Tattered Love

Chapter 18

If I had known letting Ana play out her shenanigans would mean seeing her every damn day since finding that she's carrying his child..... I would have thrown myself off my balcony. She's been here exactly a damn month.... She's almost three months pregnant. Every female's pregnancy is different, however, she's not even showing the slightest bump.

Is she even pregnant?

Is she faking as part of their plan?

"What even is her plan?

All I know is, Alessio is to be catering to her needs.... When he isn't around, someone is tailing her around the mansion. As I dip my toes in the pool, Ana walks out in her elegant attire, like always. Her heels stop clanking on the concrete as she takes a squat beside me.

How can she walk in heels?

How can she even squat like that in heels?

"You're just temporary." She says in a threatening tone.

"And you're just a conniving witch." I reply back unbothered by her remark. As I lift my left leg up to stand up by the pool, small hands hit my back. The shove catches me off guard as I let out a squeal. The noise must have caught the guards by the house and the Greco's attention. As I come back up for air, I wipe the water from my face and I can see everyone clearly.

"What was that yelling?" Adriano asks with a weird expression planted on his face.

"She's clumsy and just fell in the water." Ana lies throw her teeth.

"So you couldn't have given her a helping hand?" Arcangelo asks as he glances up from his book.

"More like she was the helping hand." I grumble under my breath as I climb out the pool.

"I wouldn't want to risk the baby and all." Ana sneers.

"Why you Fopdoodle." I grunt out which gets cut off by Ana herself.

"She called me a conniving bitch." She whines.

"Liar, I called you a conniving witch. Not bitch." I fire back, ready to slap her face. Maybe, the slap would give her common sense.

"See, are you going to let her talk to me that way?" Ana complains to everyone, mainly Alessio.

"I'll deal with her later." Alessio pauses as he looks up from Ana to me. His look would send chills down anyone's spine. "You just get back inside and rest." He orders her. As she glides by Alessio and back into the house, his expression changes. His look is calmer and a smirk is placed on his lips.

Am I going to get dealt with later or?

Is he going to drowned me now with his smirk?

I walk pass everyone as Alessio grabs my arm.

"We'll talk later and deal with the consequences to your actions. Or words in this instance." He says as he points to his ear. I give him a questionable look which causes him to lean down to my ear.

"Andrè is by the door. Ears are listening." He whispers. He stands back up, tall as he lets go of my arm. I nod my head because I fully understand his words now. With my acknowledgment, he sends a wink.

This guy, I swear.

Rolling my eyes, I swiftly walk upstairs to my room. I change into dry clothing which consists of sweats and a hoodie. My feet are just sock covered feet. What felt like seconds was really minutes later, a knock on my door is hear through my room. As I open the door, I see Alex standing on the other side.

"Top floor, Father's office." Is all he says as he walks away. As I replay his words, I realize we're having a meeting on the fourth floor in Donatello's upstairs office. I rush down the hall to catch up to Alex. It's like he vanished through the walls; by the time I have caught up to the guy.... He's already three steps up and I'm already out of breath from running down two halls.

"Bout time." He chuckles out as I walk up the stairs beside him.

Why couldn't I married him instead? He's always been the nicest one. Well any of the four brothers have been. But Alex has always been so much kinder. It's like he goes out of his way just to make me smile or to stick up for me. He likes to try to fight my battles when I'm capable of doing so myself.

As we get to the top floor, Alex opens the third door without knocking.... Standing in the center of the room is Alessio, Arcangelo, Antonio, and Adriano. Donatello is planted on the edge of his desk. As we walk in, everyone goes silent.

"Are we even sure she's fucking pregnant?" I finally break the silence with my only question.

"Actually, Dad has her lab results on his desk. We're here to talk about that and what happened by the pool. Because Tesoro, you looked like you was ready to kill." Alexander says as he walks by me.

"How will we understand these results?" I fire back.

"Because doll, I'm a doctor." Alexander answer with a radiant smile, showing off his perfectly straight teeth. My face heats up as I realized: one, I forgotten he was a doctor and two, I just pretty much insulted Alex.

"So? Her results?" I ask as my face still feels like it's on fire.

"Her labs show her HCG is less than 5 ml." Alex answers with an even more radiant smile.

"That means?" I question. Unsure of what any of his words mean.

"She's not carrying any child. She isn't pregnant." Adriano answers.

"My question is what did she say to you that made you snap back?" Donatello finally asks the question that's been playing in everyone's minds apparently.

"I'm just temporary." I whisper, ashamed to even repeat her words. Because she is in fact correct. I am temporary. This marriage is built on a contract. "I shouldn't let true words affect me. For that I'm sorry for my outburst. If I had known she wasn't pregnant when she pushed me in the pool." I ramble on until I'm interrupted.

"She pushed you?" Arcangelo's voice is rough. Before I could even answer, Alessio is already by myself, inspecting me for injuries. Once he sees I don't have any, he steps back just a bit before he opens his mouth.

"You aren't temporary, Mia Moglie. Sei permanente." Alessio says with love in his voice. Love isn't an emotion I've seen from him. It isn't one I've received at least. Before I could question him any further, his lips softly land on mine. This catches me off guard, before I could react or process anything with my brain.... His lips leave mine and the coldness of the air replaces his kiss. During the meeting after the kiss, that's all I could think about. I couldn't focus on anything else besides Alessio kissing me.

Why?