“You are sad. Both of you. What’s going on?” I settled in my chair by the fireplace, and they sauntered over to me, drinks in hand.
“Women,” Alessio muttered.
I raised my brows at that. “You both have women now?”
“I have no woman. I made the mistake of fucking a woman who had feelings for me. It’s put a bit of a damper on my Saturday nights now because I have to find a new woman to fuck,” Alessio said before taking a drink.
“You’re a liar. You feel for her,” I said knowingly.
He sighed and scrubbed his hand down his face. “I don’t know what I feel. I’m confused.”
“Who is she?” I asked.
He blew out a breath. “I would rather pull a Klaus and not say.”
I sighed and looked to Klaus. “Same thing? Confused about your feelings?”
He muttered to go fuck myself, which meant yes.
“OK. Since we are on the subject of women who are ruining our day, Bianca kissed me,” I said.
Both Alessio and Klaus gaped at me.
“Brother,” Klaus started.
I held up my hand to stop his upcoming lecture. “I know she’s playing a game with me. And you know I play right back. It means nothing.”
“Then perhaps tell Alessandro.” Alessio trained his dark eyes on me. “If it doesn’t mean anything or matter, perhaps Alessandro would like to know what his future wife is up to.”
I scowled at him. “I am not telling him. He has enough on his plate. He doesn’t need to deal with her scheming.”
“You’re perceptive, Teo. You always have been,” Klaus said. “I think it’s helped you succeed in life, much how Sylar has been able to get to his position in life. But you must admit to yourself that you care about the girl.”
“I will when you admit you care about yours,” I countered.
He sighed. “I do not know what I feel, so it’s different. You do, or you wouldn’t be visiting her at night when Alessandro is gone. You need to be honest with your son. You just got him. Do you want to lose him over a scheming woman? One who would rather gut you than really fuck you?”
I swallowed hard at his words. They weren’t wrong, but something inside me wished they were. Both my brothers had seemingly found love, and there I was, alone. Like always.
That in itself brought confusion because I didn’t even know if I wanted someone.
Well, I did. I wanted my Del back. I wanted her so badly that it was killing me.
I shook the thoughts away.
“It’s too early in the day for such deep conversation.” I reached forward and poured myself a drink from the bottle Klaus had brought over. “Let’s drink to the current calm.”
“Because where there’s calm, there’s always a storm brewing,” Alessio said.
I nodded. He wasn’t wrong. I just hoped we were ready when it hit.
I stoodoutside Bianca’s door again that night. I’d drank too much after Alessio and Klaus left me. I thought they might sleepat the estate, but they both seemed like they had a lot on their minds and wanted to be alone.
I exhaled and rubbed my eyes. The kiss I’d shared with Bianca kept popping into my head at random times. I tried to push it away, but it kept returning.
Klaus was right. She was a scheming woman, but there was a reason Sylar told me to bring her here. While he hadn’t told me what that reason was yet, I held out hope it would make sense soon. Everything I’d done lately was because Sylar willed it so.
I closed my eyes and took another deep breath. I wanted one night where I wasn’t Matteo De Santis. Where I could be free from this life. All I could find as an escape was death, and no one had been good enough to accomplish it yet.
