|| Disguised Sins ||

Chapter 49

Well hello!!!

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Maria.

It took me some time to register what Alesso had said. I was knowing him before when I was eight, I came here to this very house. Nora was alive, Alesso's psychotic brother Zamar was also there and I talked back to him. Fear crept in me when a few of the memory glimpses came into my mind of that day. I could vaguely remember it was Christmas and I entered the mansion, nothing important but when Alesso filled me in the details, the memories joined everything together.

"Please say something." Alesso said scooting over so he was beside me leaning against the bedpost, holding my hand as if I would just abandon him if he let go.

"I don't know what to say," I murmured letting out a sigh. "I have so many questions." I didn't look at him and kept my eyes on our hands.

"You can ask me anything, I won't hold back Maria. Please just, don't be afraid of me." I could hear he was nervous to know my reaction.

He doesn't get it does he?

"I am afraid," I took a deep breath as I murmured.

"Please don't, I won't hurt-"

"I am afraid because I am not scared of you." I met my gaze with his silver eyes which were wide in shock.

"What?" His voice broke a bit but his shoulders relaxed with ease.

"I don't know to be honest. When I found out about all of this I was mad but not scared that you would hurt me. Not that frightened that I wanted to run away or leave you. Deep down somewhere I knew you wouldn't harm me, but I was afraid of what you do. That life scares the shit out of me and when I saw the photos and documents I just wanted to hide in some corner and cry." I felt so mentally exhausted right now, even my tears didn't want to fall as I looked at him through glossy eyes.

"So you are not scared of me?" He asked to confirm making me nod. I didn't miss the small smile which curved upon his lips. "But you are scared of what I do?" He asked giving rise to a nod.

"Yeah, just it will take time for me to get used to it." I whispered sadly making him nod.

"So, ask your questions and I will try to answer in the least disturbing way possible." He chuckles trying to lighten the mood.

"Were you forced into this, the whole leading the Mafia thing?" I asked but he didn't speak for some time.

"No, I wanted to from the start. It is more like passed on me by my father." He looked down, avoiding my gaze as he confessed. I didn't ponder upon it much but questioned it.

"But wasn't Zamar the oldest?" I didn't want to say his name, not wanting to make Alesso uncomfortable but my mind speaks as if it is a different person. He stiffened at the topic but answered it.

"He was but he was adopted and to run the Mafia you need to be related by blood. When he was not given the position of the capo him was livid and that day Matteo found out about what he did to me. I begged Matteo not to tell our parents because I didn't want them to see me as a weak person. I wanted the family business and if they would have found out I didn't do anything about him then it would have gone to Matteo."

He looked so pained when he said those words making my heartbreak. He was just a kid back then, a teenager, he wouldn't have been able to fight back someone older than him by six years. I reached out my hand to tug a few strands of his hair behind his ear making him look at me. I loved the fact he sat close to me, my body yearned for his warmth.

"You were not weak Alesso, you were just a teenager, please don't consider yourself weak." I gave him a soft smile and he leaned down to peck my forehead.