Chapter 27. Our Mother

CALIX

I can see she is thinking, and she seems to be struggling to find an answer to my question, and I can't blame her. She isn't used to being asked how she feels or why. I need to remember that, but asking her is a good thing. 

She needs to get used to this.

"Honestly, I don't know. Part of me is worried for Marcello, he apologised, he shouldn't have, I tried talking to him, but I sensed he wanted me away so I left." 

I nod, I spoke to Marcello, so I know his worry.

"Look, Marcello is just worried. You said you would probably beg if you weren't under contract. Yet there's no way to be sure. He's not so worried about what he did, more he lost control, if we hadn't walked in, he more than likely would have fucked you. Or something else, then he would feel guilty."

She laughs slightly.

"Why though? You keep telling me I'm not here for that, which is great, but if he wanted it and me, what's the issue?" There isn't an issue.

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