91 - PAYBACK'S A BITCH

ARIA’S POV

“It didn’t mean anything Aria – I swear” Kyle was saying to me but I was barely looking at him even though I allowed his words to diffuse through me – instead of sadness or any sort of mushy emotions I was seething with anger.

“I was drunk – lost – confused and I was grieving – and I – I – I just needed someone to talk to”

“You could’ve talked to me!” I yelled at him “I was right there – begging you to talk to me, begging you to see me but you got into your car and went to fuck my best friend”

“No it’s not – it’s not like that. It wasn’t that easy, I didn’t want to hurt you anymore and – ”

I scoffed this time, interrupting his words “That’s all you ever do Kyle – hurt me and hurt me over and over again”

“You were not supposed to find out this way Aria” Kyle said with a sullen expression. His face was drawn with guilt and I could see his eyes sag with exhaustion.

“It doesn’t change the fact that it happened” I said back “You slept with her, you fucked her while I was grieving our child”

“Aria – ”

I shook my head, hardening my gaze “Is there anything else I should know, anything else you’re hiding from me?”

I almost missed the panicked look that flashed across his eyes because it disappeared just as quickly as it appeared and now I was faced with his somber look riddled with guilt but still he didn’t say anything to me.

“Now’s the chance Kyle” I repeated because I knew there was something else, his body language, his eyes – everything seemed guilt and I was dying to know what else he was hiding from me so I could feel it all at once instead of sharing the hurt over an expanse of time but Kyle remained silent still and I scoffed.

“Fine then, why don’t you go back inside – your date is waiting for you” I said turning to leave and head back into the restaurant but Kyle held me back but at the same time someone else intruded, suddenly feeling a dark presence hover over me and almost stepping between myself and Kyle but instead, he placed his hands lightly on my waist and pulling me closer to him so that my back hit his torso. I turned my head lightly to find Matteo looking down at me and then shooting a poisonous glare at Kyle who now seemed confused – well I couldn’t blame him.

“Who are you?” Kyle was the fist to speak, his eyes moving from Dante’s hands seamlessly placed on my waist to his face

“I should be asking you that” Matteo pointed back and I groaned, they weren’t going to start fighting now, were they? Trying to prove to the other that the other was more dangerous. In all honesty, if they were to actually get into a fight I think Matteo would win hands down judging from the fact he looked more dangerous and was actually more dangerous, Kyle was a pretty decent fighter but he wouldn’t be a match for Matteo.

Matteo looked at me now and asked “Is he bothering you?”

“What do you care?” I pushed away from him with an eyeroll and walked away from the both of them. If they were going to fight, I didn’t want to be a witness to it. After all, this was all Matteo’s fault, if he had never given me the extra shift, I wouldn’t have any reason to run into Kyle.
I walked into the restaurant using the back door that led into the store room that led straight into the kitchen but before I stepped in Matteo was fast on my heel and grabbing my hands harshly.

“What did I tell you about turning your back on me” he growled, I could see the frustration rise in his eyes and I felt like he was doing too much plus I wasn’t in the mood for his theatrics.

“I need to get back to work, you punished me remember?”

He groan was guttural and deep like I was deeply frustrating and he wanted nothing but to lay me across his lap and spank me silly, that was the way he looked at me with his dark eyes. His jaw ticking and I could feel his shoulder muscle tense from where I stood opposite him.

“Is that him?” Matteo gave out a sigh and from the corner of my eyes I could see Kyle still watching us, I couldn’t fully decipher the look on his face but I could feel his angry stance, his heavy breathing and his hands curling to form a tight fist.

I nodded to Matteo’s question but I didn’t say anything else, I only looked at him the same way he looked at me. But the only thing I could think about was how much I needed to hurt Kyle, how much I needed him to feel half of what he made me feel. I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine even though it would only be a smaller dose compared he dished out to me and Dante seemed to read my mind. I could tell from the smirk that crept up his lips and igniting the darkness that flanked him which was quite an irony because darkness couldn’t be ignited – it only ever remained dark and darker until there was nothing else to see

“Kiss me” I said and Matteo smiled, this was what he wanted and we might as well help each other out.

“I want you to kiss me like I was the last woman on earth with a thousand men and I could only choose one from a kiss, I want you to kiss me like your life depended on it” I said before I turned briefly to shoot Kyle a glance “And I want to see his face while he watches.

“Say no more” Matteo smiled before whipping me around and crashing his lips into mine – satisfaction filled my belly when I saw Kyle’s eyes widen but not for long because I closed my eyes and I allowed myself to sink deeper into Matteo’s arms