Looking out the glass window, sitting on the bed with my phone to my ears, talking to my very best childhood sweetheart, Dante. I felt my heart melt with ease.
"Dante, so you missed your first flight?" I murmured, feeling a bit disappointed about my plan."Yeah, Fiorella, not to worry because I've already booked a ticket for the next flight. I'll be there tonight. Ok? Just wait for me," I nodded and hung up.
My dear Dante, how much I've missed you. I felt my heartbeat dance to my happy beat. There is no one except Laura that will believe that I am still a virgin after six years of relationship with Dante. I am just so excited about giving it all up to him Tonight in this same suite, at this same bed he Normally sleeps in the hotel. Today I'll finally have the courage to give myself to him as a welcome-back gift.I smiled, looking at my glowing skin in the mirror with the toning of my pink nightgown that exposes my body, reaching to my thighs.My eye diverted to the wine bottle at the table. "I purposely choose this particular wine to keep me up in the mood. But I still need to wash down my sorrows with it till then.I popped it open and drank right from the bottle. If mom is here, she'll call my act an ill-mannered act, but who cares? I am alone in Dante's hotel room, washing my soul to be defiled by the pleasantries of sin itself."God knows when the sun will rise again," I voiced out, feeling tipsy after shutting down an entire bottle of Italian wine, the neatest and the freshest. I slowly lay down on the bed as the wine mixed with the blood inside my body, finally quenching me fully on the bed.-
He was walking like a lion to the lady at the desk front. All eyes were on him: his big black coated suit, his moonlike ocean blue eyes."Excuse me," his hoarse voice noted. "Suite 206, please,"The desk lady bows to him immediately. He stops at her front. With fright in her, she hurriedly gives out the suite key. "Here you go, room 206,""It seems our boss's charms are even greater than before since he arrived from the states." His two bodyguards gossiped between themselves."Thank you!" He collected the key and then walked away. Immediately he left, the desk lady started to write down on her logbook, then she realized she had messed up her carrier.She gave out the key for suite 207 instead of suite 206 and immediately realized she was doomed for real. She trembled in fear, not knowing if to meet the man or report to the manager of her great mistake that could end her carrier. It's already too late for her, She thought.He opened the door and saw a half-naked lady sleeping on his king-size bed. He exhaled. "Another woman sent to quench my desire, and she even fell asleep waiting for me,"He closed the door, removing his coat and then unknotting his tie when his eyes landed on her panties and bra on the floorHe looks in disgust. "At least, Shawnte could have found someone with better habits," he rolled his eyes."I need to take a warm bath," he exclaimed, walking into the bathroom naked.
A few minutes later, he walks out with a bare body and a pair of boxers as he wipes his hair dry with a towel. He slowly climbs the bed then Fiorella turns, still asleep. He grabbed his arms to comfort her, and then she realized someone was on the bed with her."Dante..." she murmured, looking weak and drunk as hell.
He smiled at her, "so this is how u planned to welcome me? How coquettish of you, my dear," he smirked."My dear Dante..." she called again.He turns her over and flips on top of her. She smells nice and yet drunk. He slowly removed the tiny pieces that covered her chest barely. She struggled to push him away and even bit his chest, but he was too strong for her."You're indeed a wildcat!" He smirks at her drunken state.He kisses her whole and caresses her body, slowly making her give in to his warm and gentle touch.—
Tuesday morning | 8:30 Am|
The landline rings, waking Fiorella up. She sluggishly crawls on the bed to the edge of where the phone is located; she picks it up. "Hello...""Sorry for the disturbance. I am the hotel manager and want to confirm a slight suite mistake. Are you Ms. Evette in Suite 207?""Yes, I am..." she soberly speaks. " is there anything the matter, Sir?"He cleared his throat. "Ahem, not... not Ms, I just wanted to clear something up, but since you are good, I won't disturb you again. Thank you very much. Goodbye, Ms. Evette."She drops the phone. "Strange..." she gasped.She tried to get up, but she felt sour under."What is happening to me? Why do I feel so sour down my CoOchie?" She turns, then her eyes land on a pile of clean, untouched yet banded money and a picture of her and the man she dreams of having mad s*x with.
"This money.... last night...." her eyes wide open as she tries and flashes back to last night's dream.
"In the dream, there seems to be my Dante Sandoval, and we did the deed. Is Dante back? Did he arrive last night? But it's impossible, and he knew nothing about me checking in into his favorite suite."
She grabbed her phone to call, and then she saw a text message from DanteI'm sorry, my lovely Fiorella, I don't think I can be early to see you. The flight I took had an issue, but still, I will be on it tonight, but I won't see you right away. See you tomorrow, my love.Yours trulyDante xHer whole world shattered. "It's not my Dante who I did the deed with last night... oh my God, which is that... who the hell is that useless good-for-nothing man...?" She cringed in fear mixed with anger.She got up and refreshed herself, and she washed the bedspread that was stained with her innocence. She gathered her things and walked out to the counter angrily.
"Miss, who did you check into my room last night? Who the hell checked in?" She yelled angrily at the lady.She flinched. "Ms. Evette, you were the only guest checking into Suite 207 last night. Maybe you've requested special service and forgot about it!"Her eyes open in more anger."What? Special service, you say? What do you mean? I never requested special service!"
The manager was watching behind the stairs from his office. As he watches the mess the Laliah girl he fired yesterday caused. "Manager, what should we do now?" His assistant questions him.He groans in anger. "We have to find a way to quiet this down. I've fired yesterday's counter girl, she mistakenly gave out the Room 207 suite key to Mr. Denaro instead of Room 206, and it's like he slept with her. He must have thought she was a woman Shawnte arranged for him as usual. If Mr. Denaro knows about this and pulls back the fund, we'll be screwed for sure."A few minutes later, Fiorella walks out with tears in her eyes. Her phone rings, she slowly picks up, and it is Dante.She cleared her throat. "Hello, Dante...""Where are you? I just got off the plane. Wait for me; I will have the driver pick you up..." his voice alone sends a pile of guilt to her heart."Dante..." she slowly calls out, holding in her tears."Fiorella? What is it? Are you okay? Where are you?"
She fakes a smile."No...No, I am good; they are too many people out there now; let us meet at the blossom tree at your home, near the pool, remember?"
"Yeah...yeah," he sounded excited. "That was our favorite spot; how would I forget that place? So we are meeting there; I miss you, Fiorella..."The word... I miss you. It sends a bag of shame to my ego.
"I... I miss you too, Dante!" She burst out the tears she had been trying to hold in her.Dante giggles on the phone. " you're still so naive and stupid; why are you still that silly girl I have always known? We'll see each other soon, okay? I didn't die. I said we see each other, so don't cry. I love you, my beautiful damsel." He hangs up."Dante..." the name came out in a tiny whisper as tears took over the show.-Mr. Lorenzo Ricci is a fifty-year-old healthy man. He has been working for the Mancini all his life, and he cherishes Dante so much as if he's his son. He's the driver who carries Dante around. He turns to look at Dante."Young Master Mancini, you've been away for so long. Fiorella must have grown to be even more beautiful!" He smiles, the type that reflects on his wrinkled face."She has always been pretty since childhood. I've been gone for five years, and I miss her now." Dante turns to Ricci with an easy face."Uncle Ricci, please drive faster." He sneered."Mamma?" I called with a sad face, looking at my mom, who I had just gained her attention from working on dying clothes she sells."Fiore," She called with wide eyes. "Didn't you went to pick Dante? Why didn't you come back home last night?" She furrows her eyes at me"No matter the issue you had, I've told you before, despite you being engaged, you're still a girl you need to respect and adore yourself,""Mamma, nothing happened between Dante and me," I manage to voice out."Good. You know that the Mancini family is powerful. We can't be compared to them. We should not do anything that will let them look down on us," She stared beautifully at me."Mamma?" I called, looking away from her eyes."Yes, Mia Cara," She responded."Do I have to get married to Dante?"With wide, shocked eyes, she looks at me. "Don't you like him a lot? Don't you love him anymore? When you were both little, you used to follow him around," She explained."But, Mamma, I...I just rounded up my Ph.D. degree. I wa
One Month laterFiorella's pov"My lady, are you okay with this dress? It seems so tight!" The lady that was dressing me up noticed."It's tight," I manage to breathe out."How can that be? I had this dress made for you." Dante sneered.I probed my mouth like a child. "Can it be that I've gained so much weight? Over the past months?" Dante giggles."Fiore, I'll be playing basketball with my friends from New York; one of them is Italian but grew up in New York. Let's go together,""Yes, Dante. But who are these companions?" I asked, looking puzzled at Dante because he has never mentioned anything about any friend from American that is also an Italian. "He was my senior back in New York. He's a legendary business mentor. I didn't tell him the exact time, though, but I decided to take you here early. This is my father's basketball courtroom," Dante smiled."You should have allowed me to stay home a bit more; I'm so tired and hungry too," I pout my lips."You're hungry?" he looks shock
SIX YEARS LATER"What?" Laura Tosseli yelled in shock as she slowly dropped her glass of wine. She looks deeply into Fiorella's eyes. With her brown hair in a ponytail and her clean navy blue guarded suit, she looks across the table at her best friend. "Twin baby? A boy and a girl? How the fuck did it happen?"Laura Tosseli continues. "Is that true? So you just broke up with Dante like this? And live for six years. Just you and the two babies?" She looks disturbed.Fiorella Evette looks sad at her lasagna noodles. "Yes, it's incredible to think of it." She smiles, "I've survived six years. Such a long time,"Laura looks at her best friend in pity. "You will never know. It's like yesterday when my brother and I grew up together..." She sniffs. "Who would know that you're now a mother? All still curves up, your slim wide hips,"Fiorella giggles at Laura. "Common, Aura, I have no choice. I have two children to raise, and all are scheduled up. I am doing three works right now." She sniffs
The building is so massive. I walked past the securities because of my credentials and my ID card; they allowed me in. After passing the first entrance, I stop at the second entrance seeing a lot of guards, not just plain ugly guards but acceptable, sexy, and masculine kinds like the ones from Mafia movies.I halt as they turn to me with disgusting eyes—I'm not that ugly, you know. I turn my four eyes away from them. Finally, I halt at the main entrance about to open the door, which instantly did with full force but accidentally pumped into a colossal figure. I stopped as my ass found itself on the cold tile floor. I wince in pain.I hurriedly pick up my credentials that are now flying over the entrance floor. The idiot didn't even bother to help, and it's his fucking fault. My eyes landed on his arm to see that he had a massive rose, dark inked tattoo on the back of his palm. My eyes grew wide as I continued to stare, but he was putting on a black body-hugged suit that showed the tin
Unedited Fiorella's POVI pray he inclines toward the orange juice because his fiancee said so herself this morning. I exhaled, carried the glass of juice, and knocked on his door. "Boss, your juice is ready!" I said vibrantly with a nourished smile on my face as I slowly dropped the glass on his drink shelf beside him. He was busy typing on his laptop. Immediately I got closer to him; his unique fragrance purely slapped me. He smells divine—God lord, how can a man scent so fine?I shook my head, shaking away the erotica thought that was about to take place in my motherly brain. He's taken, after all, and I've been single for five-six year's but the last time I was intimate was four years ago. It sucks being alone."I don't drink just any kind of juice!" He savagely said. "Bring Avocado juice!"I turn cold instantly; his voice holds no emotion. His gaze holds the truth of endless wrath. It's as if I'm the reason for all the problems in this world. I cringed. "I'm so sorry, Boss.
Fiorella's POV "He's a maniac!" I mutter still in disbelief about what happened. I touched my lips and swallowed hard. It was nice kissing though , his lips tasted good, I didn't realise when I licked my lips. 'What are you thinking, Fiorella, don't give in to temptation,' I said to myself and took a deep breath. I walked to my desk, I put my glasses back on and started processing the termination contract. It isn't easy but I'm really doing well. "If he thinks I will disgrace myself or he will have a chance to make fun of me then he is mistaken." I said with a smirk. I continued typing on the computer, I started dozing off slowly when the door suddenly flung, I was expecting to see my boss, but I was stunned to see a beautiful lady walk in. She looks beautiful, she has a model-like shape, she's wearing expensive clothes but I can't figure out where I've seen her. "Please who are you?" I couldn't help asking. She faced me with a puzzled face, that face suddenly filled with dis
Tito's POVAfter leaving the office to get some fresh air, I felt suffocated with that insane woman. She's really testing my patience, if she thinks she can dare me, then she's completely wrong, I'm looking for an opportunity to sack her or even f**k her too. I wandered back to the office after staying a while walking around the company. I used the opportunity to give instructions to boys in my clan, they have to do something before I get there. Reaching my office, I pushed the door open and walked in, I turn to see my secretary sleeping on duty. "What the h*ck is wrong with this hag?!" I yelled with a growl. I exhaled in order to control my anger, I pocketed my phone and frowned heavily. I hate it when my workers are slothful, when they are lazy like there is nothing to do and I end up wasting my money by paying them a salary."You must be kidding me!" I shook my head and walked to my table, I grabbed the cup of coffee on it. Without wasting any time, I walked briskly to her si
Fiorella's POVI could feel my heart racing, I was so anxious and nervous when his lips got closer to my face. His sexy honey eyes are scary to look into, only his voice could make one bawl out of fear, but I finally turned and was stunned when his lips slammed in mine, this isn't the first kiss today but it seemed different, it was wild. He broke this kiss when the door opened, I faced the door to see his fiancee, my nightmare really came through. She came in yelling and even attacked me but I smartly moved away as she tried slapping me. I looked to see on whose face that heavy slap landed and it was on my Boss's face. I gasped and raised my glasses, I couldn't see clearly so I put them back on . I was shocked when it happened. "Dio mio!" Gwendolyn repeated, her hand was visibly shaking. Her face turned pale and a bit whiter than before. "I'm...sorry," She stuttered and put her itchy hand behind her back. I felt like bursting into laughter watching the scene. It seems like the