Forbidden Attraction

Chapitre 7

Elio

I don't know what has gotten into me. My men look at me like I've lost my mind. I might have. I'm already questioning my sanity; I think all the marriage contracts started messing with my head. Maybe that way I would get rid of that headache, plus I wanted a challenge, she is definitely one. But there is more than that, the moment she started talking about her family, painful memories that I hadn't experienced since I was a kid broke before I can stop them. I saw on her the things I wanted, but never could have. Things I thought doesn't exist. People in my world would throw others to hell fire if that meant they could save themselves. She would jump head first if that meant saving the people she loves.

She made me question my beliefs. Loyalty for me is the same as love for an anti-romantic, both of them delusional.

But what triggered me more, is the fire in her eyes that extinguished so fast the moment she thought she lost her family. I hated that. I hated I'm the reason that fire disappeared. I wanted it back. So, I said the only thought that crossed my mind.

She said she would do anything for her family, I wonder if those are just romantic words or truth. Would she sacrifice herself to save them, or would she choose herself instead? If we were on any other circumstance, I would definitely opt for the second choice without a single thought. But something about her makes me doubt my choices. She's everything unexpected, assuming her actions or her decisions will most likely lead to mistakes, and I never do those. She's different, and something inside of me want to discover her. What's so special about her that it piqued my curiosity? Maybe she will hate me for giving her no choice. But I don't care, I want her and I'm going to have her, even if I do it the hard way.

"What did you say, Cara?"

"Cara?"

"You didn't tell me your name yet."

She stares at me for a long moment before replying "Evelyn."

"Evelyn. People in your life are ignorant. You have Einstein's daughter name and they assumed you have low IQ."

That made her laugh. Damn, her whole face lights up and I find myself drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

"Free my brother."

The choice of words pulled a smile out of me. It's not I'll marry you or a simple yes. She's defying me, and my challenging soul welcomes it.

"Okey. But aren't you curious about what your last name would be?"

"I already know, Elio Berlusconi." Nobody calls me by my full name. It's always Capo, Boss, or Mr. Berlusconi. The way she said it, it's addictive. I can't wait to see how much she can keep the fearless attitude of hers. Would she give up in the middle of the road? Would she fear me like the rest? Or would she keep defying me?