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Infatuation of Darkness

*Dark Romance* "Search the name, Angelo de Alassandro." He said. Now she was doubtful why would she have to search his name? She did it and the search was normal; it was like searching for any other business man. But a few caught her attention. 'Angelo de Alassandro linked with the underworld. 'De Alassandro associated with the recent gun fire.' 'Another body found inside a dumpster, to be linked with the de Alassandro group.' The links did not stop. They more she scrolled down the more she read and the more gut twisting they got. She did not know how to react with the situation especially when the man who was supposedly linked with them was sitting right next to her. She was reading them with so much attention that she did not notice Angelo standing behind her. He was enjoying her reactions and her curiosity to read more. He bent down to her ear causing her breath to be hitched. He leisurely stroked her face and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Do you think that can be rumours?" Calmly he spoke in her ear. "They could be," She spoke diplomatically. He chuckled, "well, they are not." He confirmed. (I don't stand for abuse but I need to show it for the development of my characters.)

Inara_Me · Urban
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315 Chs

Chapter One hundred and thirty-two

'Hi, mom," A sixteen-year-old girl wished her to come as she sat on the porch. She sat next to her mother who sat on the porch since the dawn.

'Hey Kid.' the woman wished back with a sigh. Alexis somehow got the hint that her mother did not want to talk. So she did the best thing she could, she continued to sit there silently, enjoying the proximity with her mother. Even in silence with her solace. She found her peace.

They continued to surrender themselves to their thoughts. Completely different from each other's yet unaware of it. The woman wanted to keep her family close, Alexis wanted to leave those behind.

"Have you considered a college yet?" The woman asked her daughter.

Many, she immediately thought buther answer was completely different. "Yes, I have I think I will go to Ivy League."

"Ivy League?" The woman immediately asked as loudly as she could. "Wh—what if I don't have enough money for it?"