Bella Mafia

Chapter 44

I laid there looking at Vincent, various emotions running through me like a train. Hurt, the main one, but because of my own experience with my parents, I would give him the benefit of the doubt, but in no way was he going to think I was okay with how he treated me.

I got up, went to the bathroom, took care of business, brushed my teeth and came back to the bed, to find him sitting up, naked from the waist up.

Focus Caliope, focus I chanted to myself because my carnal nature wanted him so much but how he treated me last night was not okay and danger or not, I would call off this engagement in a heartbeat if it continued.

I walked over to our dresser, took out socks, underwear and my sports bra, then I opened up the other side and grabbed my yoga pants.

I could feel his gaze follow me all around the room as I ducked into our closet to grab my tennis shoes and regroup, thus killing two birds with one stone.

When I came back out, he was pulling on workout shorts so my message was received loud and clear. I was seriously going to kick his ass in workout or I would go down trying.

I sat on the bed to put on my socks and shoes, hating the awkward silence but hating the throbbing between my legs even more. Sometimes I really hated the affect he had on me. It made me feel weak.

"Ready?" I didn't even realize that he'd moved in front of me until he spoke; looking up into eyes that betrayed him with pain, disappoint and disgust.

I hated that he was feeling that way but relieved on the other because it meant that he was sorry for how he treated me. Perhaps we would be okay after all.

"Ready" I murmured as I stood up, tried to take a step but was stopped by his body. I looked up, confused as to why we weren't moving, only to find him staring at me.

"Calli, I..." He was having a hard time with this but frankly I didn't care right now. He had to know how much he hurt me and I had to know that he would never do it to me again.

"Yes, Vincenzo?" My response made him scowl, like a rebellious child who didn't get their way. Inside I was pumping my fist but on the outside I kept my face impassive.

"Nothing, come on" he mumbled. About the time we stepped into the hall, Bri and Luca were coming out and they were dressed to workout as well. This would be interesting.

Just to add a little fuel to the Vincenzo fire, I stepped up to Bri and with a look we took off together, leaving Vincent and Luca just standing there.

I followed Bri, past the kitchen and through another doorway into what looked like the size of a four car garage, only it was a gym.

It looked almost exactly like the one at the Bellagio so I was looking forward to some bag and mat time.

"You got any gloves?" I asked Bri. She nodded and beckoned me to follow her to a little cubby area, pulled out some really nice pink gloves.

Helping me get them on and laced up, Bri showed me a cooler stocked full of water bottles and Gatorade, then she went and turned on some music for us to work out by.

Knowing my old school rock and heavy metal, I knew it was Judas Priest Screaming For Vengeance and it was perfect to get the angst out before Vincent and I had 'our talk'.