Alessandra hurried into the hotel dodging every camera she could. But she knew she couldn't hide from them all. She didn't know the hotel well enough.

She knew Emiliano was tracking her. Her phone had alerted her as soon as he sent people to look for her but he wouldn't find her.

As soon as she got into her room and placed her new clothes and suite case on her bed she got her phone and dialed Emiliano's number.

It rang for a few seconds before he picked up.

"Speak". He said gruffily not sounding like his usual self.

"Emiliano. It's Alessandra". She said waiting for his reaction. There was a pause as neither of them spoke only the sound of his breathing was heard through the phone, she quickly switched to video call jsut so he cod see it was actually her.

"Alessandra. Baby, please come home. I know about the messages now. I know it was Olivia I killed her I pro-" he said in a rush but Alessandra cut him off.

"King. It wasn't Olivia who tried to kill me. I'm not sure who it was yet, but that bomb was military grade. Olivia's family would never have been able to get something so powerful and still break into my father's mansion to plant it. Think about it. Whoever tried to kill me are professionals, mafia level skill. So I'm gonna aks you once.
Emiliano. Who is your biggest enemy right now? Who are you currently fighting? " she asked him sitting on the bed.

Emiliano thought about it, the fact that Olivia didn't even leave the house. She didn't make any calls and she doesn't have the power or the family status to gain an explosive like that. Emiliano new it wasn't her. But she did send those messages.and for that she would have to pay.

"Angelo Rodriguez." it was the first name that came to mind, after the threat he received from him just 2 weeks ago, a few days before he sent Alessandra packing. But Emiliano new Angelo wasn't the one behind everything, he had a suspicion that Olivia was working for him but that was as far as it went. That's how Angelo new about Alessandra. That's why Olivia suddenly came back from her mission to spy on him. It was all part of Angelo's plan.

But Angelo wasn't very powerful, and he also wasn't capable of planting an explosive Sullivan Rousso's house, not with how heavily guarded it is.

But Emiliano was officially one step ahead. That's wasn't what was bothering him though. His face became a sad pout as he switched to vidoe call. It didn't take long got Alessandra's face to come on screen making Emiliano want to scream from happiness.

"Alessandra, my love. When are you going to come home? I miss you so much." Emiliano whined wanting nothing more than to cuddle into her warm body and hold through the night.

"You kicked me out. Why should I return?" she said angrily. "As far as your concerned I could hide from you for the rest of my life." her glare was cold and unforgiving as Emiliano looked down.

He didn't want to show her how close he was to finding her and his child. He didn't want to her to know that he was going to be in her room tomorrow morning crawling into her bed and holding her as they slept.

Emiliano's dick perked at the idea of his holding his Babygirl. Even if she was already pregnant, Emilaino would pretend she wasn't just to fuck another baby into her. The thought alone made his dick hard.

"Emilaino. What are you doing?" Alessandra questioned as he tilted his head back with a groan.

"Fuck baby, I'm so fucking hard for you right now" Emilaino said as palmed himself through his slacks.

Alessandra felt herself go red as she watched him pull out his dick and began to stoke himself while looking at her.

"Play with yourself" he ordered her. Alessandra blushed bright red before she set the camera down and pulled of her top off. He was already so close. Her breasts came onto the screen as she set the camera on the table and sat back onto the bed. She was wearing nothing but her underwear. She turned around giving Emiliano the view of her ass as she purposefully crawled onto the bed with her ass in the air waiting for him to pound into her.

She dragged her underwear down over her hips and Emilaino couldn't contain himself anymore as he came against his stomach. Alessadra watched every detail as she ran a finger through her slit, making her core clench.

She had never touched herself like this before, but shes been doing a lot of things she would never have done before whenever Emiliano was involved.

The thought of him being here in between her legs made the core clench with need. She needed him. But of course, she would never tell him that. Nor would she ever tell him that she loved him ever again, not after what happened the last time.

The thought of what he said to her put a damper on her spirits as she looked at him through her phone.

He was watching her with her a weird look in his eyes. They were so soft and so tender.
Alessandra gulped before looking away to get her night gown. She slid it down her body before walking back inot the camera.

"This was fun, Emiliano. But I'm tired now" she said softly "Goodnight".
But before she could end the call Emiliano interrupted her.

"Wait, Alessandra. What's wrong?" he asked his voice thick with worry and a hint of fear.

Alessandra could feel a ball forming in her throat from unshed tears as she thought abco to the day she stormed out if his estate. She felt so hurt, so betrayed. And she still felt that way now.

"I'm just... Tired" she murmured rubbing her hands over her face.

Emiliano didn't know why she was suddenly so upset, but he knew it was something he had done.

But he didn't know what. He didn't want to end the call knowing she was upset with him, but he didn't know what else to do.

"Alessandra. I love you. Just remember that. Goodnight" he said with a sigh before he put the phone down. It was for the best this way. He would see her tomorrow morning, he would be able to hold her in his arms. He just had to be patient.