Tattered Love

Chapter 5

My heels click against the concrete as I make my way towards the limousine. Yet again, Alessio is pushed towards the door. Before my hand can touch the handle of the door; his beats me to it. Like a gentleman he isn't, he opens the door for me. I duck in and take the furthest seat away from everyone. Soon everyone else is piling into the back. I glance out the window, ignoring everyone around me. That is until someone asks the most unexpected question that made my brain become interested yet I have became uncomfortable.

"Are we going to be expecting a nuisance at this place as well?" Gabby's voice rings out.

"A nuisance is one way to call her." Xander grumbles out.

"More like am I going to have to get my hand warmed up for another beat down?" Tori questions with her brow raised to the Gods above.

I shift uncomfortably in my seat. The leather squeaks under my cheeks.

"Father has forbidden her to come." Antonio says with a smirk that was meant to piss Alessio off.

"I was going to put my life down and say Tori could take her with ease." Arcangelo chuckles out.

"At lease someone has faith in my skills." Tori says with a wink.

Internally, I'm groaning. How is it, my sisters can find ways to flirt in situations like this. After having questions play in my head and trying to play out scenarios in my head; the limousine stops at a high end bakery. Everyone begins to pile out; I'm the last to exit. As I go to step out, a warm arm guides me out with ease. As I glance up at which Greco happened to be a gentleman. My eyes stare back into icy cold blue eyes.

Great.

He's putting on a show now.

Instead of snatching my hand out of his soft grip; I cast him a small soft smile. I begin to walk as he detaches his soft grip from my arm. I enter in behind Tori and Xander. The owner greets us as we all have entered through the spinning door. If this wasn't such a big deal, I would have spent hours running in circles in that thing.

"We have the cakes set up at table 7 for you all to test. Write down the number or numbers of the cakes you all like on the paper in front of your seats." She says as she guides up through the bakery.

I take the seat at the right end of the table. Alessio takes the other head of the table. Everyone else gathers around in their seats. Glancing at the table, I notice ten different selections. Remembering last time I wanted to eat sweets; Alessio's comment plus into my mind. Should I really test these cakes? Will he make a crude comment yet again? Tori sticks her fork into a sparkly pink cake. The name plate says Champagne cake. She lets out a small groan of satisfaction.

"Issy, you have got to try this one!" She says as she looks over at me.

I glance up at Alessio still unsure what to do. He gives me a questionable look. I look back down at the table still not moving to touch my fork. A cough catches my attention causing me to glance up at my unused fork.

"Are you going to try any?" Adriano asks.

"Uh, I.... Will I get judged for trying cakes out?" I ask a little too sharply.

My question has caught everyone off guard. They finally realize why I haven't tried a single cake.

"Whomever has said anything about your figure is truly as fucking idiot." Arcangelo says while looking at me.

I glance over and see Xander and Adriano glaring downing Alessio.

"Please Bella, try them out and see which is your favorite." Antonio instructs with a sweet voice.

He sends me a reassuring smile and I return it back.

"If anyone says anything, I'll stab them in the eye with my fork." Xander threatens with a shrug of his shoulders.

I shuddered under his comment and grab my fork. I take the smallest bite of the cake Tori had mentioned. The flavors dance in my mouth as I eat the cake. After I swallow the last bit, everyone is waiting for my input on it.

"I like this one." I softly say.

With nods of approval, I watch everyone begins to into the varieties of cake. Everyone except Alessio and I. We're in a mist of a stare down. The front door chime has made us break our stare down. I watch as supermodel legs begin to strut our way. I roll my eyes and groan out loud. I turn back around to see Alessio with a pissed off expression on his face. His scrapes his chair against the floor and walks with force towards her. He abruptly stops in front of her and grabs her arm. I can hear their faint conversation in Italian as he drags her away.

"Cosa diavolo stai facendo qui?" He asks in anger.

"Mi è permesso vedere cosa sta combinando il mio umano." She retorts.

"Stai provocando una scenata, Ana. Smettila con queste stronzate. Papà ti ha proibito di venire a qualsiasi stronzata del matrimonio." He snaps as the round the corner.

I turn back around and see different emotions playing in his brothers' faces. I swear Xander looks like he's about to pounce of either Ana or Alessio.

"She seriously had the balls." Adriano whispers in shock.

Shaking my head at his comment with a small chuckle. I watch as Alessio comes storming back into his seat. Before anyone could mention or say a word; he beats everyone to it.

"I am sorry about that. She was told not to show up. I warned her to stay out of anything that wedding related." He calmly says with a cold voice.

"It wouldn't be an issue if you wouldn't shove your dick in her puma." Arcangelo grumbles under his breath.

"I could marry this guy." Gabby says in between her laughs.

"It's fine. Has everyone picked out their favorite cakes yet?" I question.

Everyone nods at the question.

"Champagne cake?" I ask. I watch as Tori raises her hand.

"Pistachio cake?" I question with a horror look on my face. I watch as Arcangelo raises his hand. What is wrong with this guy? Did his taste buds get burnt as a child?

"Is he even human?" I mumble to myself causing everyone to laugh. Even Alessio chuckles.

"Banana Foster? What is the hell is that?" I again question with disgust playing on my face. I watch as no one raised their hand. Thank god!

"White chocolate cake?" I ask again. I watch as Gabby, Xander, and Adriano raise their hands.

"Vanilla Buttercream.." I call out. No one raises their hands.

"Salted Caramel..." I softly read out. I watch as Antonio raises his hand.

"German Chocolate.." I slowly call out. Again, no one has raised their hands.

There's only two left and I don't know which one Alessio has picked.

"White Chocolate Raspberry." I read off.. My hand shoots up along with Alessio. My eyes go wide as I see his hand in the air.

"Holy Shit. The King and Queen have agreed on a cake!" Xander says with shock on his face.

"It's settled then. They have agreed on a cake." Adriano comments. He waves over the owner and whispers in her ear.

"Excellent." She comments with a cheery voice and clapped her hands.

I watch as she walks away and everyone begins to stand up. Still Alessio and I stare at each other's raised hand in shock. I cough, breaking us out of our trance and both of us lower our hands. I hurriedly exit my seat and begin to briskly walk to the door with Alessio on my heels. His hand softly grabs my arm and turns me around mid-step.

"I truly did tell Ana not to come around." He says with a calmer voice.

All I can do is nod my head and begin to walk backwards away from the Devil who'll shatter my heart in an instant. I back up so far, I bump into a tall plant. My bumping causing it to fall and crash to the ground. My face begins to heat up as my face turns from tan to extremely red.

Oh dear god!