Devil's Snare

chapter 20- He is a friend sir

Everyone was silently eating breakfast, and the kid was babbling something and asking questions; nobody bothered to say anything as they were not used to the lively atmosphere. Silas and his household moved to the Cavallo mansion. The entire villa was vibrant and filled with people. Rafael and Victor seemed to like the kid, but none of them showed it. This is new to them as they didn’t interact with the kids for many years.

Alzea was feeding the kid, not noticing the eyes on her. She ensured the kid had everything he needed, from water to nutrients and supplements. They were also practicing for his speech therapy. Rafael was watching her with curious eyes. Every move of hers is delicate and attentive; not once did she let the kid let her know his needs; she was very proactive and would address his needs before he even asked. Later, Silas walked in and started having breakfast, followed by Maya, Victor, and Sadie.

Rafael looked at Sadie and her smiley face and asked, “What are you so happy about, Sadie? And why are you here?”

“You will see fiancé; Uncle Vittorio asked me to move here, and if you have any issues take it with him, not me,” she said, chirping.

Just as everyone was about to put their first bite in, the kid made a huge fuss asking to put him down. Sadie was irritated and was about to yell, but one look from Rafael shut her down.

Rafael observed Alzea and the hickey on her shoulder; she did not notice it. Sadie noticed Rafael looking at Alzea and asked, “what is that on your shoulder?” this made everyone look at her.

“Huh?” asked Alzea, unaware of the hickey on her shoulder. “Your shoulder, girl, there is something there; are you whoring around?” this made Alzea look at Sadie with wide eyes.

“We walk in the woods with the kid; maybe something happened,” Alzea said, sure that there must be something on her shoulder that had to do with the demon.

This time Maya intervened and said, “find it out; if not, it could be dangerous for you” to everyone, that seemed like a concern, but Rafael felt something else in that tone.

“Hmm.” Alzea nodded and got on with her work. Everyone was done with their breakfast and left for work. The hall only had Alzea, the kid, and Rafael. Alzea walked into the kitchen to pour some milk for the kid. She filled the milk and walked over to the sink; she put the glass over the sink and poured the milk into it. She turned around to face the impassive Rafael. He was looking down at her. This made Alzea gulp, “do you want something, Mr. Cavallo?” she asked, trying not to tremble, but he made her nervous.

He said nothing and bent down to Alzea’s level; this made her crouch back. He lifted his hand and moved it further, enclosing her between the counter and himself; he then moved even closer to her like he was hugging her. Alzea closed her eyes and stood there, feeling him come closer; he smiled at her petite form, took the apple behind her, and bit it. The sound of the apple made her open her eyes, but he continued to look at her while biting into the apple. Their proximity caused her heartbeat to rise as high as the Burj Khalifa. He did not waver his expression nor move back; he stood there looking at her and eating that apple. Alzea was standing there awkwardly, not understanding what she was supposed to do, so she tried to move to her left to leave; Rafael moved to her left and blocked her, she then moved to the right, and he mirrored her movements after teasing her for a good few minutes, he left without looking at her. Alzea was shocked beyond words, “what just happened? Why was he making me nervous?”

When Alzea walked out of the kitchen, he was still sitting at the table as if nothing had happened, but Alzea’s mind was in a frenzy, “why was he looking at me like he was going to eat me?” she shrugged it thinking it wasn’t her concern to wonder. Alzea did not have the mental capacity to think about it anymore. It wasn’t her job to wonder why he was behaving the way he was acting.  She picked the kid up, taking him to the living room. She walked over to Paul and asked him, “Mr. Paul, where is the chauffeur? It is time for speech therapy”.

“I will call Master Silas and ask him to come to get you both,” he said, picking up his phone and calling Silas.

“No need, I will take you both,” Rafael spoke from behind, shocking Alzea and Paul.

“I think we can do with the driver, Sir,” she said, trying to reason with him.

Without looking at Alzea, Rafael spoke to Paul, “tell them to be ready in 15”, leaving them behind.

“You heard him; get ready in 15”, said Paul leaving Alzea.

As soon as Alzea packed everything for the kid for his speech therapy, she walked out, finding Rafael already in the car. Alzea wondered why he was driving his employee’s nephew and babysitter to speech therapy. A few minutes later, the car halted, and Rafael parked there.

After picking up the kid, Alzea entered the building. He sat in his car, recalling the way Alzea crouched in fear and gulped, the way her eyes looked up in fear and shock, fuck, she was delightful and such a sweet little thing, Rafael thought to himself as he sat there in his car.

The therapy time was done, and Alzea walked out holding the kid. She looked down, trying not to slip, and collided with someone. Before she could fall, two arms held her upright. She looked at the person to thank them but met with a familiar face “Matt………. what are you doing here?” she asked in excitement.

She was enthusiastic, so Matt smiled, “Nothing, Zee, I work here as a clerk, a part-time job, making some extra money.”

As he pulled the kid's cheeks, he asked, “Is this the kid you babysit for?” Alzea kissed the little boy on the cheek. "Yes, he is quite handsome, isn't he?"

Because she had not seen Matt in so long, they spent much time talking about schoolwork. Matt always made Alzea laugh; he loved her laughter too. But the two were unaware that someone was watching them with burning eyes; if looks could kill, Matt would have been dead and rotting in the ground by now. After chatting for a while, Alzea bid Matt goodbye and walked toward her car to meet Rafael's snarling gaze.

When Alzea finished sitting in the car, he shut his side of the door hard and began driving. He asked her, "What is your job, Miss Galanis?" While holding the steering wheel tightly, he asked her, "What do you do?".

Not wanting to anger him, she replied, "Um. I'm a babysitter, Sir." “It is important to remember that you are on the clock, and Silas pays you for doing your job. He is not paying to spend time with every random boy you encounter on the street," he slammed the brakes harder.

As tears threatened to fall from her eyes, she wondered why he was so upset with her, considering she does not work directly for him and that he should not care whom she talked to or what she was doing; plus, it was only five minutes of his and her time.

She did not respond, so he asked a notch higher, "Answer me.”

“He's my friend, sir. We were talking about our assignments due this week”, she said, tears streaming down her cheeks. It's unreasonable and rude of him. “You aren’t employed with me, but I can very well make sure you never get a single job anywhere if I want to, don’t ever repeat this mistake,” he said, starting his car and driving back to the mansion. He wasn’t sure if he was angry at himself or her; was he feeling jealous? Why would he? she is nothing to him.

Alzea entered the mansion with a gloomy face, “what happened, Alzea?” asked Paul.

“Nothing, Mr. Paul, I am just tired; I want to go home and rest,” she said, not wanting to tell Mr. Paul the reason behind her sadness.

Rafael walked into his study, banging its door shut. “That bastard, how dare he go behind Sia after I told him not to? He needs a lesson, but before that, you need a lesson, Sia, and I will teach you a good one tonight”, he said, smiling to himself.

Later that evening, Alzea got ready to go home. As it had been two days last, she went home. When she was about to head out, Paul walked in and informed her that she had to stay another day. Alzea was cursing her stars for feeling so happy that she could go home too soon.

She put the kid down for the night and walked into her room to sleep.

Okay. Rafael is losing his mind; do you think he will hurt Alzea? As usual, please follow me, like, comment and share 😊 Since the last chapter was short, I thought I would post another