Page 35 of Angelo

"Like a fucking twig."

"Point taken," Elyse muttered. "Now quit stalling and get on with it."

Alessandro grunted, "It seems you have been holding onto this grudge for quite some time."

"Just tell me what happened in Zurich."

At last, he relented, scowling unhappily, "As you wish."

Elyse wanted to stomp her foot in indignation and pump her fist triumphantly at the same time.Fucking finally. At times, drawing the truth from her husband felt more difficult than removing a bullet from his stomach.

Hesitation brimmed in his eyes. “You… were still in Crans-Montana at the time. I went to Zurich to take care of some unfinished business. That night, I was already in the villa when Valentina arrived with her friend. Unfortunately, you see, she has the keys to our properties in Europe. She did not know that I was at home. The two of them were already half-naked when I went to confront her in the living room. I told her to fuck off. Then, she told me to fuck off.”

“She wasn’t there to fuck you?”

“Of course not,” he answered with no hesitation.

“What about the red bra?”

“Pretty sure it belonged to Valentina. I saw her wearing a red one when I found them in the living room. She probably forgot about it after fucking her friend in the shower.”

“Did you stick around while theyf—”

“No,” Alessandro cut in, “while they were going at it, I left the villa for an hour or two to,ah, dispose of something.”

"What were you trying to get rid of?"

"Trash."

Skepticism flashed in green eyes. “It took you two hours to take out some trash?”

“It was a very bulky piece of… trash,” Alessandro explained with a mysterious smile. “Anyway, Valentina and her friend had disappeared into the shower by the time I came back.”

She searched his face for lies. “Has you ever fucked Valentina?”

“Hell,no,” he spat out, looking visibly disgusted. “She is not my type, and I am definitely not her type.”

“What do you mean?”

“I have a cock and balls,” Alessandro answered with a shrug. “She likes tits and pussy.”

“Are you telling me that Valentina’s friend was a woman?”

He nodded with a knowing look.

Elyse relaxed a little even though she still had more questions. “Then why does Valentina always flirt with you? She called you Sandro. Her behavior seems downright territorial."

Alessandro replied with a slight smirk, "She only called me Sandro to fuck with you. Valentinaisvery territorial. Because I represent power in ourcosca. She wants power. But that does not mean she cares for me. I am a means to an end. Nothing more."

Understanding dawned on Elyse as her mouth rounded out into anO. “If that’s the case, I don’t see why you felt the need to hide any of this shit. Why didn’t you come clean sooner?”

“Our relationship felt so uncertain back then. You already seemed scared of me when I told you about Mikey. I was afraid you might hate me if I told you that,” Alessandro gave a quick pause before adding, “Valentina caught me with Stefano that night.”

She gasped at this unexpected twist. “What the hell were you doing with Stefano Russo?”

Calmly, Alessandro told her, “I invited him.”

“You flew that asshole all the way to Zurich?” Elyse’s brow folded with alarm. Come to think of it, thePendejohad been very quiet lately. In fact, hehadn’t bothered her at all since she left New York. Even after she arrived in Switzerland, he’d only texted a few times before going silent. Immediately, a sense of foreboding sank in. Her mind took a turn toward morbid possibilities.

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