Captured (Unedited)

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Tatiana POV

My eyes fluttering open as I groaned due to the sound of the phone ringing. Scanning the room I realize it's Alexander's phone. Sighing I made my way to the drawer. The number unrecognizable, taking a peak by the bathroom I realize the shower is running before answering it. "Hello", "chi è! dai ad Alessandro il telefono!" (Who's this! Give Alexander the phone!)the woman yells, "uhm....he's i-" "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Alexander says behind me making me turn to face him, his eyes wide and cold, "uh-" the woman screaming on the other hand before stalking towards me grabbing the phone from my hand. Staring down the number before hanging up. "Why would you answer my phone!" He spits, "it was ringing and I th-" "DON'T EVER TOUCH MY PHONE" he spits making me flinch, "are we clear?" He questions, lowly nodding my head. He turns his back leaving the room......

Third person  POV
Alexander's knuckles turning white as his grip remained tight on the steering wheel. Waiting for the call to go through, "Alessandro" (Alessandro) the woman says in desperation, "cosa vuoi" (what do you want) he spits, "Alessandro, devi aiutarci, sta morendo" (Alexander, you have to help us he's dying) she cries. Clenching his jaw, "Non mi interessa! potrei ucciderlo io stesso per quello che mi interessa" ( I don't care! I could kill him myself for all I care!) he yells angrily, "Ales-" "sta 'zitto" (shut up) he spits, "non sei mia madre, sei morto per me per me lo capisci?" (You are not my mother you are dead to me you understand) he says in disgust,  "non voglio mai avere tue notizie o ti ucciderò entrambi e porterò fine alla tua sofferenza"  (I do not ever want to hear from you or I will kill you and end your suffering) he spits before hanging up. Tears making their way to his eyes as he clenched his jaw.....

Tatiana POV
Taking down some notes as went through my work. "What's wrong" looking up at Elizabeth, her brows furrowed, "nothing" I say before going back to the MacBook. Sighing she plops down next to me, "what did he do this time?" She questions. Leaning up, "I just don't understand this man, one minute he's all kind the next he's....he's so mean and aggressive" I say in sadness, "what happened?" She questions, "this morning when he was in the shower I picked up his phone while it was ringing, he got so mad I don't even get why" I say in irritation. Sighing, "look I don't know why he reacted the way he did, but what I will tell about Alex my love he had a very hard life. I know it's not an excuse but it's one of the reasons he may sometimes act the way he acts, just give him time" she sighs.

Spending the rest of the day studying, it was almost time for dinner and of course Alex isn't home. Hearing the door open, looking up at him. "I'm not hungry" he says walking past me. Deciding against confronting him about earlier I decided to have my dinner in peace. Finishing up a gut feeling urging me to go speak to him. Reluctantly making my way towards his office. Reluctantly knocking, hearing nothing I turn the knob. Walking inside the tense environment, "I never said come in" he says staring out the balcony, "if you here about this morning I'm not in the mood" he says taking a sip of his whiskey, walking towards him. Looking up at him his eyes void of emotions, but red with tears, refusing to make contact with mine. "What's wrong" I whisper, "nothing" he spits, "right now I'm just losing control of everything" he says making his way back inside the room. Pouring himself another drink, following him I stood close behind him.

Turning to face me with a drink in his hand, "you....you haven't lost control of me" I say reluctantly, furrowing his brows, gently grabbing his face I gently capture his lips in mine, he stood still as I gently continued to kiss him. Pulling away, "I can't" he whispers, walking off I tightly grab his arm. Not knowing what comes over me, "let me please my husband" I say sternly, "you....you too fragile Tatiana, you won't like what I will do" he says bluntly, "that's for me to decide isn't it" I say daringly. Eyeing me from top to bottom. Releasing his arm, keeping the eye contact as I unbuttoned my shirt, letting the material fall the floor. His eyes never leaving mine, "you want control papi, take it" I whisper unbuttoning my shorts letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them.