His Temptation - on hold

Chapter 2

Nothing but silence crowded the dining room.

Everyone sat in their seats in silence taking bites out of their food that remained In front of them.

I was fortunately seated besides Miguel, who had joined us a couple minutes ago, but he wasn't quite himself tonight.

No one was themselves especially my brother. His eyes seemed to hoover around the table every minute looking for signs of misbehaviour and it pissed me off.

Antonio was sat besides Aleena, his eyes never seemed to look up always staring at the dish in-front of him that I couldn't help but feel those little dancing butterflies slowly die one by one.

The disappointment in me remained. I didn't know what to expect when he arrived but it certainly wasn't this.

I signed to myself and resumed back to my meal.

Antonio's POV:

I had no idea why I was here. What was I doing sitting around these people?

The atmosphere was stiff you could hardly breathe. Donatello wouldn't stop his annoying stares and Miguel seemed to be lost.

Aleena however was nice enough to talk to me in a tone that wasn't threatening unlike her husband.

I couldn't look up.

I couldn't look at her.

To see the same smile that had always crept on her face every time she spoke to someone. I couldn't stand her poisonous laugh or sickly voice.

I wasn't meant to be here.

I wasn't meant to be among her.

Dinner was soon enough coming to an end and relief flooded my body as soon as I saw the maids come and collect most of the dishes that were placed in front of us.

Donatello began to rise from his seat. The same look of disgust still lingered as his eyes found mine.

"Antonio" he addressed.

"Come with me and Miguel" he said heading out of the dinning room.

Before I got up. A gentle hand rested itself on mine. I turned to see the culprit finding Aleena patting my hand and giving me a sincere smile.

"I don't need your pity" I huffed under my breath pulling my arm away and followed Donatello's footsteps.

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His office remained silent for a while whilst I sat down in a nearby chair waiting for the explosion that was sure enough going to happen.

"How are you Antonio" Miguel spoke to ease the awkwardness. But that didn't work.

"I-"

"Shut up" I was quickly interrupted by Donatello's hideous snarl. "Don't you dare say another word"

"Can someone tell me what's going on" Miguel questioned trying to understand the current situation thinking Donatello would have  informed his second in command and best friend.

Donatello sighed leaning back in his chair, his eyes turning go meet Miguel's " we lost New York"

A pause echoed the room "how?" Miguel asked trying to find the answer and with one look from Donatello he knew.

His shoulders seem to slump as he turned his head around to face me "oh Antonio" he gently whispered.

I couldn't seem to look up. To see the disappointment in Miguel's face. He was the only one I had ever trusted seen as though he was the one who had found me that day at my fathers clients office drenched in the smell of blood and coper.

"Your brothers will come after you" Donatello said standing up "and you know damn well we can't do anything to stop them from killing you"

"Wait-"

"I said shut up!" Donatello boomed again. "What on earth were you thinking?"

"Did you think killing that man would help solve your situation in any way? open your eyes Antonio or do you need me to open them for you? Doing shit like that brings you to the same position your fathers in"

God I wanted to block his annoying voice. All he did was complain and argue, I'm amazed Aleena still puts up with his bullshit.

"Who knows about his death" Miguel spoke.

"No one yet. But they will soon and now I need to figure out a way to this shit up that you created" Donatello said piercing me with his gaze.

"Where are your brothers now?" He questioned.

I remained silent for a moment trying to break down the event in my mind, trying to figure out how it lead to my father laying in his own blood.

Finally I spoke "Carlos is in Philadelphia and I don't know where Luca is"

"Miguel" Donatello turned his attention to his second in command "find out where Luca is and inform me on Carlos" letting out a sigh".

"And you, I need you to stay out of sight until this whole thing blows over."

"I can't believe I'm saying this" he mumbles trying to find the courage to say his next words.

"You'll have to stay here to this whole mess disappears"

My legs suddenly stood up with the news. " I can't do that" I blurted out.

I couldn't stay here. Being trapped in a house with no where else to go was the first problem and the second was
Her.

My body wouldn't relax knowing I was in the same roof as her.

"You have no choice" Donatello snapped.

"Send me to one of your hotels, surely you have enough rooms"

"You're staying here and that's final, don't make me repeat myself again"

I inwardly cursed sitting myself back down.

This wasn't good.

Who was I kidding none of this situation was good. Staying in a place where I'd have someone watch me 24/7 wasn't good but most importantly being stuck in a place with the girl I once knew was a terrible idea.

"Thats it for now" Donatello said moving to his desk. "You know where the door is"

"Donatello" I gritted.

"I said leave Antonio. One of the maids will help you find your room. Now get. Out.

I marched to the door unable to process anything and slammed the door shut.

A maid walked her way towards me a Solemn look resting on her face as she waited for me to start walking.

Letting out a big sigh, I didn't want to trouble the poor woman any longer and began following her lead.

Just a we walked past door to door I felt someone's stare at the back of my neck.

My eyes landed on the bottom of the stares where two pale blue hues stared directly back. Nothing marked those wicked features as her legs started to walk up those flight of stares towards me.

But before I could give her the chance to reach the top, I began to walk away.