Elena

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Hey guys sorry for taking so long to update I just have quite a lot of school work to catch up on but I'll try and update the next chapter soon. Enjoy!

Massimo:

"What are you doing here?" I ask eyeing her up and down. She was wearing a skintight red latex dress with black heels. Her blond hair wasn't tamed to perfection like how it usually was. And her mascara, was smeared under her eyes, as if she had been crying.

Memories of what happened last year between us flash in my mind as I shake my head in disgust at her and myself.

"Massimo, I need help-"

"Fuck off find someone else to help you-"

"Per favore é Spades."

[translation: please it's Spades]

I look at her coolly for a moment, before remembering that Isabella was still fast asleep in my arms, I start to relax, trying not to wake her up. I could feel a small smile creep into my face, but I stop myself before Elena notices.

"Get inside and stay in the living room." I walk off towards the house, not waiting for Elena to catch up.

I open Isabellas' door with my elbow as I walk in and lay her on the single bed. I walk to the end of the bed and take off her heels, placing them into the wardrobe, making sure to be quiet before pulling the soft grey blanket up to her shoulders and planting a small kiss on her forehead. 

I slowly shut the door before heading towards the living room where I see Elena sitting with her legs sprawled across the sofa. I grunt as I walk around the glass table and sit opposite her, creating as much distance between us as possible.

"What happened." I asked as I look her straight into her teary blue eyes. 

"Daniele is looking for me- he-he's trying to kill me." She sobs out, starting to wipe her tears on the back of her hand. I just stare at her blankly, not feeling a shred of remorse.

I know her well.

Too well.

I know what she is capable of. 

"Good now leave." I say in a cold voice before standing up.

"No no Massimo why are you being like this!" She shouts as she stands up abruptly and walks around the table to stand directly in front of me. I carry on looking straight ahead, not bothering to notice her staring up at me. "Don't you remember last year Massimo." She says in a teasing voice, as I carry on ignoring her. "Didn't you enjoy our time together baby? I gave you your pleasure so now you owe me back." She says as she moves her finger up and down the outline of my abs, creeping closer to my crotch.

I grab her fingers, starting to squeeze them hard in my grip. 

"You're hurting me!" She squeals out.

"Non sono in debito con un cazzo per te!" I shout before releasing her fingers with a slight push, as she stumbles backwards.

[Translation:  I don't owe you shit]

"Il mio padre helped you when you and your fucking dad needed it so now you have to help me!" She shouted back, as she regains her balance and walks back towards me.

[Translation: my dad]

I look down into her eyes, my anger starting to build up, but I try and control myself.

"Explain what happened and don't ever shout at me again." I say as I walk towards the coal-grey, L shaped couch and sit down, I watch as Elena takes a seat right next to me. I grimace as she places her hand on my arm, which I shove off forcefully.

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