Chapter-14

Chapter-14

Lucas Alberto's POV

Looking again my phone I sigh in frustration. She has not been replying to my messages. Worry keeps growing in my heart. I will be home in a few minutes. Soon, the Piccolo's and Marcus will be arriving here to finalize the ideas and which one to go with.

These two weeks away from her have passed by so slow. I remember talking to her before leaving. I have to. Something in me just said... Speak. Then she replied. Fuck! I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay and take her out and officially declare our relationship, but I had to leave. I am not going to waste another second once this meeting is over. I am going to ask her out.

But I don't understand why she isn't responding. Is she okay? Is everything alright?

Oh Angel! Just a few more minutes and let's break all the silence.

My phone rings and I quickly see if it's her, but it's Marcus. I trust him with his decisions. He has always provided us with good financial development strategies, but lately, I am not liking him that much. I don't like how he is getting close to her. He doesn't have to make her laugh. He is clearly trying to get close to her and she is too innocent to notice a guy making a move on her. I don't think she even knows how to know when a guy is interested. She has been too guarded and been in that palace forever.

I don't lift his call as I have reached home. Instead I send him a message to see him in an hour. Once I go inside, Mom and Dad are in the living room talking.

"Bueno Serata, Mamma. Papa."

"He is here." Mamma says as I go and hug her. "I missed you."

"Me too."

"How did the deal go?" Papa asks.

"Honey, he just came. Let him freshen up at least." Mamma protests for me.

"It went well. I have sent you the mail regarding that. I will go and freshen up. They will be here any minute." I say going up to my room.

"He is working very hard. He should go on a vacation." I hear Mamma say.

Once I am in my room, I check my phone again like a teenager in love and sigh. Still no message from her.

Angel, talk to me. Are you coming tonight?

I wait for a few minutes. No reply. Frustrated I decided to take a bath and go down soon.

"Bueno Serata, Mr. Piccolo." I shake his hand as I greet him.

"Bueno Serata. I heard that the Paris deal went well. Congratulations."

"Thank you."

I give Mrs. Piccolo a nod and look around. I don't see her. She didn't come?

Suddenly I feel someone link their arm with mine. I look beside to find Gemma.

"Looking for her?" She asks.

"Is everything alright?" I have to know. She looks surprised.

"What do you mean?"

"Is everything alright with her?"

"Are you kidding me? She has been the most happiest these two weeks for some reason. Maybe it's the moving out." She seems to be thinking about something. "Good for her. But for some reason, she didn't seem to look that well yesterday."

Yesterday? She has not been responding to my texts since yesterday evening. Did something happen?

"There she is." I hear Gemma say.

Then she comes in, with Marcus. She gives him a faint smile at something he said. It doesn't reach her eyes. Marcus sees me.

"Hey Lucas." He comes my way and greets me. I look at him for a brief moment before my eyes meet hers. She looks frozen. She stops in her tracks and looks like a deer caught in headlights. She quickly looks away. Like she is hiding something.

Something definitely happened and it's not good.

I thought she will smile as he looks at me, that she is dying to see me as much as I am to see her. She goes and sits beside her father. "We were waiting for you." Marcus says.

"Really?" I know that she can hear me and she knows that my question is directed to her. She meets my eyes for a moment and looks away again.

"Come. Let's start." Papa calls us and we all go sit around the table as the presentation starts. I can't even focus.

How the fuck am I supposed to focus? I can't stop looking at her. She doesn't even look at me. I am sure she can feel my eyes on her. Everyone in the room is focusing on the person explaining.

Come on Lucas! Focus! Focus for a few minutes and then you can think all about her! But I can't. I push myself to listen to the discussion they are having and it works only for a brief moment.

What happened? What the fuck could have happened in a day that turned this all around?!

"That was a perfect." Papa says from beside me. "I vote for Oil and Petroleum. What about you, Alessandro?" He asks Mr. Piccolo.

"That sounds good for me too. I vote for that." He says and the women of our families agree on that too.

"What about you, Lucas?" Papa asks.

"Same." I reply.

"Marcus?" They ask him.

"Oil and Petroleum."

"Good. Since we are all on the same page, let's go with it. Let's do this." Papa says excitedly. Mr. Piccolo and Papa stand up. They shake hands and hug patting their backs like they just won a football match. "We are finally doing it."

"We are." They are both clearly excited.

Mom and Mrs. Piccolo laugh at them and Gemma rolls her eyes. My eyes go back to her. She is looking down at her fingers, looking very uninterested.

What's wrong? Talk to me! Look at me! Angel!

She looks up and meets my eyes. This time, her eyes doesn't say anything. She only looks at me apologetically and with some kind of determination.

Oh God! I hope this is some small spat or I did something wrong and she is angry at me. I can take that. Please don't make it any big. Not when we are so close to... be close.

We all go to the living room. The meeting was short as we have all decided on what to go with yesterday, but just to rethink everything before finalizing today. We are having snacks. She doesn't look up.

Look up! She bites her lips. I know she can hear me. She can feel me. That's how it has always been.

Look up, Angel! She bites her lip like she is holding back.

LOOK UP! She grabs onto her father's arm like she is scared. He is talking to Papa. Gemma is sitting on his other side. He has his arm around her.

"Your daughters love you, don't they?" Papa asks. He always wanted to have a girl too along with me.

"I love them too, don't you think?" Mr. Piccolo says.

"I can see that."

My gaze doesn't move from her. Gemma comes to sit beside me.

"Will you stop it? You are going to burn a hole in her head. Everyone is starting to notice. My mom has already seen you staring at her."

"Your mom has seen us do more than that."

I couldn't care less about what Mrs. Piccolo thinks right now.

I see her saying something to her father and he nods at her with a smile. She gets up and goes out to the garden. I was about to get up and follow her immediately, but Gemma stops me.

"Give it a moment before you go. You are getting caught." At her words, I look at our fathers to see them looking at me strangely.

"I wanted to speak to Annabel about a project we were working on." I make up an excuse and before they can react, I quickly get up and follow her. She is speaking to Marcus. That's gets me.

That's it!

Every word she speaks with him gets my blood boiling. I feel like only I should have the right to hear every word she speaks.

What the fuck's wrong with me? When did I become like this?

I want to walk her to her, hold her hand and take her up to room. Ask her what is going on.

What is going on? Why are you avoiding me, Angel? But you speak this idiot?! What the fuck?!

But I don't take a step forward. I just stand there and watch them. What could they be speaking about? I don't know how long I have been standing there. She is speaking to him very comfortably. Why are you so comfortable with him?

"Really?" Marcus says something loudly. She nods her head with a forced smile.

What the fuck? Was about to go to them, when I hear a voice beside me.

"She must have said yes." Mrs. Piccolo says. I didn't see her coming.

Yes? Yes to what?!

"Marcus is a good guy. It's good that he asked her on a date. Alessandro is very excited about this." She says and turns back and leaves. Does this have something to do with her seeing us together? What is in it to her?

Mr. Piccolo knows? Why did she say yes? What the fuck is happening?

I feel like someone just tampered with my feelings. Why is she doing this? Didn't I tell her to not go on a date with anyone? She isn't someone who would do this purposefully. What the fuck happened?! I have to talk to her.

I go towards them. My Angel? Dating other guy? In front of me? Like I am going to let that happen. Whatever this shit is, I am going to figure it out. It is clear that she is not liking it too and I am not going to sit here and let things happen any other way than I planned.

Marcus says something to her and they both start walking towards me to come inside. Once they are near me, Marcus was about to speak, but I cut him off. I have no interest in speaking to him, especially not now. I would punch him any minute now.

"Follow me, I have to speak with you about the new project. It's important." I speak coldly to her. Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! I am losing it.

With that I turn around and walk towards my office. I know that she is following me behind. I hear her footsteps.

Once we are in my office, I walk past her and close the door. Turning around, I find her looking at her fingers. Look at me! LOOK AT ME! I want to scream. I want to flip the table that's behind her. Still my anger wouldn't lessen if I do. Instead of all that, I do just the thing that even I didn't think I was going to do. I take two strides towards and lift her up before sitting her down on my desk.

My lips touch her and I kiss her angrily. All the emotions come rushing to me and I just pull her close to me. She doesn't respond for a few seconds. But once she does, she is shy and tries her best to kiss me back. My hands put hold her thigh and I make her put a leg around my waist. My anger subdues and I don't want to stop kissing her.

I have imagined this in my head, again and again many times, but this... Oh Angel!

We don't stop kissing for a few seconds or minutes. I don't know. She is here in my arms and there is no way I am letting her date anyone. We run out of breath and as I pull I away, I rest my forehead against hers. We are breathing like we ran a marathon.

"I told you... Not to... go out on a date with anyone." I try to speak between my breaths. Her hand is in my hair.

"Lucas." She whispers.

As soon as she calls my name, all the logic leaves me and I kiss her again.

Oh Angel!

A/N:

Hey my cute dumplings!

They kissed! Finally! Didn't see that coming? Me too. They are finally going to talk. Tell me what you think.

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