39.
Amelia's POV
Three days later
I sighed, crossing my legs as I sat on a bench at the garden.
"Amelia!" I heard a familiar voice call my name out of nowhere. I looked around hoping this was real but it's a pity I'm wallowing in my imaginations again.
Alessandro, why are you doing this to me? Ever since our argument the other day, he has been avoiding me and I was doing my best to pretend as if I was the least affected.
"What are you doing here?" I looked beside me and saw a girl, Vivianne precisely. She folded her arms across her chest defiantly and raised her chin, obviously waiting for me to speak .
"I should be asking you that question. What are you doing here?" I rolled my eyes at her. I was here before her, besides the last time I checked, this garden doesn't belong to her.
Vivianne scoffed, tightening her fists. "Who are you?"
"I'm Amelia." I replied in the same tone. "And I guess you are Vivianne, the stubborn little girl." I laughed dryly, making Vivianne fume in anger.
"Hmm, Alessandro has been feeding you with so much information about me, isn't it? Can't you just respect a pretty girl like me?"
"Oh,pretty Vivianne." I poked her cheeks, bending to her level. "You can't even respect your own father and now you want respect from me?"
She slapped my hands away her glare fixed on me. "Don't you dare mention my father!"
"What's that? What has Sir Alessandro done to you?" I arched my brows.
"Sir Alessandro? That scumbag?"
Uh? Why would she address her father that way?
"Isn't he your daddy? Has he done anything to you?" I asked, my curiousity piqued. "Tell me." I held Vivianne's hands but the glare she gave me sent me withdrawing my hands from hers.
This little….
I tightened my fists, swallowing hard. Just some minutes with this little rat and I'm already pissed.
"Why are you so disrespectful?" I narrowed my eyes at her and she moved forward, pushing my head backwards with her index finger.
"You don't have any respect either. Do you?" She placed her hands on her waist, looking up at me.
Gosh, why is this vixen testing my patience?
"You dad hasn't taught you any morals, has he?"
A ruthless father and a taunting daughter! Perfect!
"I said don't talk about my dad! He's nothing but a liar and a cheat! He always makes mommy cry!" Vivianne yelled at my face.
I frowned in confusion. Was she speaking about Alessandro or someone else?
"Isn't your daddy Sir Alessandro?"
"Just shut up!" She pushed me away, yelling. "I hate everyone!"
My lips quirked as I saw her walk away. There was something behind Vivianne's bad attitude as a young girl.
There must me something wrong with her family. The reason why she hates her dad...because he's a cheat? This was just too much for a girl of her age to handle.
I wished I could help. Even though I didn't grow up, knowing my parents, I hate to see anyone having family problems just like Vivianne.
I would love to do something to help Vivianne overcome this storm. I just hope I'm not going beyond my boundaries.
At evening, I met Alessandro at the balcony and decided to speak to him about Vivianne.
He was her father so he shouldn't ignore the poor girl and give her some attention.
Regina wasn't even here to attend to the girl's needs too. Where has Vivianne being all these while? Did they leave her to some relatives or something?
"Master." I bowed my head. I didn't want to speak with Alessandro, especially not when his mind is filled up with imaginations about him.
"Can I speak to you for a moment?"
He raised his brows, eyeing me with scrutiny but nodded his head without saying anything.
"Umm, it's about your daughter, Vivianne." I began and Alessandro cut in, scoffing.
"You still have that thoughts? That she is my daughter?"
Uh?
"Do you not ever understand anything, Amelia?" He folded his arms. I gulped, stunned to the core.
Vivianne wasn't his daughter? Oh my God! So all my assumptions were wrong?
Or was he lying?
"I'm... I'm sorry, I guess I'm wrong about that."
Alessandro looked up, sipping his wine before speaking. "Is this some excuse to get my attention?"
What?
I raised my lips up to form a sneer and Alessandro cocked his eyebrows at the expression on my face.
"Am I wrong?"
"Yes, you're wrong!" I quickly answered, trying my best not to yell.."why do you think the world revolves around only you? For your information, I'm only here to talk to you about Vivianne, that little girl needs additional care. Can you just do something about it and stop being cocky?"
"Just admit it, Amelia." He stood up and when he walked closer to me, I instinctively moved backwards. My legs lost balance and just when I thought I was gonna fall, Alessandro grabbed my waist.
Our gaze locked for a flicking moment and I felt goosebumps all over my body as we were too close. He still has an effect on me.
Even after that heated arguement with him, I couldn't seem to take my mind off him and even now he was using his charming features on me again.
My eyes were fixed on his tempting lips. How I wish he could make a move and claim my lips. I swear I want him...all of him.
"I'll…. I'll just come back when you're back to your senses. I guess you're drunk." I said. I thought he'd just let me go but instead he pulled me closer, pushing my body more into him.
"What are you doing?!" I widened my brows at him. The proximity!
"Why is your body suddenly warm? Is it because I'm close to you?"
So proud! What does he think of himself? That I'm going crazy over him?
"Now it's all clear you're really really out of your sense. Can't you feel the breeze out here? How can my body not go warm when I'm outside here...?"
"Next to me?" Alessandro let out a scoff and held my cheek with one hand, still grabbing my waist firmly with the other. "You always have an excuse for everything. The last time your nipples poked out, you lied about it even though I knew it was all because of me and now you lie about the sudden warmness of your body too?"
"You're so full of yourself. You're not so handsome as you think, okay? Now let me go right now." I raised my index finger, almost poking it in his eyes.
Alessandro chuckled, licking his lips. I know he was doing that intentionally? Turning it all wet because he thinks I'm falling?
Wait, why do I feel wet between my legs?
"You might just have to get a veil to cover up. Little love, I can see your hardened tits and..I can even see them." Alessandro said and I covered my chest with my hands.
This….this fool!
"This….this.. it's simply because of the cold and nothing more, okay!" I screamed and moved away from him.
I ran to my room and slammed the door shut. Oh fuck! I held my chest, breathing heavily like I just finished a marathon. Of course, the moment with that bastard was marathon!
"Who's there?" I asked when I heard a knock on the door. The person didn't reply and I angrily opened the door.
I froze when my eyes fell on Alessandro. What does he want from me?
Instead of scolding and yelling at him, I got lost in my own world, staring at his perfectly shaped face. Cold yet beautiful. Why does he look like an angel?
Before I could snap out of my daze, I felt something cold on my lips. I froze, my brows widened.
I just cummed again!
His smooth palms kneaded my breasts slowly and softly and I instead of pushing him off, I wrapped my arms around him. Already lost in the estastic moment.
"You might as well need to lock the door during time like this in case a girl like me passes by."
We both heard a voice behind us and immediately we broke from the kiss.
"Vivianne!" I screamed, pulling down my shirt. Alessandro quickly moved to cover her eyes. Too late.
"What are you doing here?"