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Alessandro's POV
"What if I was naked?" Amelia rolled her eyes at me as I entered her room without knocking. I chuckled, resting my back on the wall as my eyes roamed her body.
She only had a small towel wrapped around her chest and it only stopped above her knees.
"Why do you keep staring at me? Is that a way to apologise after barging into my room?" Amelia tightened her fists, wrapping her arms around her body protectively.
I walked closer to her I small steps, my eyes fixed on her nipples which poked out through her towel.
I stopped in front of her, folding my arms.
"What are you doing? Are you going to keep standing there and strip me naked with your eyes?" She snapped, "why are you standing still like a zombie?"
I yanked her arms way from her chest, wrapping my arms around her waist. I moved my hand up her breast, stopping to squeeze her boobs.
"I can even see your nipples even when the towel has a thick material." I raised her chin to make her meet my gaze. "I assume you always get horny whenever you see me, don't you?"
Her eyes held a bit of fear but were soon replaced with a defiant stare. "I only think you're wrong, Mr Alessandro DeMarco." That soft…. fucking voice!
"It's normal for my nipples to poke since I just finished bathing. The water was warm and my body is just reacting, do you not know anything?" That audacity!
I'll be calm on her today I don't have to be a monster everyday.
Don't snap, Alessandro. Don't yell. Treat her like a queen.
"Well, I've never heard of that. There's only morning wood for men, what's this new thing you're talking about? Nipples getting hard after bath? It's funny." I chuckled, crossing my legs as I sat.
Amelia sighed and I could see her knuckles then white. But beneath her Facade, I could see that she wanted me to stay with her longer.
"Can you please leave, I want to dress up." She asked and I shook my head.
"No, I want to watch you dress up, is anything wrong with that?" My lips rose up in a sneer and she bit her bottom lip, her hard glare on me.
I should've been melting by now, her glare is damn burning. Instead, I was loving every bit of her sassy attitude.
It's interesting to see this side of her. And... it's cute.
"Alessandro, do you intentionally plan to annoy me this morning? I can't touch myself and now I can't even have my own privacy. What the h-."
"Leave! Please ." She clasped her palms together and when I smirked, she looked away from me.
Nice one. All I want was her to be more affected by me.
"Amelia...my lovely amoretto." I licked my lips, brushing my hair backwards. "Why are you so angry this morning? Are you on your period or something?" I arched my brows.
"You want something from me, isn't it?" Amelia asked without looking at me. "Is it sex?"
"Yes." I answered immediately and she chuckled.
"I knew it. Because why else would you come to me if it isn't because of that?"
"Come lie with me." I tapped the space beside me and I frowned when she shook her head.
"I'm not doing that, please leave now when I'm being nice." She turned her back at me.
I stood up, turning her around to face me. "Don't be so hard on me, I was only joking. I don't want sex, I only want your attention."
I don't know why I'm being blunt and saying what was really going on in my mind.
"Are you serious? You want my attention and n..not sex?"
Shit! Sex, sex, sex. The way she mentioned it carelessly like it was nothing was driving me crazy.
"Dress up now, I'll meet you later." I kissed her forehead and walked out of the room when my phone rang.
"What's up, Gianni? Any news?"
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Amelia's POV
Alessandro doesn't want sex? Gosh, that's new. Maybe he was only lying, was he?
A look of disappointment flashed through my face as he left the room. I really wanted him to stay longer. Especially now when he was acting all different and soft.
I loved this side of him. I just hoped he doesn't change.
I dressed up and waited patiently for Alessandro to come back as he promised but he didn't. Hell, I can't believe I actually thought he'd keep his promise?
Alessandro has never been a gentleman.
"Where's master DeMarco?" I asked one of the guards and he eyed me with skepticism before replying, "any problem?"
"None at all. I..I just want to know." Actually, I don't know how the heck I got out of my room and walked down here looking for the man who failed to keep his promise, but….I must confess.
I've missed him.
"Boss isn't around and if you're looking for him because you're horny and you want sex." He paused and chuckled, "you'll have to sleep and calm yourself 'cause the boss has serious matters to handle."
I flashed him a small smile before leaving his presence. This man, what did he mean by "horny and I want sex?"
My pussy throbbed at that thought. Was I really not horny?
Shit! Let's just end this thought and take short nap.
On my way back to my room, I met Vesper. A smile crept unto my face and I pulled her into a hug.
I've built some kind of sisterly love for Vesper now and I feel like I have a shoulder to lean on, at least. She's the first person who had ever accepted me with her whole heart and our friendship was taking a nice path.
"What's with that tooth smile on your face? Is there something you're not telling me?" I arched my brows, staring intently at her.
She grinned and pulled me into her room.
"Tell me already." I was eager to hear what she was going to say. Is this about another escape plan?
"I'm in love!" Vesper squealed, facepalming herself.
"With you?"
"Gianni!" Vesper exclaimed.
I chuckled dryly, taking my seat on her bed. "Gianni, isn't that the Don's right-hand man? Are you serious? He's no cool guy."
"I swear, Amelia. He's sweet and I don't think I wanna leave this place anymore. Not when he's here."
I eyed her, wondering if I wasn't dreaming. This was the same Gianni who never wanted to hear anything about getting stuck here.
"Is this some one-sided love thing just like Alessandro and I?"
"You're in love with Alessandro?" Vesper widened her brows, gasping.
I gulped, shaking my head. I shouldn't have said that in the first place. I can't deny the fact that I've built a castle of love for him in my heart but I doubt if he has any kind of feeling for me.
He doesn't love me. If he does, why should he treat me like trash?
"No, that was a slip of tongue." I lied, even though it was the pure truth. "Tell me more about Gianni." I said, trying to change the topic.
"I've kinda fallen in love with him and... he's giving me some sort of green flag."
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I checked the time, it's 7pm and Alessandro wasn't back yet. The call he received earlier sounded like an emergency call, is it alright?
I decided to take a stroll out of my room and just when I reached the living room, I heard the cry of a little girl.
"I don't want this trash! I want pizza!" She screamed and the maids hurried out of the living room, running from pillar to post.
"Who's she?" I asked noone in particular, my eyes darted wide. Why does she look a lot like Alessandro?
He has a daughter already?