The Other Half [ON HOLD FOR REWRITE] / MAFIOSA

Chapter Nineteen

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 No matter what I do in life, I always seem to mess up or something comes up to disturb my plans, leaving me without control of the situation. And that's something I hate to not have and feel.

 For the last three years, being in control and cold was all I could feel and express, until him. The only people I would ever show feelings for were my parents, Wesley, Rodriguez, and Tilly and Lizzy, but now that has all changed.

 Sebastian has been thrown into the equation, someone I never thought I would ever grow to care for. A womanizer and cold hearted business men who has no moral judgement, are some of the things many would call him, well, those who didn't know him. One thing I know for sure is that he's not heartless, he feels something just like me. We both put up a facade to other people but act a different way to those we love and care for. Why he does it is beyond me, and maybe I'll never know.

 At the end of the day, we seem more alike than what we appear.

 Thinking about him makes my heart ache and giddy all at once, he has this effect on me that still scares me. My head can hardly think straight when we're close in an intimate way, my self-control hangs by a thread with him.

 What happened last week is the best example. Every kiss and touch we shared was filled with a raw and passionate feeling, something more than just bare attraction and desire. He gave a taste of what he can do to my body, making my fly sky high. Sebastian left me wanting more from him, his touch, his lips, his everything. He's becoming an intoxicating addiction for me, leaving me to feel selfish to have him all for myself.

 Over the last years I've been successful in not getting attached to men, avoiding them almost completely.

 And of course Sebastian had to come in and screw that all up. Am I ready to take the next step? To risk his safety and others for my selfish reasons?

 My thoughts come to a halt when I see my office door flying open.

 "You know what? I don't care that we're at work right now and that you're my boss, but I have had it!" Tilly bursts out as she barges into my office, her face expressing different emotions all at once. "This has gone too far, you can't just leave us in the unknown after a stunt like that, and the way you were returned to Sebastian! You have as all uneasy after that day."

 I have never seen her like this, this angry, hurt, worried, and disappointed. My words are caught in my throat, unable to make it out, and my heart drops low into my stomach.

 "Yeah, what's going on Alarice?" Wesley enters the room, he stands in front of my desk with his arms crossed and his face filled with pain that I am causing. "What ever you have been doing has been going too far, you can't keep avoiding us. Either you speak up or you're never leaving this damn office, we're not leaving until you talk!" He slams his hands on my desk, causing me to briefly flinch.

 This is not what I wanted to cause when I distanced myself from them. The torture and distress is shown deeply in their faces. Feelings I am causing, when all I want to do is make sure that they are safe.

 My emotionless facade drops when I see my friends' with swimming eyes, I close my eyes to try to recuperate the mask I've been wearing for three weeks but it doesn't work. One tear falls unto my cheek, warmly running down until it hits my neck. I quickly spin around my chair and stand up tall, my back facing them, thinking this is the way I can control my emotions. But, boy am I wrong. Soon enough, more strands of tears trail from my cheeks to the edge of my jaw, some falling unto my neck as the others drip down to my clothes.