| ALESSANDRO |

C H A P T E R S E V E N

C H A P T E R  S E V E N

After Alessandro went inside, I started to think about what other options I had left to escape him.
He's a psycho. He disgusts me, how he treats me and thinks it's normal or that it's the only way to handle. I for sure wouldn't let him destroy my successful future just because I was his object of desire.
He is a complete freak and from what I have studied his behavior doesn't seem normal. But what do my psychology abilities help me with now? Nothing! I think if this were a book or something, everyone would have noticed that. The book where the girl falls for the psycho and swears not to fall. I'll just do whatever is written in my fate and I will escape. I know that.

He certainly wouldn't let me out.
I looked around.
The large premises stretched out to the sea. Everywhere there were armed guards. From left to right. That meant no escape from there.
I simply would have wait for somebody in the news to notice, or... BRAD.
Fuck. My phone.By this point, I obviously was aware of the fact that he had taken my phone away and probably wouldn't give me any other way of communicating with the outside world.
Ok, so I would await my chance grab it and then run away.

I stepped inside. Alessandro was standing in the kitchen. His black shirt clung to his turned upper-body. His hair was disheveled and gave him a handsome boyish look. Hiding his crazed mind.
"Gattina sit down."
I walked around the huge dining table and took a seat at the end of it.
Alessandro came placed a plate of pancakes in front of me and sat at the opposite of my table.
I just stared at my plate nit in the mood to eat.
"Why aren't you eating.
"I don't want to."
"Eat right now."
"No."
"Eat or I will feed you."
I didn't answer. He let out a deep sigh and walked up to me taking a seat right next to me. I moved my chair away from him not wanting to be near this ill dude.
He took a piece of pancake onto the fork and held it in front of my mouth.
I shook my head.
He slammed his fist on the table making me shiver:" Stop playing these childish games and eat your damn food!"
I didn't reply and looked away knowing he wouldn't hit me.
I heard him sigh and putting the fork down. Then he stood up.
"I'll be upstairs in my office. If you need anything just knock or ask Albert. Make sure to be ready
at five I want you to meet some people."
He stood there expecting some kind of reaction, but when none came he silently went upstairs.
I smiled. He was gone now. At least till five, so I still had half the day left.
An elderly man in a butler's suit walked in. He had brown hair and a beard with a few streaks of grey in it. His overall appearance was nice and he gave off the aura of a caring father.
„Yasmine? Hello, I'm Albert. I'm the chauffeur and butler here. If there is anything you need Miss just call for me", and with that, he walked away.
I like him. At least for now.

Right now I have to occupy myself with something for the next few hours. I walked upstairs to my room and watched some tv. When I got bored I walked through the long hallway and noticed a staircase that leads upstairs.
Weird. How didn't I notice that before?
I walked upstairs, through the upper floor, and then saw a door leading outside onto the rooftop.
What was behind that door was the most beautiful place I've ever seen.
Surrounding me were flowers of every colour and kind raking up the walls of the terrain and right in the middle was some sort of small room. A large bookshelf, an ottoman, and even a fridge. It looked absolutely stunning. To my surprise there even was a small whirlpool.
I walked to the bookshelf and looked over the large book collection. There were all were sorts of genres, predominantly my favorite ones. The sick fuck even knew my favorite stuff. I took out " The Outsiders", by S.E. Hinton one of my all-time favorites, and then took place on the large ottoman.
After a while, I completely forgot my situation and was so absorbed in the book that I even didn't notice when someone was in front of me talking.
"So Miss Yasmine seems to like what Sir built for her. I see."
"Of course I like it when the sicko knows everything about me."
He let a hearty laugh. I smiled.
"No no, Miss Yasmine. I can't laugh at something like this. You know Alessandro was such a nice kid", Albert took a seat next to me.
"Alberto would you mind telling me something about... Alessandro? It's just...I barely know anything about him."
The old man's eyes turned sad.
"Sir's real parents passed away under mysterious circumstances when he was really young. That night I just saw him being silent and telling nobody what he saw. Police cars everywhere, it was a huge disaster. His aunt and uncle, Brad's parents then adopted him and raised them
like their real one. I've known him since he was in nappies. Such a good kid. And smart", he smiled recalling the old memories. Albert put his hands onto his knees and stood up.
"Really is smart, despite being involved in shady business. But I think I said too much, Miss Yasmine. Anyway, it's already time for your meeting Sir, let us go downstairs."
I hadn't even noticed how fast time has passed away in this magical place far from him. Alessandro. I felt bad for him. Just a bit.
And I certainly was curious as to what happened to his parents in this bizarre night.
I then followed Albert downstairs.
Alessandro was already standing in the living room, smiling, behind him four men and one woman.
"Mi Amore, I want you to meet the gang."
I heard small noises. Wait, was that a baby?!

BTW NEXT CHAPTER GONNA INCLUDE SOMETHING STEAMIER
Ok, end of the chapter. I really like Albert, he's a whole dad. How will our dear Yas escape? Or won't she, completely against what she has sworn to herself...is this a cliche story... or not?
And who tf are these men and the woman? Gang? Are they hot? Be prepared to meet some hot ass people and find this and more out in the next chapter of ALESSANDRO.
xoxo