Chapter 117 Talk And Tell

• ELENA'S POV:
• Our eyes locked for what seemed like eternity and I wanted to walk up to him and ask so many questions but I resisted the urge. He didn't seem to have any remorse for me by the way. He seemed proud of getting rid of me because he had the chance to protect the mafia protocols. He wasn't ready to give anything up to be with me. I'd rather kill me than lose his title. I looked away. I didn't know this man. The Antonio I knew was dead. That man would never kill me. He showed me love even when he didn't mean to. He was careful when it came to me and very possessive and protective of me.
• This man was nothing like him. I looked up at Derek and tugged on his shirt. He looked down at me with curiosity and a look I couldn't quite distinguish. There was a way Derek looked at me that I couldn't tell what was. Like a kind of attraction...a look I never received from Antonio. But then he read the look in my eyes and knew exactly what to do. He stroked my hair, not caring who was staring at us. Then he took my hand and pulled me towards one of the corridors so we could discuss. I could tell that it was taking everything in Antonio not to walk up to us right now. I didn't even want to think about him at the moment. But it was difficult. Derek and I stopped behind a pillar that hid us from the ballroom.