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Chapter 122: Your Fingers Are Magic

Chapter 122: Your Fingers Are Magic Angelia

"My father denied my existence, I was just a bastard son. No, I am just one of his consequences." Riccardo continued. "He left first before I was even born and then left my mother. One day, she took off and ran, leaving me in the care of my grandparents. My mother didn't want a toddler ruining her chance at finding a new man to pay for her glamorous lifestyle. They both left me to fend for myself, I am just grateful I had my grandparents." He lifted his wine glass and took a long sip. He hadn't looked at me since he started telling his story, all the while, I had silently urged him to.

Dov

you remember when Marshall mentioned I helped that restaurant owner start his own business?" He asked, shocking me with the change of the direction of this conversation. Finally, his eyes connected with mine and my breath caught. They held a weight that seemed impossible to bear, I nodded my head in response.

"You see, sometime in his elderly days, my father suddenly reached out. I didn't know what

it.'

changed his mind but he wanted to get to know me. I was already seventeen years old at that time and had just started college. He thought he could buy his way into my life with money but I didn't want it. So instead, I put it aside and later gave it to someone who needed "You gave it to Noah, the owner of the restaurant?" I asked.

"Yes, I did that." He nodded.

"But did this yacht come into the picture?

My father kept trying to get in my good grace, I was spiteful, though. So he was out of luck. I had survived seventeen years without him and I wouldn't allow him to come waltzing in as if he had. the right to do so. For years, he kept trying and for years I shut him out. I wouldn't give him a second chance, I didn't know he had written me into his will after he died and his lawyer

contacted me. Along with one-fourth of his money, I got this boat. He had also written a note, telling me all things I never let him and it was about how much he regretted putting his image over his son. About him and my mother, and what he felt for her even years later. He said he regretted letting us both go and he named this boat with her in mind." 1/5

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"Aurelia?" I asked, remembering the name written on the side of the boat.

nodded.

"Why didn't you." I trailed off, not knowing how to ask the question.

"Why didn't I rename it?" He guessed and I nodded.

"Because.... It reminds me that when I do fall in love, I will treat her with all the care I have and never let her go. It reminds me to never make the same mistake

my father did "

look he gave me laden with meaning and

he had told me about

and crawled up on his lap, resting my cheek against his chest. I hooked my arms around him and gave me a hug. I didn't know which of us needed it the most but my heart broke at his story and I could tell he didn't like to revisit that part of his life. He had been tense and angry when he talked about his parents and

a huge piece, more than enough for the both of us. "Thank you," I said to the retracting man and

silence for a couple of minutes before the scent of chocolate became irresistible. He shifted my post on his lap with little effort so my back was to his front. One of his hands rested on my thigh while the other reached for one of the teaspoons

mouth.

to his relaxed self as if the conversation about his parents never happened. When the plate was empty, we walked back

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you doing?" I asked, looking at him with wide

you give me the pleasure of dancing with you?" He smiled

my heart thump loudly in my chest. Hesitantly, I accepted his hand and he helped me to the

this before." 1 admitted with

dance with someone when I had

high school with some friends but I stayed far away

dance

floor,

1001.

will be fine, just relax and let me lead." He said it against

skin and I shivered in his arms and he guided my hands around his neck while

this isn't so

we started moving gently

a problem. I didn't even step on

are right."

ever hard I when I am with

affection filled me as we moved in sync, my body instinctively followed him. When the third song was over, he grabbed my chin and angled my lips to his own,

"What for?" He asked.

everything, for this night.

evening isn't over yet."

He gave me one

on the couch, I took the heels off and groaned. While I could wear heels without breaking my ankles, they