Bleeding Love

Chapter 19

Sophia

Its been two months since I came to Don's house. I was chatting with Alysia as I was cooking the dinner for everyone. 

Don liked my food the first time I cooked. I made him his favorite Chinese few days after that day in his study. Julio told me he didn't kill Scott, and promised me not to rat me out to Don for asking him. Julio was a nice guy. He talked less but he was always present whenever Don was not there. I don't mind him though, he generally keeps it to himself and I know he is in love with Alysia I can see them blushing around each other and stealing glances at each other. I always smile at their teenage love. I was relieved to know that Scott is not dead because of me. I mean he was just 18, he had a future and he deserved that.  

That night I was too nervous about whether he would like it or not, I might have build up a lot on my cooking skills the night when we first went out for dinner, comparing myself with his chef. All I wanted to cook at least good enough to his level. "Signorina it looks so good, why are you nervous" Alysia said me then while setting up the table. "Just don't tell him I have cooked it." I don't know why I said it, I knew he wouldn't punish me for cooking bad. "Relax, Don eats my cooking which worse than anyone and he never complaints" Caprice said trying to motivate me. But I wanted him to like my cooking not just eat it. We sat for dinner as Don and his brother came. They both were discussing something. He seems tensed these days, and I know it because he took it out on me every night. His rough sex tells me how much he need to calm down, something is not going his way maybe in his business and he is in this angry state all the time. That was the reason I was more worried, I didn't want to add more fuel to already burning fire. My hands were shivering as he took the first bite. I was waiting for a reaction, anything will do. I looked down as he looked at me. He took my hands in his and said "Well someone claimed right about their skills" as he kissed my knuckles. I was surprised to see that he remembers and even more surprised that he knew "How you knew that I cooked it?" He let out a small chuckle "I told you Doll, your big eyes give away your soul, and soul belongs to me. I can read your breathing, amore." He said looking right through me and I blushed so hard at his words. I couldn't keep his gaze any longer. "The food is delicious Cinderella, you can get us addicted on this" his brother complimented me. "Thank you Sir" I replied in a soft voice. "See, I told you they will love it and you were getting nervous for no reason" Caprice said while sitting on his lap. Since that day I started cooking everyday, it helped me passing the time and also made me feel as I am the part of this family. The family I always wanted. But I know this is not my family and I am just his whore but it feels right to do things for him. I take care of his laundry, I clean our room, his food and I ensure to not defy him  at any cost. 

I was chopping vegetable and Alysia was telling me something Julio said to her during lunch when I felt strong pair of hands wrapping from behind. I jumped slightly on the contact but I know its him. His cologne filled my senses, so I didn't flinch as he kissed the nape of my neck just where there is the lock of his pendant. I never took that off since the day he gave me. 

"Alysia sugar, will you take care of the dinner tonight, I am taking your Signorina out." he said. "Si Don" she said with a smile. "Go get dress Doll" he said kissing me. "Yes Don" I said keeping the knife I went to our room. He seems in a good mood today. I smiled while selecting the dress. I dressed in a cocktail dark green bodycon green with lacy V neck and lacey elbow sleeves ending at my knees. I paired it with black peep toe heels. I kept my makeup regular and let my hair down just as he likes. I didn't think I tied them even once after he said to put it down the first morning here but now I started to like my hair like this. He was right my hair are too beautiful to be tied up. He made me feel beautiful. Every time I see the mirror I smile remembering some or the other things he says.