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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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Chapter One hundred and Eighty-four

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His face which had been as blank as a newly bought canvas immediately had splashes of along appear on it and the colour red was the primary one."The fuck did you just day?" He seethed. His jaw was locked so hard that she could imagine his teeth shattering any moment now. His face was red. Even with the naturally tanned skin of his, she could see it coming up to the surface.

"Yes," she continued. "Why? I can't have a child?" She taunted.

"Alexis." He warned. "Stop."

And she did.

She had learned enough to know that at times, even though-provoking him was fun, he had his limits. Given the life he lived not many could taunt him and live with it, she did but that didn't mean she was going to get away with it.

Certain limits were not meant to be crossed. Pushed, yes but not crossed.