in her laptop.

She had no idea where to begin to.

Never having come across such a heinous person in her life Alexis had no idea what to do. At every turn in her life where she had chosen to trust Angelo, it always happens that he had a hand in that very soon they brought down on her.

It was a never-ending cycle that only saw-through and where she decided that she would never trust him again.

She was once again in her bathtub. After knowing that what happened with her during the kidnapping she just wanted to get his touch off of her. Angelo’s touch now seemed to be disgusting and dirty.

Hence, her baths had gotten more often and longer especially when she saw her husband around the house.

It disgusted her.

“Alexis?” She breathed sharply when she heard his voice. “Can you come out? I need to talk to you.”

She got out of the tub and pulled on a bathrobe her clothes were outside and she had no mind getting dressed in front of him.

She opened the door and found him sitting on the couch, so she took a seat in front of him.

“What is it?” She asked in a neutral tone.

He placed a file in front of her. A file and when she looked at it we breathed hammered and her heart pounded loudly.

Another file.

“I did not have time to talk to you in the past two days and that we travel back to Italy and I did not want to do it in front of the children so here it is,” He pointed to the file, “I was drugged that night, I felt it and the reports say so too.”

‘So was I,’ she stared at him, ‘By you of all people.’ She glanced at the file in front of her and stood up walking away to the walk-in closet.

“Alexis?” He called and followed.

She gritted, “Don’t follow!” She hurriedly got dressed and was alerted of his presence.

Numbness was alls he felt around her when it came to him. Maybe because nothing was there.

He was waiting outside when she got out and as she carried her tasks she could feel his hard stare on her back.

Not that she minded. Living with him had given her enough time to get used to people staring at her.

“You are ignoring me.” He concluded watching her walk around the room as if wasn’t there.

‘You ignored my dignity when you raped me.’ She glanced. “No.”

“You are.” He pointed at her. “It’s not my fault I was drugged. That stupid blonde will pay for what she did.” He assured her.

She shook her head at that. A smile breaking out. “You mean to tell me,” she stepped closer to him and moved to lips right next to his. “that a blonde woman got through in drugging you and you had sex with her, in your marriage bed?” She tilted her head staring at him in wonder. “What a mafia boss. What a pity.”

His eyes flashed but she remained where use stood. She had leverage and she was never letting that go.

She stepped back and moved to check her phone. There was still an hour to pick up her children.

“You have a long way to go Angelo. Earning forgiveness after what you did will cost you dearly.”

When she glanced at him, he was already looking at her with determined eyes. “I am ready for it. I know what I did and I am will atone for it.”

She sighed and nodded along with his words. “A long way that is. . . .”

“I will do whatever you say.” He started.

She kept her phone down and looked towards him with her arms crossed. “Then can you give me my right? The Donna needs to have her decisions too.”

He was stiff after that. She could see him maintaining the character and trying his best not to fall out.

“What?” Said he.

She smiled. “Do you remember? Five years ago, you took to a strip club cum brothel where you made me watch a woman, a girl, get fucked by multiple men to get the message across about my fate would be if I say no.” She gave him a tight-lipped smile, “I want to change that.”

He huffed and looked away, mocking her words. “What about it do you think you can change?”

“Oh, I can not change anything.” She pointed at him. “You are,” then pointed to herself, “for me.”

He shook his head slightly staring into her eyes. “Don’t cross your limits.”

“Should you be the one to talk about limits? Why you, not the one who crossed all of his limits two nights ago?”

He looked away and clenched his jaw. “It was a mistake and I am assuring you that she will pay for that and it would never happen again.”

“What she did to you was what she did to you.” She spoke slowly trying to make sure that he understood. “I don’t care if you drop kyu or not your fear should make people think twice before doing that. You can do it with her. What I want is you atoning for what you to me, to us.”

He stepped closer to her and held her shoulders. “I will make it alright.”

As I would trust you now. “That you would. But you would have to do as I said for that.” She smiled and stepped away. “And what I would say in the future too.”

He hesitated in replying. “Alexis . . . .”

“I am not asking for something unrealistic. Just something better for someone.”

And now for the masterstroke, “I thought there was love between us. All the time we spent together, I thought that both of us loved each other but. . . . ” She looked down for effect and then stepped away from him Turing her back to him.

“Please leave.” She sniffed. The closed with a bang and she smiled.

She had him in her Palm.