Chapter 4 Spit on something else

CESARE'S POV:

I burst into laughter as she slowly opened her eyes.

Did she just jump forward to protect him?

Ha.

What a filial thing

That expression on her face- confused, scared, angry and hateful face she's making.

Just what I wanted to see.

I wonder what she's think---

"Y–You bastard" She shot me a glare as she raised herself up.

"What kind of... Russian Roulette? That's---" she paused, turning to her father.

"You should be thankful that the gun isn't loaded" I scoffed

I smiled as she turned to me sharply

"What?" I laughed mockingly,

"You think I will grant the traitor such a merciful end?"

"M–Merciful?" She scoffed, letting out a small, confused laugh.

"You think this is merciful, Cesare?!" She yelled, glaring at me.

"You will not take such---"

"Or what?" She interrupted

"You're going to bring all the members of my family and shoot them all lined up?"

I laughed at this as she glared at me.

"You should be grateful I don't have them all killed"

She turned to her father as he coughed repeatedly.

"P–Papa?" Her voice, hitched as she held him.

"W–What's... Breath, Papa... Breath"

I stared at them.

Was that too...

"Bernardino!" I turned towards the door.

Bernardino rushed in immediately, looking at them.

"Take him to---" I paused as he stopped coughing

"I–It's alright, Alessia" he muttered to her, holding the back of her head in an embrace.

"I–I'm sorry for putting you through---"

"It's alright, Papa" she sniffled

"I know you didn't... You couldn't have"

I huffed, turning my face away.

What makes her so convinced that he didn't?

My jaws tightened.

Little rosy brained daddy's girl.

I exhaled as my eyes met Bernardino's

"Take him away from my sight"

"W–What do you---" she turned to me

"He shouldn't be here- ruins my mood"

"You---"

"Remember this, Ferraro head" I glared at him,

"You will suffer the consequences of your actions against the Marchetti family"

"C–Cesa---"

"You do not talk to the Family head like that" Bernardino interrupted, glaring at him.

"You filthy dog... who---"

"Take this filth out of my sight" I cut in, interrupting her.

Bernardino yanked him away from her. He staggered, then looked at her as he tried to stand.

"I have my eyes on you, Ferraro" I chuckled, glancing at her.

"I always do"

She watched as Bernardino pulled him away.

Gosh. He could go easy on the old man a bit.

Not that I care.

He deserves it.

"Now, to you" I mused, looking at her.

She ignored me, stood up and started walking away

"You!" I growled, watching her leave

"Alessia Ferraro!!!"

"This little..."

Would you look at her?

She dared... walk out on me?

I dashed after her

Nobody walks out on me

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ALESSIA'S POV:

I stood up, dust myself and walked away.

I'm not going to entertain him anymore this evening.

I ignored as he called out behind me.

I am not some thing that will be used as entertainment for such a sick psycho.

He opened the door and walked in just as I slammed it shut behind me.

"You should answer if you're called"

I ignored him turning to leave but he grabbed my hand and pulled me in.

"G–Get your---" I shrieked from the pull

"What did I say about stubborn girls?" he snarled, bringing his face closer

I glared at him silently.

"I don't care what you think Cesare"

"Oh?" He smiled, bringing his hand towards my face

He tightened his grip as I pulled my face away.

"Did the thought of dying make you more confident?"

"Get your hands off..." I whimpered as his grip tightened.

"That..." He raised my hand, pulled me closer and grabbed my face with his other hand

"You should learn some manners... You're not the Ferraro princess anymore and this is not your castle"

I laughed, softly, frustrated by the sound of his voice

"Manners? You talk about manners after what you just pulled?"

"Bernardino is going to make sure he gets home safely and---" he paused, looking as I glared at him.

"That little prank?"

Prank?

He calls that a prank?

"You're one---"

"Handsome fellow, I know" he chuckled, tightened his grip on my face as I pulled away, disgusted

"Nobody got hurt and the gun wasn't loaded..."

"That is not---"

"Ease up" he cut in, loosening his grip from my hand as I winced.

"That's how I play... You should get used to it"

He tightened the grip on my face as I flung my hand away immediately.

"Y–You're nothing but a monster" I stuttered, grabbing his hand to pull it away.

"That's a compliment I'll take" he chuckled, looking at my hand

"Especially since it's coming from the daughter of a traitor- means I'm doing a good job"

"Pathetic" I murmured.

His eyes widened at this.

That seemed to have ticked him off

"Did you just call me pathetic? Me?" He pulled me in again grabbing my throat as he released my face.

"Your father conspired to have me killed- after all the good he's benefited from my family, all the oaths he'd sworn and all the friendship my Father gave him..."

I turned my face away

Papa will never---

"I expected you to know better but it seems I was wrong- you've chosen to ignore the facts"

I groaned in pain, choking as his grip tightened.

"Look at me!!!"

I managed to turn my head towards him

"You think I'm pathetic?" He laughed in a dry and dangerous tone.

"For the price of the betrayal... I could kill everyone in your family and give you to my men as a sex slave"

My heart skipped a beat immediately.

"I'm sure they'll enjoy those sick thighs with such---"

I spat on his face at this point.

"Y–You're a sick bastard"

He laughed softly, grip loosening from my hand slightly and with eyes will fixed on me, cleaned the spit slowly with his other hand and licked it.

I gulped, a weird heat blooming at the sight of this.

Seriously?

I bit the bottom of my lips.

There's no way I'm getting excited from this...

"Delicious" he mused, completely releasing me.

"Let's have you spit on something else with that cute mouth"