Mafia's Obsession [18+]

21.

Sofia

I wake up with a loud vibration on the nightstand and a warm body snuggling behind me. I rub my eyes to adjust with my surroundings while recalling the events prior to my current state.

Right, I fucked Ezio Salucci.

Something I promise myself never to happen again. Yet, here I am, tangled willingly in his cobwebs.

Sometimes I wonder if I see him more than just a mere entertainment in my boring life.

It's borderline concerning of the effects he has on me. The way my body craves him even after everything that has transpired between us. Our physical attachment is undeniable. Still, I tell myself time and time again that his presence is only to serve a certain purpose.

The insistent vibration cuts me off from my train of thoughts. I glance at the phone. His phone. The screen lights up with a name that's mocking me silently. Allegra. Is she the other woman he claims from work?

My head boils.

My hand snatches the phone and my finger presses answer without a thought.

"Until when you're going to ignore me?" The woman's voice from the other line is calm, but in my ears it's like a thunder in a daylight.

The grip on his phone tightens.

I don't believe I let him fuck me when I have learned the fact that he's seeing another woman. What the hell am I thinking?

Mortification spreads quickly and all of a sudden it turns back to anger.

"Who is this?" I asks slowly, restraining the urge to snap at her. Does she know that he has a girlfriend?

A long pause on the other line I almost think she hangs up. She's probably registering who she's speaking to. If she's smart enough.

"Ah, Sofia, isn't it?" Her voice is once again void of emotions. Not bitter nor intimidating. Her tone is even, flat as though there's nothing wrong with the situation. She said my name like we are old acquaintances.

"Who—"

"Can you pass the phone to your boyfriend?" She interjects, seemingly impatient with me.

Okay, besides knowing my name, she's also aware Ezio is my boyfriend. Yet she shamelessly asks for him? What the hell? The nerve she has.

No, I'm not jealous. I just don't like that she treats me as a dirt beneath her shoes.

"Who am I speaking to?" My tone may raise a lil bit, but I'm trying not to give her the satisfaction to show more emotion than necessary.

"Did you not read the caller id?" She's annoyed at my question for some reason when in reality, I'm the one who should be irritated. I gape in surprise at her reply. My lack of words makes her continue. "I'm Allegra. Now that I've introduced myself, will you kindly pass your phone to him?"

She phrases it as though I'm wasting her precious time. I have never felt more offended in my life.

"Did you sleep with him?" It's out before I can filter it. Disgust laced in my voice as scenarios are playing in my brain. I want to puke instantly.

"What? Are you insane?" she asks incredulously. Okay, now she acts surprised. Very convincing.

"Just tell me the truth." I scowl.

"Are you even aware who I am?"

I narrow my eyes at her question, but before I can say anything, I catch Ezio stir in his sleep. It's only seconds when his eyes blink open, adjusting to the room and immediately focusing on me.