His Only

Chapter 65

"Who's Alessio's father?" Ricardo kept all fun aside and asked, "And don't you dare lie to me again" his warning told Kaitlyn; the longer she held her tongue, the more agitated he got. Unable to take the disloyalty he banged his fist against the counter causing Kaitlyn to flinch back in reflex, "God Damn It! Kaitlyn! Just tell me the fucking truth for once!" he stood from his chair inhaling deeply; unable to contain his anger further. Because in the pit of his stomach, he suspected who Alessio's father was. 

"Stop shouting!" Kaitlyn couldn't take it anymore and shouted back at him. "I thought you said you didn't care about his father" she said in almost a whisper, 

"I didn't, till you told them you killed his father" Ricardo crossed his arms waiting for her reply, "Kaitlyn, tell me it isn't true" He took a step closer to her trapping her against the island table, "Tell me the boy isn't his" it was like Ricardo was sipping on venom when he thought of Gerald. 

Kaitlyn felt overwhelmed by the situation, when Ricardo forced her to look up at him she couldn't hold back the tears when she nodded her head regretfully. It happened all at a sudden, the mug on the countertop was smashed against the wall and in pieces all over the right corner of the kitchen, he moved away from Kaitlyn because he was on the verge of hurting her. 

Kaitlyn hurriedly stopped him pulling him by his arm, "Ric listen to me. He isn't like his father. If he were, you know I would've done something. Every day, that baby boy grows into a good, gentle boy. Not a monster like his father" Kaitlyn reached on her toe, grabbing Ricardo's face, looking straight at him, "With a father like you to mould him I know we'll make a great leader out of him. It's already in his blood, we just need to guide him correctly" Ricardo removed her hands from him and turned, the look in her eyes was enough to convince him but he didn't want to be convinced. "Trust me-"

"Trust YOU?" He sarcastically asked chuckling,  "Trust YOU? You who lied to me about your prisoner, you who lied to me about the boy's biological father-" he scoffed, "trust you" he muttered sarcastically and laughed, 

"I was wrong to keep the interrogation away from you, but that man could've attacked our son, I had to take care of it on my own"

"And it nearly cost your life. 3 fucking weeks in the hospital isn't a joke Kaitlyn. It isn't to me"

"So you being kidnapped and butchered and hospitalized for months is alright but me with only a cut for mere weeks isn't?" she crossed her hands not believing what she was hearing. Ricardo calmed himself to note down he wasn't talking to Klaire, he was talking to Kaitlyn; a woman who's come a far along the path of 'independence'. 

"What I'm trying to say is-" he cupped Kaitlyn's face bringing her closer, "You've been through enough without me. I married you to keep you safe, to make up for those years when I wasn't there for you. You shouldn't have interrogated that man because it was my job, you married a mafia King Amour. Not some ordinary man" he rests his forehead against her, "use me Amour" 

Kaitlyn felt the familiar butterflies fluttering inside her and the blush was evident on her tan skin. She brought her hands around his neck pulling him dangerously close to her —well they were married and no closeness can be deemed 'dangerous', but for two big mafia leaders in a quarrel, they were too close to each other.   

"Have faith in me about Alessio and I will have faith in you when it comes to my mafia handling intruders" Ricardo observes her starring at his lips, the intensity was to much for him to resist, 

"Fine" he says and conceals it with a kiss. He grabbed her by her waist and held her up. Aggressively he kept her on the countertop and almost immediately Kaitlyn had her legs wrapped around his torso. Their kiss lasted a few minutes before he broke free muttering in between breaths "I want to fuck you so bad"