Chapter 15

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Maria

After dinner we chatted a bit, we as in not Alessandro because he was busy being Edward Cullen, staring at me.

I found out he mainly does some business including military, providing them weapons, so they have to keep weapons in the house and security as well.

His brother, Matteo helps him in that, that is why they both are very busy people.

After that, we went upstairs to our rooms to sleep. Does it happen to all or just me that you can't sleep in someone else's house easily? I have trouble.

After tossing and turning for hours, I get up from the bed and walked towards the balcony. The moonlight looked beautiful, reflecting on the pool water. It was breezy outside.

Then there were some movements. The gate opened and 5 black trucks came inside. The guards were checking the trucks one by one and then let them in. There were huge men with guns in their hands, that must be the security I guess. And then they went behind the mansion.

I let out a sigh and walked back into the room. Then I decided to go downstairs to get some water. I always forget to carry a bottle with me to the room and then I have to go back to the kitchen.

It is dark, with few guards here and there. God! there is no privacy in this house.

I walk towards the tap and fill the glass with water when someone clears their throat behind me. I jump in reflex, let out a small scream and turn to see.

Alessandro.

God! Why is he so spooky. And is very close, I can feel his breath on my hair. He leans down, what is he doing? I lean backwards, not knowing what to do.

I put my hand on the counter for support but they slipped and was about to fall. Hurriedly I held on to his shirt for support.

And he just smirks.

Does he know any other expressions? He leans more, takes his hand behind me and turns off the tap.

All this for that. Bastard! Couldn't tell me?

I clear my throat and take a step back.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Well this is my house, what are you doing here?" Jesus his voice does things to me.

"Wanted some water. Were you working right now?" Man, this is awkward I don't know why.

"From where would you get that idea?" he frowns at my words.

"Well I was in the balcony when many trucks were coming in, so I thought...."

He becomes rigid to my words. Did I say something wrong?

"Oh, um yeah. That's for the next trade." He says while looking anywhere but me.

"Ok."

There was silence for a long time, neither of us said anything.

"I am sorry." He broke the silence.

"What?" I was clueless.

"You heard me right. Don't make me repeat it."

"Ok, but what for?"

"For the whole staring thing during dinner. I- it's just that, when I heard I was going to marry you, I refused the first time. But then my mother convinced me, and here you are.

I thought you would be some gold digger or a brat who is always caked with makeup, but you turned out completely opposite. In a good way." He says the last part hurriedly.

I was about to speak but he continued.

"You just surprised me, cause I had met your sister once and she was something else." He says with disgust "she was always money and man, so it was quite hard to believe that you are her sister. So I was seeing if there is anything similar."

"By gawking at me? Did you find anything common?" I asked folding my arms in front of me.

"Well other than your last names nothing and I was thankful for that. But I was surprised even more when I found out you speak Italian." He smiled! Not smirked.

That brought a smile to my face. "Well my friend Jo speaks Italian so she used to speak with me and then I caught up." I shrugged.

"That is good that you know your country's language."

"My country?" I frown at his words. I was born in America.

"No! I mean, it will be easy for you when you are settled here. This will be your country as well." He says fast and in panic.

"Ok?"

"Let my behaviour make up to you. Will you go out with me tomorrow? I can show you around, we can go for dinner?" He says with hopeful eyes.

I think for a bit. Well, that is not a bad idea, I have nothing to do here anyway. We will get to know each other more.

"Fine, only because I want to see around."

"Ok good." He leans down, kisses my forehead and says goodnight.

I was taken aback by the sudden movement.

Maybe this will work. He will treat me good. I take my glass and go to my bed. I hope tomorrow goes well.

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