AURELIA'S POV:
Alessandro picks me up as though I weigh nothing. He puts me on his shoulder, I can't help but gasp in surprise. "Put me down!" I scream at him, not surprised when he says nothing in response.
I start wiggling desperately, scared for my life. Alessandro allows me to drop to the ground, but when I get up to flee, he drags me back to him, his arm a steel band around my midriff.
It's not long before I realize where Alessandro is taking me to. He pushes open the door to his room, and my eyes meet the barely familiar decor of his room.
I wish I could say otherwise, but the decor and theme of the room is as dark if not darker than his soul. I don't waste any time by admiring the room, the moment Alessandro sets me free, I hurry away from him.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I ask in an enraged tone, wondering what demon has possessed the man I call husband.
