The Unexpected Love

Ch10- Isabella

I was stretched out on my bed, back in our pent house, my back leaned against headboard, reading a book while I absentmindedly rolled the dagger Alessio forgot here. I should've given it back to him but it didn't cross my mind at the time.

It was late. I couldn't sleep, Nevio and Alessio left two days ago, so I thought I would be little at peace but my mind kept racing unable to relax. I tried focusing back on my book but I couldn't. For some reason, the strangeness I felt when I was with Alessio, did not go away, his presence lingers in my mind whenever he enters my life. The guy had a talent to etching himself into people. First fear of him and now this unusual confusion. He was intriguing, hard to forget, strange. I can't think of the reason why he continued spending the nights with me past week. In the morning, a part of me wished to bid a goodbye to him, but he is not a friend and I definitely don't owe gratitude to him. And even if I did, let's not forget he never apologized, so both of us lack basic manners.

I shook my head to myself. He was annoying, that's what he was. I try to understand him everyday but I can't. And okay, I can accept that he might not have been the company I expected myself to spend time with, but he wasn't a bad one.

I rolled the dagger in my hands, focusing on it. I glanced at the clock; it was around two in the night. I recalled how I spent this time these last few days. Either reading and playing chess with Alessio or training with him. This memory of him didn't exactly terrify me, but it confused me nonetheless, but as I lay here alone in the night, a part of me craved that surrealness.

I don't trust him, I can't, I shouldn't. But his actions make it hard to believe that he was going to do some harm. Maybe that was it, maybe he was just good in making people forget how horrible he is. Manipulative asshole, that's all he'll ever be.

I closed my book and turned off light. The sleep deprivation is really catching up on me if I am willingly thinking about Alessio Falcone. It's for the good that he isn't here anymore. He is gone, and I doubt I'll have to deal with him any time soon.

I woke up around eight, I had to go to college today so I should be getting ready. I staggered out of my bed, Luna trotted towards me and rubbed herself across my legs. I bent down to pet her then entered the bathroom. After showering and getting ready for the day, I headed downstairs.

Dad was on the dining table already having breakfast. "Good morning," I said to him and Mom, and grabbed a coffee for me. I sank down on a chair.

"Morning," Mom and Dad replied. I finished my breakfast and hurried back to my room to get my stuff from there. I grabbed my backpack and went towards the door. I glanced once at the dagger on my night stand. I picked it up and put inside my bag.

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I walked towards my car after attending the classes. My guards were walking beside me, they're told a lot of time to not to make their presence too obvious, but they give up on that after my classes. It doesn't really works during classes either, but okay, at least they tried. Considering Marci was kidnapped in college campus, everyone is more cautious here. Determined to not let the history repeat itself.

I wished it wasn't like that. Mom and dad really tried it in the beginning to not let the harsh realities and golden cage life of mafia world fall on me, but it all changed after Amo's wedding. It's fine, I am mostly at my home anyway. College, The Famiglia gym and sometimes Valerio's apartment were the only places I frequented.

I entered the gym and saw Cara on the reception. She smiled when she saw me entering, I returned the gesture. I walked over to her, "How are you?"