I had to sit tight-legged although the morning, because every time I separated my legs, I felt ice cold water dripping down my legs, followed by Antonio’s warm hands. It like I was reliving the night; I had never had anything like that, ever! Antonio really knew what to do and how to do it, it shocked me all the damn time; like where on earth did he learn all that stuff? “Hey, you good?” Melissa peeped into my office to ask.“Yeah, why?” I asked her, as it was weird she was ask
When I ordered my Uber back to Antonio's house, I almost put in my own address, it still felt new to me that I was living with Antonio, I wasn't over it.When I got home, Antonio was in the living room, with a glass of scotch in his hands, only that he was playing with the glass, not particularly drinking from it. Just looking at him sitting there like he owned the whole world, shirtless with his hair down. Fuck!My insides were already tingling and he hadn't even talked yet. I've always felt Antonio looked
ANTONIO's POVI couldn't sleep, not because I didn't want to but because I just couldn't sleep, and it had everything to do with the argument I had with Sewa. I acted like a complete prick and she didn't want to talk to me. I only acted the way I did because I was scared; I was sca
After the stressful day at work, I came back home to find a strange car parked in the mansion. It wasn't any of Antonio's cars for sure and it looked too shabby to be newly bought, so someone was clearly in the house.I didn't think much to it because Antonio always had his hoard of friends in the house from time to time. On getting into the house, I didn't hear the sound of people talking, and Antonio's friends were usually loud as fuck, so it was a little weird to me. I shook the thought of Antonio having a girl over from my head and walked to the kitchen to get water; I was parched.
I woke up as early as I could so I could take my time while preparing for work; that was the biggest lieI told myself. I didn't wake up for that, I woke up early to see and know if Antonio came home last night or not. I just wanted to know if he was sleeping or something so I tiptoed to his room, it was empty. Antonio really has a bad character of behaving wildly when things don't go according to his plans, it was tiring; and as much as I liked him, it was a huge turn off for me. I let out a sigh and
I couldn't sit still at the office; I was all shades of excited because it was the first time in months I was going out for a date. I honestly just wanted to taste the waters to see where it would take me. I've always been an ambassador for making bad decisions that were going to bite me in the ass someday, and no matter how much I thought about it, it felt like I was making a bad decision with Noah and Antonio, but I wouldn't know until I actually try, right?It was finally time to go home and
That night, I went back to an empty house; I don't even think Antonio came back home that night, because I stayed up late to get some work done, I even watched a couple movies, but he wasn't home.I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring wickedly in my ears, that was the punishment I got for being a deep and careless sleeper. I got dressed and had breakfast; somehow I could feel the emptiness in the house, the chef and the housekeeper were in the house, but Antonio wasn't home; I didn't have to check to know, I just knew. Wherever he was, wasn't my business anyway.
It was a Saturday, which meant no work for me, which also meant I had enough time to carry out my revenge on Mr. Prankster. I started off my day by wearing a black booty short and a sports bra downstairs for breakfast, just to rile up Antonio, to let him know that I was right there, within his reach, but he couldn’t lay a finger on me, I was there but he couldn’t touch me however he’d like. My plan worked perfectly fine.The chef, who I’ve never bothered to know the name of, served Antonio his breakfast; and as he grabbed the cup of coffee to drink, I appeared, smiling at him as he spilled the hot beverage on his body. That was just the beginning of m