I laughed at his joke.
He made me a joke.Tiara's POVBefore today I thought, I have a lot of clothes, so I never bothered about going shopping.But today I feel like my closest is empty.Yeah, I know girls are always short of dresses even if their closest is packed with lots of cloth, but not me.What am I supposed to do now?Most of the time I care less about what I am wearing because I spent most of my time living indoors.But today I am uttering profanity to myself for refusing Celina, to go shopping.Rummaging through my clothes I am looking for something, setting eyes at which I can say, 'that's the one.' but alas till now I am at a dead-end with this search of mine."Hey, T...Woah! Did the storm hit your room." good at least someone is finding my situation humorous.Turning towards her, I pouted and made a weeping face."What happened? " she tried showing concern but the corner of her lips twitched."Here I am in a mess and you are finding my situation humorous. Great." I sat on the bed huffing. And pouted my lips."ok, ok sorry. now tell me what happened." she asked trying to be serious, picking up the clothes I scattered around my room."I don't have anything decent, to were on my first day of the job."Instead of answering she went to my small closest and started looking inside, after a few minutes, she came back with a dress in her hand and no sooner did my eyes land on it, they gleamed.Finally! I sighed.She chose a white T, and black and white checked cigarette pants. The dress was casual but perfect for a nanny.Grinning I took the dress and changed into it, straightening my hair, I tied it in a high pony. Pairing it with a black leather shoe, I applied a little lip balm and bang I was good to go.Turning I gave Celina a satisfied smile." thank you" I said engulfing her in a warm hug."Go go or you will get late and uncle hates delinquency," saying she ushered me towards the door.Write now I feel like dejavu entering through the same gates, I entered on the day of the party. The only difference is I am a hell of a nervous today.And instead of a limo, you came in a cab. My brain reminded me if it matters.Entering the two large iron gates, I was stopped by the security.Is he a president? I thought rolling my eyes." You can go." said the security.Nodding I entered. Reaching the wooden doors of the mansion, I knocked it twice and soon enough a man in butler's cloth opened the doors." the babysitter? " he asked gauging me up and down.I nodded after which he let me enter. Following him, we entered a beautiful living room. The black marble floor, the grey couches and the beautiful paintings on the walls of the living room made it look extraordinary.I was in awe of the place. Taking a seat on one of the couches, I bounced a little. Feeling a little giddy by its bounciness."You wait here. Sir will be there with you in a few minutes." saying the mid-age butler left me alone.Sir that means I will be meeting Stefano.The thought was enough for my nerves to turn frenzy.Biting my lips, I started taking a deep breath."Please God please, don't let me mess up anything." I started praying with my middle finger and fingers crossed. A thing I do whenever I am about to lie or pray for something to go well.Soon enough I heard footsteps approaching me, closing my eyes tightly I took a last deep breath and stood to greet him.But no sooner did I face him than my brows got hunkered due to confusion.Standing in front was no Stefano but a man younger than him, seeing clearly I can say they both are related same eyes, and hair only difference is;Stefano is more built and.....'And he is sexy, with his beards, he is gorgeous and I want to jump his bones.' my inner self happily said." Who are you? " I blurted, even before I can think."Luciano Valentino." he started in the same curt way Stefano does"father of the child you are going to babysit. So shall we begin?" he asked.But my mind registered only one sentence.'He is the father of the baby .'I don't know for some reason I felt pleased. The knowledge that I am not babysitting Stefano's kid was like a reliever to me.I was lost in my thoughts when a throat clear demanded my attention " Shall we?" Valentino 2 asked me, raising a brow.And for the next half an hour we talked about his kid whose name I came to know is Lucas. He is 5 years old. We talked about his schedule, his likes dislikes, allergies and all other things.Mr Valentino 2 then asked me about myself but quite vaguely, maybe because Celina had already given him most of the updates."Well, Ms Williams I am quite pleased with whatever I came to know about you, but I am not the one who will be hiring you. Your job will be confirmed by my brother Stefano, Brent will take you to him," saying Luciano stood to leave. But then he turned and for the first time, he showed some emotion " I have a feeling you will be hired. So see you later." saying he left.I don't if it was only me but I felt as if his eyes. held a lot of pain. The pain he had bottled up inside him.I kept starting his retreating figure, when abruptly Brent the butler blocked my view." Let's go, Miss. Boss is waiting."Leaving me in front of dark brown doors on the second floor, Brent left. And for a change with an encouraging smile.Now once again I am veiled with anxiety.To be honest I don't want to face him, especially after the night of rain.' It's ok Tiara it's just an interview.' finally, after a little pep talk, I knocked twice on the two dark brown wooden doors and waited for the person inside to let me in.But no reply came, I knocked again. Still no reply.Sighing I decided to peek inside, opening the door slightly, when I looked inside it was empty.So I entered more and just as I entered " What are you doing?" a strong voice boomed scaring me enough, that I lost my balance and tumbled to the floor."Ouch!" I cried due to the pain."And now a baby is going to babysit. What an irony." Mr Valentino mock taunted me.And believe me, for the first time I didn't notice how good he is looking in his checked 3-piece suit, nor noticed how today he had tied his long hair into a half bun and how his five o clock is set perfectly.I did not notice at all and neither did my heart flutter at his sight.In fact, as always he again put me in a defensive mood. Especially after his not-so-smart comment.I am angry looking at him scowlingly."Well at least a few people, know their age. Wise old man" I replied sassily. Standing from my place on the floor.If he thinks he can mock.ThenSurprise, surprise You are dealing with Tiara Williams Mr Stefano Valentino.*************************************************Hey, guys here is another chapter of savour.Tell me how much you liked it.And what are your feeling about this chapter?And please guys don't forget to give comments and share.Love you guys.😁😁😁😁Tiara's POV"So you say I am old?" he inquired raising a brow. His eyes were serious, but there was a hint of some emotion, mischief. I guess."Yes," I answered. Not so confident now.But damn me if I show that on my face."Hmmm..." humming he started closing on me, scared I started backing. His one step forward my one back. The intensity in his eyes was doing something in my stomach, it started to tickle, I am having this fluffy feeling inside.We kept doing that until my back touched the wall. We are close. Close enough for my breathing to fasten, enough to increase the pace of my heartbeat.And close enough for me to breathe his air.His feet were touching mine, caging me in-between, by putting both his hands on both sides of my head.He moved closer. Our lips almost touched. My eyes automatically flickered to his plump lips."Old. Huh? Well you know old people have the best experience of giving....pain and pleasure." he whispered the last part huskily in my ear. Sending a shive
Tiara's POV "Will you stop now," I whined huffing?But Celina kept laughing as if she is watching some funny TV show."It's not funny." I groaned loudly getting irritated by her none stop laugh.But she kept laughing, rolling on my bed. Her hands clutching her stomach, eyes closed and I can see tears at the corner of her eyes.For god's sake!!!!!Irritated I picked up the pillow and smashed it on her head."Ok .ok.ok. I won't laugh." she lied as the amusement is still visible in her eyes. Her lips are twitching to let go of the laughter she is resisting."I made a mistake. I should have never told you." I said annoyed.My brows knitted due to irritation and my lips formed a pout."What? that you need to get laid. Seriously, you're I need to get laid's definition is watching 50 shades and reading a few erotic novels. That my dear is not getting laid." she said pointedly. Still amused at my situation."Fine so what. It's not a big deal."/I said laying flat on my stomach and digging my
Tiara's POV"I said leave my hand, Mr. Valentino." I snapped once again. But it is as if I am talking to some wall, with no reaction.Believe me, it's taking all of my courage to protest against Stefano Valentino. The look he gave to the blondie, even scared me to death. And my dear Celina just had to disappear when I needed her the most, to control her raging Uncle.Believe me, seeing him made me all me as if I have no alcohol left in my system.Sometimes I really feel like cursing my luck. Out of all people he had to bump. Why god? Why? No sooner did the blondie see Stefano, than all color drained from him, he ran faster than an Olympic runner leaving me alone in front of the beast to die. And no sooner did the blondie 'flee', than Stefano started dragging me through this long hallway, which is on the second floor of the club.On either side of the hallway, there is room. And the whole hallway is lighted red.A color complimenting both my and Mr.Valentino's emotion, for him it s
Tiara's POVMessy hair, bare feet, and a sleepy face, I am standing in front of well-dressed Stefano Valentino, sitting poshly on his office chair, the same office I was interviewed for. Looking at the watch hung just above his chair, on the wall, I found it was only 5 a.m.I don't know what I am doing here in his office instead of sleeping. But who am I to ask questions to the great Stefano Valentino.And to be honest, I don't even want to ask him any questions. With him, my brain worlds differently, it's as if, I just want to obey. There is this need to impress him. And this thing scares me as I want never someone who did things to look good in front of someone. I am a bit shivering, and no this time it's not because Stefano is blatantly checking me put with his intense gaze, no not at all. Lier. My inner self mocked.It's the chill morning winds invading his office from the open window of his office. How lucky is Celina, at least she was not ordered to follow a devil, a sexy d
Flashback I kept my eyes shut. To be honest, I didn't intend to say that but that has been my problem since childhood, I would blurt out things that are supposed to be my secret.Right in this situation, I want nothing more than the ground to open and swallow me. Oh how I wish life had some undo button, then I would have definitely rectified this mistake.I can't fathom what must Stefano think of me. I am sure, right now he must be thinking that I am such a shameless girl, who is boldly confessing that I want him, not even considering that he is my sister-in-law's uncle and double my age.Damn Tiara!! I am angry at myself.I had so many awful things to say to myself but all my inner battle ceased, the moment I felt a warm skin contact on my forehead, a kiss. Slowly opening, my eyes were met by the beautiful raven ones but this time they were not dark, they were soft. They were filled with emotions. I felt a thousand butterflies flapping their wings in my stomach. Since my parent's
Tiara's POV It's been an hour since we came to the party and an hour since Lucas informed me that Stefano is back but as the time is passing, I am coming close to believing that Lucas must have got the wrong information. He said he heard his dad talking to someone on the phone that Stefano will be attending today's party. But seeing that the party is in full swing people gossip, dance, and enjoy themselves. I don't think Stefano will come. My excitement and the butterflies that swarmed my stomach after Lucas's info are dying. Hence to self-pity myself I gave a glance across the party hall, I found everyone busy. And then my eyes landed on Lucas who was sitting on one of the tables with a pout. Concerned I went to him and took a seat beside him. "Hey! What happened? " I asked grabbing his attention. "Nothing. " Sadness dripping from his voice. "Lucas, you know, friends don't lie right ?" I asked raising one of my brows. Lucas sighed and then he looked at me with a sad face " I
Tiara's POVHands sweating, heart thumping erratically, breathing labored. In short, I was a nervous mess.Just a whisper and here I am melting and freezing at the same time. I want to turn and look at him. It's been 2 months and not even a glimpse and now when he is standing just behind me, I am unable to find the courage to turn and look into his eyes.What if he had grown taller?Had he grown his beards? Oh, God! What the hell am I thinking. Stupid stupid Tiara, turn and see for yourself, duffer. What if he thinks you are being rude. Admonished my inner self.But I remain frozen until two strong arms wound around me. My stomach busted with butterflies, my breath hitching. I closed my eyes. Savoring the warmth of his body, touching mine. Slowly Stefano turned me around but I kept my eyes closed.I don't know how much time passed maybe seconds, minutes, I don't know but not being able to take it anymore I finally opened my eyes. And no sooner I did do that than I felt as if I am b
Tiara's POV I am happy.Scratch that I am on cloud fucking nine. Oops! A bad word. But right now I don't care. It's been a long since I felt this ticklish and giddy. So anyway I am so happy today that I feel like the early morning chirping birds, full of melody and enthusiasm. I want to twirl, sway and jump with joy.And it's all due to one person.Stefano Valentino.The only one, who just knows how to play the strings of my emotions. No matter how hard I try. I fail to wipe out the grin and red coating my cheeks.Every moment of his lips moving with mine is playing like a record in my mind and that too is on repeat mode. Again and again.My cheeks are aching and exhausted from this much smiling. I don't even remember, when was the last time, I felt so delighted. But with Stefano, the mere mention of his name is enough to lift my mood. Though not much happened after my submission, as we were disturbed by one of his men, as he was needed at the party. So Stefano had to leave, bu