My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked by Marita A. Hansen Read Free Book Online Page A

an angry sound on the other side, making me stop
talking.
    “ Sorry, I shouldn’t have lied to you,” I said. “I was
scared.”
    “ I’m not upset with you, it’s Christo. He has no right to
scare a child.”
    “ I’m not a child!”
    “ Oh, I am truly sorry; I didn’t mean to insult you. You are a
lovely donna and
I should show you respect.”
    I went
quiet, taken by him calling me a lovely lady.
    “ Are you still there, Sophia?”
    “ Yeah.”
    “ Am I forgiven for my slip?”
    I smiled. “ Sì. ”
    “
Grazie . Also, I will speak to
the Padre about
his brother. I will make sure he doesn’t bother you
anymore.”
    “
There’s no
need, my father went to the Donatelli don and spoke with him.
Christo will be reprimanded.”
    “
As he should
be. Anyway, I should go now. Sleep well, bella .”
    He hung up, making me forget all about Christo. I couldn’t
believe that Frano D’Angelo was concerned about me. I flopped back
onto my bed, feeling hope. Maybe he liked me, which was why he’d
phoned. Plus, he’d called me bella , which meant beautiful, AND
he’d called me a lovely donna . I closed my eyes and brought
up a picture of his face.
    I wanted
him so bad.
    ***
    Things
were quiet for the next month with absolutely no trouble, other
than my father not allowing me to date Jagger, which meant I had to
sneak out to meet him. Though, I still couldn’t get my mind off his
cousin. I kept replaying over and over again how Frano had picked
me up after Christo had threatened me. At the time, I’d been too
upset to appreciate him holding me, but now I couldn’t stop
thinking about it. And whenever I caught a glimpse of him, all I
could think about was being in his arms. He would come up and talk
to me, asking how I was, being friendly and polite, which made me
feel guilty for lusting after him, because he really was a nice
guy.
    I sat
down at the café table as my mother ordered a hot chocolate for me
and a coffee for herself. Frano entered the shop with his brother.
He was wearing smart black pants that highlighted his firm ass, and
a button-down shirt that gave me a flash of his muscular chest. He
was talking to his ape-like brother, who was throwing glances at a
hot-looking guy sitting at a table close by. Alberto’s gaze shifted
to my table. He tapped Frano’s arm and gestured towards me as my
mother placed a hot chocolate in front of me.
    I shrank
down in my chair as Frano sauntered through the tables to mine,
praying my mother wasn’t going to embarrass me as usual.
    “ Buon giorno , Signora and Signorina Salvi,” he said, making my
mother jump.
    She turned to
him and said hello, her tone curt.
    Frano
placed a hand on the chair next to mine. “Would my brother and I be
able to sit with you? The café is completely full.”
    My mother nodded, although it looked
like she wanted to tell him to go away.
    He
thanked her, then went back to his brother, who was putting a cake
onto a tray.
    I turned
to my mother as she sat down. “Please don’t be rude to
him.”
    Her eyes narrowed. “I should tell that young man to stop
coming up to us. I know he’s being polite, but I want nothing to do
with his famiglia , especially after that Christo incident.”
    “ That’s Christo’s fault, not Frano’s, and I’m not seeing
Jagger anymore,” I lied, “so there’s no problem.”
    “ What if Christo sees us sitting with Frano and his brother?
And don’t think that I haven’t forgotten about you spying on Frano
swimming naked.”
    “ Mom!” People turned to look at me. I shrank further down into
my chair. “I didn’t spy; I didn’t know he was there.”
    “ Sophia, I can tell when you’re lying, and it’s clear as day
that you’re attracted to Frano. I see how you look at him, and I
want it to stop.”
    “ I can’t help it, he’s gorgeous, and it’s not like he’d want
me anyway: he’s engaged.”
    “ I’d doubt that would stop him; he’s the type of man who can’t
keep it in his