Not letting the past control me

I panicked under Enzo's hand and he looked at me, I was petrified and nervous. Enzo followed my gaze and his grip on my shoulder tightened. Alantino made his way towards us with an unreadable face. I thought it wouldn't take me much efforts to face him, I thought I have mustered that much courage but somewhere I was wrong and for a second I thought of running away from there. But there was no turning back now, I had to face him, if I had to survive here and most importantly, to seek my revenge. I would only survive in peace, once I'd made sure that none of my adversaries, rest in peace. 

"I suppose you have your hand on my property."

Alantino said with a cold smirk to Enzo and then looked at me and the small hairs on my neck rose. 

"Well, she is no one's property."

Enzo said, pulling me towards him and exerting the more pressure in the word:property.

"You can't stay that close to her, she is my wife."

Alantino stated as he tried to grab my hand but Enzo stopped him midway. 

"It's her decision. She can be with whomsoever she wants."

Enzo made a point. I was glad for it as listening it from the mouth of a mafia man was one of the biggest deal as women are usually not given choices in our world and they are their husband's property, once they are married off. I don't know, if the things Enzo was saying, held any meaning for him or not, maybe he was saying all those things just to make better points before his enemy. But still those words made me respect Enzo all the more. 

He pressed my shoulder gently and I raised my head to meet his gaze, he was giving me a motivating smile and I knew he was telling me, that I was brave enough to face all these, through his glare. 

"Why are you here Alantino?"

Finally I was able to muster the courage but my voice wasn't as confident as I wanted it to be. But I think it would eventually improvise. 

"Obviously to take you back, baby. Come let's go home."

He said, offering his hand. What did he think of himself? Why was he here, had he forgotten our wedding night when he asked some other man to teach me lesson by physically and sexually abusing me? Was it so easy for him to face me, after everything he had done? My heart ached at the sight of the man, I once loved and he was my biggest enemy now. Why did he had to ruin it all when everything was going perfect? I tried to hold myself together because I didn't wanted media or Alantino to encounter my weak point. I bravely tried to keep my confident mask on that clearly told Alantino that I was done giving shit about him. 

"Which home Alantino? The neon nights?"

I snapped but somewhere the words left bitterness in my mouth and the images started flashing in my mind. I pushed them away and focused on how I could insult Alantino more with my words. 

He chuckled but did not say anything and his expressions hardened and he forcefully grabbed my wrist, I protested but I was not powerful enough to fight against his muscular figure. Enzo removed his hand from my shoulder and jerked Alantino's hand away from wrist. The pressure was so powerful that even I felt it on my wrist. 

"Stay away from her."

Enzo warned and his expression was colder than ever. 

"Mind your own fucking business Amato.Since when do you have the rights of speaking in between my family matter?"

Alantino questioned and I felt disgusted at the word family. I wasn't his family, family was something you were ought to protect not to destruct, neither of all to betray in the worst way possible. 

"Enough Alantino, don't you dare call me your family. I have nothing to do with you. The sole purpose of our marriage was to ensure the working truce and I suppose it had broken when I ran away, protecting my pride. And about our relationship, I am only married to you in those bloody certificate. I will apply for divorce soon enough."

I snapped it at his face. I couldn't take his shit anymore, I was tired of the same nuisance again and again. Why did he want me back? To humiliate me further? To complete the incomplete task he had assigned to his bloody soldier? I wouldn't let that happen, ever and now the feeling of destroying him was taking a much bigger shape in me.

"Stop spilling shit. You better come with me on your own or else I'll drag you back with me, which wouldn't be a pleasant sight for the whole Italy who'll be reading newspapers tomorrow."

Alantino said pointing at the paparazzis. They were making me nervous with the continuous sound of their camera shuttering. I swallowed in big gulp but still tried not to lose it. I was just there only a step ahead and I would finally move over Alantino but he wasn't letting me. 

Enzo came in front of me and grabbed Alantino by his shoulder.

"I am warning you the last time. You better leave the place or else the people in Italy would encounter much more miserable news tomorrow."

Enzo said in a voice that made me shiver as well. But Alantino was as hard as a rock, they both weren't any less from each other. If they fought, neither of them would survive the fight, I was pretty sure about that. But I couldn't let that happen now. I had to stop them. 

"Alantino I said it already and I am saying it again, I have no intentions of coming back with you. I am good with Enzo."

The words felt different as they came out of my mouth. It wasn't like I was exactly living in a relationship with Enzo but living under his protection felt way too better than my father's or Alantino's. Even Enzo was shocked at my words but he soon realised I did not had intentions of portraying something different and private through it. 

"They are all watching us and you will lose your image once they will print about the ruckus you created in front of our hotel. I don't think it will be any help to your already screwed up reputation."

Enzo said while pointing at the cameras and the paparazzi. Alantino shoved back Enzo's hand from his collar and gave me and Enzo a death glare and left without saying anything. The incident had shook me so much and I was sure that Alantino hadn't given up yet, he would do anything to get me back now. I needed to learn self defence more than ever. Enzo put his hand on my shoulder again and I felt confident as the paparazzi shoved their mics at me again with the same mixed voice questions. 

"One by one everybody."

Enzo shouted and they all went quiet. 

"Every will ask a question each. Starting from you."

He said pointing at a lady reporter from the Italy's top news channels. 

"You are handling such a vast empire. How hard, do you think, it is gonna be for you?"

She asked and this question was expected by me. But I hadn't expected it to be the first question. 

"I think this will prove every men and stereotypes that women are capable of handling anything whether a small household or such a big entity. I don't doubt myself for the job as it is handed to me by Enzo himself, so it's better that you shouldn't doubt my abilities, too."

I told them and I was confident enough as their expressions were much serious now and Enzo had a smile without any emotion on his face. The lady reporter went quiet and the other guy pointed his mic towards me, 

"Ma'am, the Rexivo oriental was already achieving heights under Enzo Amato, do you think that sudden change of the chairperson would affect it, in positive or negative way?" 

The guy questioned. 

"I am pretty sure I have been assigned to it for some purpose and I could promise you it will never see the downfall because this empire, established is only meant to reach greater heights."

I answered simply and after the session of few more questions, Enzo called it off. And we headed inside the hotel where everyone greeted me with flowers and greeting and finally Enzo took me to my office in the sixteenth floor. It was a simple huge room furnished with couch and a desk with my name tag and a chair behind it. The feeling was so good and I didn't knew how to express it. I went near the desk and the touched the name plate with my name engraved on it with my position. CEO, was what my position was, it made me feel powerful and confident. I was on my way to achieve my name now. I didn't wanted my name to get fame or anything. I just wanted to publicise myself and my work to show my comeback.