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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.)

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315 Chs

Chapter Sixty-five

He sighed looking at her sleeping form. She looked so peaceful and now, much to his dislike, he was going to wake her up. Well, he needed to.

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"That's why you woke me up early?" She grumbled as she sat on the plane. For the first time, Angelo had taken pains to wake up a woman. Usually, he had a maid or a worker wake her up but for his wife, he had to take the pains. The woman didn't wake up for the first ten minutes when he had used voices. He then woke her up by shaking to which she had opened her eyes, happy with that, Angelo handed her a cup of coffee and went to shower.

On coming back, he found the woman dead asleep. Sighing he woke her up again but he turned his back on him which gave him a view of her ass. Well, what could he say, the morning wood could be blamed.

Shaking his head he said, "You slept late." He pointed out.