Chapter 6

Selena’s POV

Meeting Priscilla’s Father

I ignore the numerous languages in Nikolai’s eyes. I want nothing more than to leave this place. Just seeing Kieran sitting comfortably brings back a lot of the memories from yesterday’s night. I struggle to accept myself around Nikolai.

“How did he get to find out all of those things Selena?” He gazes leisurely at his family. I straighten my spine and I refuse to take any pose that will give away extra information.

“How do you expect me to know? I thought you told him all of these things. Is he not your brother?” I retort immediately. I pout forming an angry face like I would if I was originally upset.

“We will talk about this later. Let’s focus on the main thing at hand. Father and mother would go ahead to say to a lot of nasty things to you, they are only trying to see just how much you can take. Try your best not to let any of their words get to you.” He takes an inch closer to me.

“I think I already made a note to myself about this.” I ignore, hoping he would understand my silence and resistance.

“It’s fine.” He gives me one last glance and we finally leave.

“We were discussing the direct birth of the company before your city girl whisked you away. I suppose she doesn’t understand the essence and the true meaning of this meeting?” Mother asks Selena but their question is strictly for me.

“I had something to say to him.” I flutter my lashes wondering why he has not said anything to defend me.

“You sound like a princess. That’s not the feature we’re searching for in the wife of any of my sons.” His mother lifts her eyes to stare at me. My eyes dart to Priscilla’s face and I wish I can shove the knife down her throat.

“Mother,that’s enough. We are done with the conversation. What’s the matter on ground? How’s the situation of things?” He dabs his lips with the napkin placed on the table.

“Mr and Mrs Alejandro.” A voice I have never heard before sounds far off. The voice is deep and menacing. I know it’s serious when Kieran opens his eyes and he exchanges looks with Nikolai.

“Don Carlo?” Nikolai folds his hands under the tables. I notice all of the subtle signs, they try hard to cover it and act like they were totally unbothered but anyone with eyes would see.

“Father?” Priscilla mouths out his name,surprise evident in her. I sense fear from her actions and I immediately tell the kind of relations she has with her dad is not a perfect one.

“Were you expecting me not to come after hearing about the shameful ambience you were welcomed with? Is that why you tolerated all of their rubbish?” He walks steadily to the table.

“I was going to handle things myself. You shouldn’t be here.” Her lower lips quiver but she challenges him head on.

“It was very obvious!” He bangs his hands on the table furiously, I jerk. Somehow, they all remain calm with absolutely no emotion.

“Is it this weakling you dare to compare to my daughter, Nikolai.” He places his foot on the table next to mine.

“I am not a weakling.” My hands are trembling but that does not mean I would tolerate all types of insult from every freaking person.

“You’re not a weakling? You can’t even stand the sight of me, Mi amor.” He places his hand under my chin.

“Get your hands off her. This instant.” His voice is dangerously low, lower than I have ever heard him.

“Hmm,she seems to have captured Nikolai’s heart. You’re quite a cunning one. My daughter has been trying for ages and she never got anyone of them. You’re a calm sly fox.”

“What do you want Don Carlo? That warranted you to barge into my home?” Mr Alejandro sounds annoyed and I recall that the previous tones they used with me were never this bone chilling. It really was a test.

“Since the adults we bred are now children and can no longer make tangible decisions for themselves, I’m here so the parents can talk between ourselves. What exactly is the plan, Alejandro?” He keeps staring at Nikolai’s father and mother like he could take their life now anytime soon if he wanted to.

“To say that to my face, you must be really bold.” His eyes are open with a slight smile on his face. He drums his finger on the table.

“Power seems to have gotten into your head,you need some little reminders.” He drinks in the sight of Kieran.

“And the reminders are what exactly?” He sits upright, the whole atmosphere changes. He has a new aura, one that screams danger all around him. It completely overshadows everybody, it is obvious from the expression on their faces.

“Power, my boy is dynamic. Your family was once a cub in the underworld. And it can go back there.” Don Carlo smiles revealing one of his cracked teeth.

“You seem to be forgetting Mañata. Those babies that support you have always been trying to rid us of this position for years. It has been a total failure. The day you lose value in their eyes, you’ll be as good as dead. I only need to make one call to make you irrelevant. Don’t cross your boundaries.” The cruel smile on his face reminds me again of the dirty act we did yesterday. He truly deserves the title of a mafia boss.

“Kieran Petrov”! That’s not your birth name now, am I right? It’s just not obvious because you too look alike, what a world. I can put you in place Kieran. As a matter of fact, I will.”

“Hmm, some important discoveries you have made.” Kieran fumbles with his fingers under the table but the hatred in his eyes is clear for everyone to see.

“Bang!”

“Father!”