And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kind of free

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After pulling me from the room, Angelo and I walked back to the kitchen area of Alfas wing.

"Can you cook for me brandipo i'm hungry," Angelo said with a pout.

"Yes only because i'm hungry too." I replied. As I began to walk to the stove. "Oh and you can use this time to tell me about the estate and more importantly, about Alfa." I finished.

I wanted to know as much about him as I could, if I was going to get him to eventually fall in love with me.

"Non essere timido, qui tutto è praticamente tuo ora," Angelo spoke. (Don't be shy stupid everything in here is yours) "What's ours is yours is what the Americans say I believe," He finished after watching me hesitate to open the fridge.

I was glad he had said that, as i'd always felt weird opening other people's fridge. It was like when you went over to a friends and they tell you you can go in their pantry or something.

"Thank you Angy I really appreciate it." I replied sincerely.

"So what do you want to eat?" I asked. "Oh I forgot to mention i'm pescatarian so I am limited to what I can make you," I added as an after thought. I hoped that they had fish stocked in their fridge or Angelo and I would both be going hungry.

"Fish is fine with me, brandipo," He replied.

I opened the fridge to find it stocked to the brim with all types of fruits, veggies, meats, drinks, etc. I was convinced this place was heaven and that I had secretly died.

"Oh my gosh Angie, pinch me this can't be real." I absentmindedly murmured.

"Ouch!" I yelped, after feeling a hard punch to my side. That freaking nincompoop had taken my saying literal and punched me.

"I said pinch me you mutt, not give me a broken rib!" I yelled at him.

"How would your boss feel about you laying hands on the guest, hmm" I added as an after thought. I laughed deeply after seeing his face slightly pale.

"Non fare la spia non ti ho nemmeno picchiato così tanto mi dispiace!" Angelo frantically spoke. (Don't snitch I didn't even hit you that hard i'm sorry.)

I had concluded that he had apologized but seeing his annoying self sweat was just too good to let pass up.

"No I don't accept your apology, I think Alfa would be more than happy to know how i'm being treated, since you said he would love for me to stay." I playfully replied.

"Por favor Amy, mi lascerà anche colpirmi indietro e non dirmi che mi aizzerà il culo!" Angelo rushed. (Please Amy, i'll even let you hit me back just please don't tell he'll kick my ass.)

I couldn't help the loud laugh that left my mouth after hearing Angelo plead with me to not tell Alfa about him hitting me. It was like hitting a younger sibling and beginning them not to tell mom.

"Angy poo I was only kidding, I won't tell Alfa." I said in between my laughter.

I could visibly see the relief in his face after hearing me say that.

He was an idiot.

"You are so annoying Amethyst," Angelo spit back at me.

I ignored him as I began to pull out salmon, lettuce, as well as lemons, and potatoes? Who put potatoes in the fridge? I shook off the thought as I began to wash and prepare everything.

Since it was around ten o clock at night, I decided to make a basic salmon caesar salad with mashed potatoes.

It was quick, easy, and most of all tasty.

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