Chapter 126
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A dream? I wondered and stroked my throat that felt itchy to feel the metal collar, bringing a displeased groan to my mouth. No, a nightmare. I should have never indulged him with a kiss that night. No, I shouldn't have even let him sit next to me. If I had done that then I wouldn't have found myself in this predicament.
What in the world even happened? I wondered, referring to how I had lost conscious. The last thing that I could recall was a blinding light soon followed by anguish pain running through my veins.
"You're awake." I jolted at the baritone voice that came from my side. Glancing side-ways I saw mafia boy sitting lazily on a chair, reading a book. I glowered at him, not being in the mood to see his face. "Why are you here?" I snapped.
He closed the book and placed it away on the nightstand next to me and uncrossed his legs. "I am here so that we won't be repeating the same mistake of you frying yourself."
"Yeah! What the hell was that anyway?" I yelled as I pointed at the accursed collar. He stood up and walked to me, tilting my head up by placing his finger under my chin to let his eyes roam around, inspecting the collar. "A small tool to prevent you from escaping this place. The moment you step a foot outside this building electricity will be released and the intensity will only increase the longer you're outside." He explained calmly.
Horrified-stricken I smacked his hand away. "There must be something wrong with you! You can't treat me like a damn feral animal!" I stated angrily, placing my hand on my chest as my chest heaved up and down from anger.
"Trust me we've been all wondering whether his parents had dropped him on his head when he was a baby." A disgruntled voice that didn't belong to Alessandro interjected itself in to the conversation pulling my attention away to glare at the entrance where three men had stepped in to the room; all men with whom I had the displeasure of becoming acquaintance with.
The voice belonged to the man who always wore a displeased expression as if someone had peed in his cereal every day. His hands were thrusted in his front pockets as he walked in. Next to him was the guy who always had a bubbly personality, a smile on full display, but a mouth that wouldn't stop rambling. And behind them stood the giant man with rich melanin skin who had spoken to me in a slow speech before.
I glowered at them. "Oh look who we have here, dumb, dumber and dumb-est." I spat.
The man with the brown hair and eyes that matched mine narrowed his eyes at me. "The last time I checked I wasn't the one who blindly run out of the house and got electrocuted."
My nose scrunched up in distaste. I really dislike that guy.
"Antonio." Alessandro's stern voice ricochet throughout the room, demanding absolute attention. He glared warningly at the rude guy whose name I assume was Antonio and said. "Watch your tongue. James is going to be your Coomare even if it is you I don't condone disrespect."
Antonio pursed his lips into a thin line and clicked his tongue petulantly as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. Reveled seeing him miffed I couldn't help but grin pleased, but the grin was quickly wiped away when Alessandro's brooding eyes met mine. "The same thing goes for you Bambino. These are my most trusting men and I expect that you'll respect them."
I snorted. "I am not yours to command Mafia boy, so you can take your expectations and shove it down your as-"
"Hey, hey!" I recoiled back, hitting the back of my head against the wall when a face with a widespread-grin manifested in front of me- calling out to me in an excited voice. One of his knees leaned on the edge of the bed while his hands were planted on each side of my leg, entrapping them.
Stupefied I stared at the guy who had a charming face; his sea-blue eyes peering up at me with curiosity, his golden hair reflecting the rays of the sun. "Who's the dumb-est one out of the three of us?" He queried, pointing his finger at Antonio, the big guy and himself.
Quirking my brow I said, "Isn't that obvious?" Raising my right hand I used my index to point at Antonio. "Him."
Antonio's brows crushed together thunderously as he parted his mouth to say something but was interrupted instantaneously by a vicious snarl erupting in the room. The foghorn-like snarl made me cover my ears with my hands in order to protect my hearing. Startled by it with a frown on my face snapped my head to the side to see Alessandro glaring at the blond-haired guy and I displeased.
"I think that I can speak for everyone here that we would really appreciate it if we could preserve our hearing, Aldo." The blond-haired guy commented.
The muscle on Alessandro's temple twitched as he narrowed his eyes. "Piero, move." He commanded gruffly not liking the composition that the guy and I was in.
Piero pouted his lips and stretched out his arms to grab and pull me in his embrace, pressing our cheeks together. "But I want to get closer to brother-in-law." He whined as he squeezed me tight which only fueled Alessandro with more rage. Alessandro grabbed me by my arm and snatched me out of Piero's hold. I stumbled out of the bed from the force and crashed against Alessandro's chest. He lassoed his arm around me pulling me impossible closer against him.
"Don't touch him." He glared at Piero warningly. Piero begrudgingly clicked with his tongue before he muttered under his breath. "You're no fun."
Entangled in the impeccable embrace I felt my airway being cut off and mustered all of my strength to move my hand to pat his chest to get his attention. Alessandro moved his narrowing gaze from Piero to me. His eyes softens as he smiled affectionate at me. "Yes?"
"I-I can't breathe." I squeezed my voice out like a puff of air. Alessandro immediately loosened his hold, ushering a quick apology, but didn't let me go.
"Thanks." I breathed out. "Now can someone explain to me what's happening?" I asked.
"Oh I can!" Piero said enthusiastic, his arm stretched up and his feet were brought together on the bed. Antonio threw him glare, telling him to shut up but you can never shut up a chatterbox. "Big bro Aldo searched far and wide to find you and when he did kidnapped you, dragged you to Italy, placed a collar on you so that you won't run away and now you're destined to marry Aldo and become the Coomare of our Familia!" Counting on his fingers he went down the list and hummed thoughtfully. "Did I forget to mention anything else?"
I don't think so, but I really want to know what you're on right now, because I need that shit. Folding my arms in front of my chest I said, "I am not going to marry Mafia boy."
Piero threw his back and laughed hysterical, his arms covering his stomach, "That's a good one. You not marrying big bro, ha!"
Seeing my expression remaining unchanged his laughter subsided down and his arms slumped down to his side. "Oh, he's not joking." He shifted his eyes to Alessandro and repeated. "He's not joking Aldo. He doesn't want to marry you."
"I heard," Lowering himself Alessandro brought his mouth closely to my ear, his lips grazing the top of it. "but we can change that."
