One year later"Mr. Salento," I hesitated before approaching the man in front of me. His whole body filled my vision and screamed authority and power. He was a big man, tall and very muscular. Although late in his fifties he seemed older as if darkness and sorrow has clouded him and overcame a light that was once inside of him. His face never turned into a smile until he sees me. His over worked look left black circles around his eyes, only visible if you look closely and his aroma of power and intimidation left you to almost shit in your pants.
"Catarina, Tesoro, come in and close the door!" He said without any emotion in his voice while a uplifted corner on his lips shows that he appreciates me for coming in. Although shaky legs are not as easy to walk to an intimidating man who oozes power . This man just so happens to be my father.
I mean you should have seen me going from anger for being abducted, to disbelieve, to being scared as shit to feeling worthless and abandon in one year and still have not received any comfort, answers or anything.
To be honest this is the second time this whole year of seeing Mr. Salento or in other words my father. I have been here one year, one year and I have never been so alone in my life! Everyone near my father seems life less, scary and unapproachable. No one smiles; no one laughs or try to be friendly. It is as if everyone's aroma around them is danger and they are on a mission the whole time. I have not made one friend except for Javeno, who is always busy and not really approachable.
My knees threaten to buckle as I walk to face my father and trying my best to not back out and ask the questions that's been haunting me at night and occupying my thoughts over and over again. His gaze showing his impatience and is starting to rise within every second showing clearly on his face.
" Catarina, I do not have all day! Is something bothering you? " He said clearly showing his irritation at my slow walking and started to rise his eyebrow in a "you dare come here without an appointment" voice. I know it's weird but ever since I came here I saw how everything and everyone is part of some kind off structure. If someone is in a higher rank then you , you show respect to them or you will be fired. To get to the boss or my dad, you need to make an appointment even if you are the boss daughter.
" Mr. Salento, Sir. Sorry for the disturbance, but I have made an appointment with your secretary for this hour. I think it's time to answer some questions." I said matching the irritation in his voice. Seems some trades of my father is clearly visible in me. He also seems to notice and a small, I mean a really mini small, smile seems to be creeping on his face, but was only visible for a few second before it disappeared.
"Clearly Tesoro you are my daughter, but there is no answers, because no questions will be asked. The time is not right". He said it with so much stern in his voice. I was scared that he would pop a vein in his eyes. " Your mother tried to protect you and it is my duty from now on to protect you from this world of mine. You are to innocent for this world . I made a vow to your mother and I will honour it with my life. The less you know the less you would get in to trouble or danger .Any other question you can ask Javeno." He said in such a voice that challenged you to go against him. He clearly stated that this shall not be discussed any further.
But this was not the time to back out. Anger started to rise in me. Every cell was filled with anger. Every warning was shot dead in me. Who the hell does this man think he is?
"With all due respect Mr. Salento. I don't think you have any right to keep any personal information from me. It is my life and the fact that I have not run to the American embassy and informed the authorities about my abduction is not because I want to spend quality time with a absent dad and trying to figure him out while hoping for a magical bond to appear, but rather figuring out why the caring mother I had, told me my father was dead and now a miracle happened and I see he is very much alive. Only to realize he thought it is appropriate to abduct his daughter away from her familiar surroundings to an foreign country, Italy and don't have the decency to say sorry or to be hostile with her. Rather he gave her a cold and cruel welcoming, which in my mind does not make sense at all. So if you are not willing to cooperate in giving me some kind off information I think there is no reason for me to not go to the authorities, do you?"
He just smiled, the most unexpected response and threw me off guard.
" Tesoro, If you are finish threatening me you can leave."
I never felt so angry in my life and it was as if the door could be an escape route to paradise. I just wanted to walk away from this ice cold man who calls himself a protector and dad. How can he be my father? Just as I was about to leave the room I heard his voice again.
" O and Tesoro, please don't make threats you cannot keep. It breaks my heart to see you running to a place that won't help you. I have eyes and ears everywhere Tesoro. You might hate me now but don't ever act the way you acted today. I will not tolerate it, it shows disrespect in front of my workers and I don't tolerate that behaviour with them so I won't tolerate it with you. Understand? You may be excused."
I tried to keep my composure up so that my dearest father won't see that his words effected me, but when I closed that office door I ran, with all might I ran. I wanted to get as far away from that office building as possible. I needed to clear my head.
I knew I would never go to the authorities, because what use will my father be then. He won't be able to answer my questions at all and he might even push me further away. With everything occupying my thoughts I did not even realise that I don't know where I am.
I turned around slowly and as I turned around my athletic sport jumped in again and I slipped. Closing my eyes I waited for mother Italy to kick me in the butt while falling, but I could not feel the sting of the butt kick. Instead I felt two very strong arms around my waist. I opened my eyes slowly to scared that it would be an old man saving me with one tooth, greasy hair and fishy breath, but when I looked up I could not stop staring as I saw the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen in my life. His eyes were warm and friendly. His lips were full and his smile could brighten up the world if it could. Our eyes locked and it felt like the world could disappear. Time just stood still even if it was only for a few seconds.
"Like what you see amore?" he said. I wanted to nod especially when my eyes trailed further down his athletically muscular body. A dark brown curl seems to be popping out of place and I had a sudden urge to pull my hand through his hair to make all the curls jump out of place and to give this formal guy a wild look. Wait, what? Since when do I have these wild thoughts?
Dragging myself back into my composure and looking like he did not affect me at all. I looked at my feet and tried to flatten out the creases in my skirt.
" I have seen better Sir..." I said without looking at his face.
" Alexander Versilief, but you can call me Alex." He said and his finger lifted my cheek just for me to see the cutest dimple occurring on his face. I am totally a a sucker for a dimple and a small sigh left my mouth. I mean like what the heck, I need to start focusing I am not a teenager anymore.
" O, you are Russian?" , Like seriously Caterina, that is the best you can do. I mean you did not even notice his clear, very sexy Russian accent, he must be thinking you are really stupid.
"You don't approve?" He asked with a chuckle. Amusement was written all over his beautiful face, bringing out his prominent cheek bone and making his face lit up . I felt my cheeks turning a shade of red.
" No, I mean yes, I was just stunned okay?"
" O, amore believe me you leave me stunned as well." He said with the biggest smile you could ever imagine.
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