13.
Alessandro's POV
I strolled down the stairs, a grin plastered to my face. It was so great fucking Amelia, I have missed that sweet pussy of hers a while lot.
"Gianni." I called as he approached me. "Has my father left?"
He shook his head, looking behind. "No, Capo. He wants to speak with you."
Hah, bad.
"Good. You can leave." I waved him away and he nodded, leaving my presence.
"Baby, where have you been?" Regina asked, frowning at me.
Baby, I was away fucking the sweetest pussy ever.
Regina would rip me off if I tell her that.
"I..had to answer a very important call." I answered, glancing at my father who was seated at the living room.
I pulled Regina closer, asking, "did you manage to persuade him about the shipment?"
"Yes babe and most especially, I spoke to him about Amelia."
I arched my brows, my curiousity piqued. "What more did you tell him? She's just my slave and I've told him that already."
"He wants her to leave, Sandro." Regina replied. "She might have other plans. Baby, I swear that bitch is dangerous." She pressed.
"Fuck, Gina. I thought you only wanted to calm his nerves." I shrugged, "What's up with the conversation about Amelia?"
Regina sighed, grabbing my shirt but released it after glancing behind. "Go on, your father wants to speak with you. He shouldn't watch us argue about that slut." She hissed before walking away.
I watched her leave and somehow, I wanted to correct her. I wanted to tell her to stop calling Amelia names.
But why? Why would I want to defend that stubborn brat?
I'm losing it.
"Dad. You're still here." I said, taking a seat opposite him. I could feel his intense gaze on me and I knew he wanted to lash out.
"You've become so stupid, Alessandro." Dad blurted out, "is this how I trained you?"
Oh, old man.
"What is the problem, dad? If it's about the shipment, I'll sort that out. You don't have to worry."
"Shut up, you fool!" His nose flared as he fired at me.
"What is this about, dad?" I asked further as I was getting tired of our conversation.
"You're letting your guards down."
My lips quirked as I tilted my head sideways. What did he mean?
"What's this about?"
"That Amelia girl, can't you see that she's a witch?!" Dad exclaimed, making me scoff.
Of course she was a witch; a sorceress who had made my heart skip a beat in the worst way ever.
She had made me feel the pleasure of sex from a different angle. Amelia had driven me to the clouds where Regina had never took me.
Hmm about my heart skipping a beat, I don't quite understand that.
It's normal for one to experience that during a hot sex, right? Oh yeah, thank you, mind.
Wait, is that when true?
I girnned, spreading my arms to rest on the sofa. Nodding, I answered. "Yes, dad. You got that, right."
"Fuck!" Dad cursed, rubbing his forehead. "Do you even get what I'm saying?"
"Wait?" I paused, sitting up. "Are you angry because she defeated you?"
I could see dad seeth, tightening his fists. "Yes, I am furious about that but you really don't see what danger you're thrusting yourself into."
What danger? Letting Amelia suck and swallow my cum?
"Regina told me everything. She told me how Amelia got here and what she had done. She tried to hack into your secret funds system, do you know what could have happened if she had succeeded?" Dad sounded agitated but his words didn't seem to make any sense to me.
He continued while I pretended to listen. "You have to dismiss that girl. Kill her or something to avoid troubles."
My brows creased as I folded my arms. "One thing you do not understand, father, is the fact that Amelia is a great asset to me. Her skills are extraordinary and I can't help but keep her mine."
Dad chuckled, letting out a dry scoff. "What way are you punishing her for her actions?"
I grinned, cocking my head forward. "You sure don't know how that girl is so good in bed, dad."
Dad shook his head, throwing his arms in the air. "That's it! Your dick is the way to your heart! Can you just hear me out, you fool?"
I sighed, listening as he ranted on. As far as I was concerned, I wasn't interested in his boring talks.
Amelia stays here.
"She leaves here, Alessandro and you should find a way to clear your mess and get back that gold!"
I heard approaching footsteps and when I turned around, I saw Amelia behind me.
"What do you want, Amelia?" I asked. I didn't want her involved in this heated arguement with my dad.
I glanced between her and my dad. I could sense the tension.
"Sorry, I...I was just taking a walk. How're you doing, old man?" She waved at dad who gritted his teeth.
This girl, does she think this is funny?
"You see.. now she walks freely around and even have the nerve to speak to me anyhow!" Dad yelled his eyes flashing with rage.
I grabbed Amelia's wrist and dragged her out of the living room. If she remained there, he might just skin her alive.
"What was that?" I asked, as we got to the balcony.
She shrugged as if nothing as happened and rubbed her tummy.
"I'm hungry." She pouted. I couldn't take my eyes off her face.
I found her pout pretty and the innocent look on her face wasn't helping at all.
I wanted to throw her on my bed right away and make that little mouth of hers suck me.
"Are you serious right now?" I scoffed, folding my arms. "Amelia, do your best to stay away from my dad. He's not cool."
Ignoring my words, she tugged at my shirt still pouting.
Hell, can you just stop doing that!
"I'm hungry and I swear I'm about to die."
I pushed her away slightly, rolling my eyes at her. "Stop being childish. I think I'm being too soft on you."
"Master…." Amelia smirked, wrapping her arms around me. "Why don't we eat out?"