87. Amelia's POV
"I'm really sorry about grandpa's." Vivianne apologized over her meal. "He was really harsh with you and...I don't like it. He doesn't like you, does he?" She asked and I forced out a smile.
"Dear Anne, it's fine if your grandpa doesn't like me." I said, swallowing the lump in my throat as I tried not to show how hurt I was.
"You can't really judge by the words." I sighed, wiping the oil stain off her lips. "He might just be in a bad mood."
I just have to say all of these because I was with Vivianne. I balled my fists under the table. I just wanted to punch that fucking old asshole in his face.
I didn't talk back at first because Alessandro and the rest were there. Most especially, Vivianne. It would be bad to use my venomous tongue while she was there.
After Vivianne was done eating, I put her to sleep and pecked her forehead before turning off the lights.
I left for Alessandro's room. He wasn't there and I just assumed he was still having a discussion with Adelaide outside.
I sat on the bed, crossing my legs. I let out a deep sigh and when I was about to lay on the bed, my eyes caught a photo lying on the nightstand.
Alessandro must have put it there. I picked it up and when I stared at it closely, I frowned.
This girl looked a whole lot like me. I felt this was the young me but why couldn't I even remember how I looked like exactly.
My childhood memories — they have always been missing and it has always baffled me but this time it made me more worried.
My hand moved to my face and below my chin is the same small mole on the girl's chin too.
This was definitely the young me. No doubts.
How did Alessandro get it?
Hah, how can I forget so easily that he was a mafia Don and he could get anything he wanted just at the snap of his fingers.
But the question was, why he kept the photo. Did he possibly keep it just to admire me? Many questions whirled on my mind.
I didn't feel comfortable at all and there was a sudden rush of adrenaline through my body. Fear suddenly took over me and I gritted my teeth, holding my head.
What was wrong with me? I held my head as I struggle to recall my past but I only saw blankness. My thoughts were muffled and a dark shade seemed to loom over them.
This wasn't right? I have always asked Ms Manhattan why I didn't have my childhood memories but she ignored me most of the times and when I pester her too much, she just says I'd be fine.
Would I ever be?
I didn't feel comfortable staying in the room any longer so I stepped out of the room. I sat at the stairway, my face full of tears.
What was wrong with me? I felt lost.
It was just 9pm so I stepped out of the mansion and made my way towards the garden. I needed to cool off the fire burning within my soul or I might end up charred.
I halt in my steps when I heard some voices steps away from where I was standing.
I peeped further. It was Alessandro and his sister.
"They...do not forgive just like every mafia out there. If they should find out that Amelia is still alive and in your premises then there would be war. How do you plan to protect her? How do you plan to keep the truth hidden from her forever?" My brows widened when I heard Adelaide's words.
The truth again? What was this fucking TRUTH all about. Every time I try to find out, it just ends up in chaos I couldn't even handle.
Alessandro turned around when he noticed someone and I quickly hid behind the white tall orange tree.
He took out his gun and aimed it towards the direction where I was. I trembled as he moved closer to me, his steps slow and calculating.
"Who's there?" He asked, his voice loud and sharp and I almost peed in my pants. What would be his reaction if he finds out I had eavesdropped their conversation?
He suddenly halted and I froze. Seconds later, someone came rushing by.
"Boss. We have to set out now. The Italians are all set out and the rampage is mighty. We have to do all it takes to protect the cargo." It was Gianni. I recognised his voice so well.
"Mm." Alessandro hummed and retreated but still stared around in suspicion. "Gather the reliable and able men. We set out in five."
"Okay boss." Gianni nodded before leaving and Alessandro returned to Adelaide while I just used that as an opportunity to escape.
I clutched my chest as I ran back to the room. Alessandro was definitely hiding something from me but what could it be?
I shot my head up when an idea struck me. Alessandro's study room!
There should be a few answers to my questions in the room since he carried out a lot of transactions in there.
I peeped through the window and when I saw him get into the car with the other men, I grinned.
It was now or never. This was just another chance for me even though it was a bit tight.
A knock sounded on the door and I raised a brow before opening up.
"Boss asked me to give this to you." It was Mary. She eyed me with contempt and before she could start with her rants on how I have snatched Alessandro from her, I shut the door on her face.
She hissed and walked away. I sighed and read what was written in the letter and it says.
~ I'll be back soon. Do not step out of the room. Stay safe. ~
I scrunched up my nose before tossing the paper away. Sweet boy.
Sure I will remain in the room but not now when you're away. Not until I find out what you're hiding from me, Alessandro.
I smirked, adjusting my dress before exiting the room. I instinctively checked around the hallway to confirm if there were no guards lurking around and happily for me there were none.
I kept moving like a ninja until I got to Alessandro's study room. He would always lock it when he wasn't around but phew! This time it was not!
I looked up with a dramatic smile. Maybe the heavens were on my side.
That way I got in and I cringed since the room was dark. I fumbled around, searching for the switch and finally I found it!
Sigh. The lights were back on and my mission on the quest for truth began.
I checked his locker if I could see any clue but there was none. Only papers that contained his mafia missions were scattered on the desk.
After 30 minutes of fruitless searching, I sank into his swivel armchair, breathing heavily.
Useless. This was just so useless. I wanna cry.
Maybe I should just back down. No! My mind screamed and as I reached the doorstep, I halted.
Turning around, my eyes fell on a Safe and my face brightened up. Yay! I should get some secrets unlocked, yeah?
2345? 7890? 0000? Like seriously, did I think he'd be so stupid to use something as simple as that?
One last try, Amelia.
There was a tattoo on Alessandro's body that says 8989. It was tatted on his lower back but I had seen it while we fucked a couple of times.
I punched in the numbers, my heart thumping loudly. Please Lord, this should be the correct password. If I should get what I want then I promise to go to church next Sunday for a Thanksgiving offering.
Click! The safe was unlocked. It was the right password!
I smiled, quickly searching it contents. There were only papers in there, stapled together and a smirk settled on my face as I picked it up.
This should lead me somewhere. But no!
The smile on my face vanished when I saw the words boldly printed on the paper.
Jesus! I gasped, tears streaming down my cheeks as I went through the report.
The approaching footsteps sent me cringing in fear. I rose, the papers still in my hands, who could it be?
Alessandro? If then I was screwed! But he needed to explain this too. It wasn't true, was it?