Only Love Can Hurt Like This

Chapter 1- Alessandro/Anastasia

Alessandro

"When the Devil falls in love, it's the most hauntingly beautiful thing ever. And you should be terrified for he will go to the depths of hell for her."

The room was filled with the sounds of banter and laughter, my finger traced around the edge of the glass cup as the scent of bourbon filled my nose. The only way I could survive this galas was drinking the night away.

The only reason my uncle hosted this parties was to secretly meet up with his colleagues. But me of course, being his 'adopted son', I was and still am forced to go to every goddamn one.

My father had died before i was born and my mother committed suicide a couple months after i was born due to 'stress'. Everyone knew she had only had me as a way to trap my father into the relationship they had but it backfired after he was murdered.

My uncle, who was also my mother's brother and fathers best friend; was the only person my father ever trusted his business with. So after his death, my uncle had been taking care of everything.

I do appreciate my uncle for being the father i never had but for god's sake, did i always have to be dragged into this like i was still 7 years old?!

I finished my 8th glass of whiskey; by this time i started feeling woozy. I was in a stage where i didn't really care what was going on around me. But that was until i saw her

Anastasia Petrov Del Castillo

Her father being a very famous Russian businessman and her mother being a famous Mexican actress with connection through family to the Guadalajara cartel, they were always at my uncle's galas without a second thought.

Which meant of course, this wasn't the very first time i've seen her. But it was the first time in almost 5 years that i've seen her, since she had moved to California for some fancy private school.

She looked so... Diversa.

Her old very long hair was now replaced with shoulder length hair; she looked way more mature; which was probably because she was maybe around 19 or 20 now.

She had lost her baby-fat and now had an hourglass shaped, which stood out more with her tight red velvet dress.

Fuck...

Just looking at her made me feel stuff- No, its just the alcohol.

She used to be the most annoying as person of the world, she could never made me feel like this...

Anastasia

Being back feels so weird...

Its like everything has change but at the same time nothing didn't.

I held a glass of champagne near my lips, as I tried to listen to the conversation I was being forced in by this older couple.

My mother was there beside me, helping me answer while i zoned out. As i scanned the room I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked behind the couple and spot the pair of eyes.