Chapter 31 - Thirty-one.

greed

/ɡriːd/

noun

the intense and selfish desire for something, especially wealth, power, or food. 

(A basic human emotion.) 

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When Angelo heard that Alexis was in the kitchen the entire morning, he couldn't think of anything else but her escaping again from the kitchen door. The surprise hit him hard when he walked in to see white dust and dirty utensils everywhere.

The dishes were placed in the sink and counters around it, ingredients were scattered around the entire kitchen. The kitchen seemed to have gone back and forth a storm to be looking this disastrous.

Alexis was sitting on the countertop with her legs crossed and her head in her hands and a bowl of whipped cream in front of her. After causing this much ruckus, she seemed to be sulking about it.

"What the fuck did you do?" He asked her again, standing on the opposite side of the counter, his eyes glancing around the kitchen. He subtly pointed out the mess that she had created. The entire kitchen was a mess, every counter had a dirty utensil on it. 

"Oh um.." she looked around, nothing would work except the truth. "I was baking." She mumbled, sliding down the counter, she sheepishly rubbed her arms up and down.

"Well, I tried too and I did not exactly know how because I lived alone and I usually bought the readymade sweets s—"

"Baking? Why?" Much to his irritation, he had to question her again because she had not been clear.

'Be diplomatic.'

"Well, I wanted to give this a chance and I also realised that you know, no one likes to be yelled at, so I was trying to make it up to you by trying to bake since I got to know that you have a sweet tooth." She rambled on, speaking of every reason that came to her mind.

Angelo sighed. His lips twitched up a little but he looked away. She was cute too. Her brows went to thinking what he just thought about; cute? What made man ever said that. He took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves.

Walking to the cabinet he grabbed two bowls and set them aside.

"This one is for the dry ingredients and this is for the wet ones." He pointed at the bowls as she nodded looking weary.

He instructed her to get the ingredients and the measuring cups. They separated the ingredients and mix them in the end. Placing them together in a bowl they left in the refrigerator to freeze the cheesecake and decided to come back to work on it later. He led her into the living room and sat down next to her on the couch.

"Do you want to give us a chance Alexis? Or you're doing it because you think that one day when I trust you, you will be able to run away from all of this," he waved his hands around, "if so, you're wrong about that. Once you've entered, you go out in pieces and if you can join them back, You're most welcome to leave and never return."

Busted, she felt her cheeks grow hot. But that had her thinking about what it was all about. 

"I know," or so I thought, "I am here now, so I'll. I don't know. I want to try." She whispered. What did she want to try? How come she didn't know what she wanted, she had always figured out everything in advance.

The man next to her nodded. He knew what she felt; hopelessness, which in return had blanked her thought process. But he did not mind that, she would figure it out by the end of the days and hopefully in his favour. 

He placed his finger below her chin as his elbow remained on the back of the couch. Gently he angled her face towards him, curious brown eyes looked up at him with a hint of fear which he disregarded. Leaning in, he placed his on hers. A peck.

He pecked her lips and her eyes closed on their own. Her soft lips opened up on her own and she wanted a little more but he pulled away. Opening her eyes again, she saw him near her, already looking at her before leaning in and kissing her.

That was all he needed. The lust that had was seen in her eyes was all he needed. She didn't need to consent because it was clear to him that she didn't say no and he wasn't going too far from a kiss.

Softly sucking on her lip and kissing them with leisure, he pulled her into his lap as she willing came to him, probably too blind to ignore what she felt.

Pulling apart, he ran his hands through her hair and rubbed her thigh. She fit in perfectly. Angelo looked down at her and then stared back into nothingness. He felt peace, his heart did not care for the family right now. He did not think about the men he was supposed to torture or the men he was supposed to train. He thought of nothing and enjoyed the calm she brought him without even knowing it.

He squeezed her thigh. He was never letting her go.

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Alexis woke up on the couch of her room. She did not immediately get up, instead, she just stayed there blushing to herself. She had kissed him and she was not supposed to go that far. 

Getting up, she looked at the coffee table in front that had an alarm set, she woke up minutes before it. Ten minutes to eight-thirty. She went to the vanity to straighten herself a bit but stood astonished. 

A pearl and Sapphire gemstone necklace were lying in front of her with a note expressing gratitude. 

"My..." Alexis could not even take her eyes off of it. Hell, she could not even think straight.. She had never seen anything up so close to touching without a salesman near her and now, she did not know what to do.