Chapter // 01
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Chapter One
At age twenty-five, Stefani Mangicavallo lives alone in a one-bedroom, one-bathroom apartment that suits her just fine. She has free Wi-Fi, a view of the West Side city, a vending machine down the hall, and her balcony where she can smoke freely.
Stefani wasn't complaining; however, she does feel alone at times. She has no siblings; her mother left as a toddler, and her father rarely pays attention unless he needs something. They have never had a relationship, but Stefani likes it that way.
She doesn’t want or need anybody in her path. That’s what her father says, at least.
It's Saturday night as Stefani finishes curling her hair, ready for tonight.
Hearing her phone ring, Stefani answered swiftly.
“Hello”
“Where the fuck are you?”
The raspy voice of her father spoke.
Stefani sighed, rolling her eyes. “At home, Dad, what do you want?”
She asked, hardening her tone.
Stefani’s father's name is Victor Mangiacavallo. He’s in his late forties, has slick grey hair, handsome for his age, a cold-hearted, bulky figure, and sometimes resents his daughter, but somewhere deep down he loves her... maybe
“Jasper just called, you are no longer needed for the job tonight.”
Victor informed, causing Stefani’s jaw to drop in anger.
“But I need the money, Dad! How could you do this to me?! I’ve been practicing for weeks,” Stefani argued.
“Jasper knows these parts more than you do. Good night”
Before Stefani can say anything, her father hangs up the phone.
“Damn it!!” She cursed out loud. She threw her phone on the sofa.
Jasper Knight is the same age as she, handsome, smart but cocky as hell, a hardcore player, trying his best to get Stefani into bed.
They have competed ever since they met.
Even though they were miles away, Stefani could feel Jasper smirking or mocking her along with his friends. She wanted to punch him, humiliate him, or kill him!
Stefani picked up her phone again and decided to call the male service, her usual, Andrew Miller. He’s muscular with creamy skin, devilishly handsome, and very sexy, which she desires at the very moment.
When they answered, she spoke, “Andrew Miller?” She questioned fixing her lipstick in the mirror.
“Sorry, ma’am, but unfortunately, Mr. Miller is with another client. May I provide you with another popular male escort of ours-”
Stefani hung up right away, feeling agitated. Tonight wasn’t her night, so instead of moping, she went to fetch her bag, exiting her apartment, still annoyed.
It’s evening as Stefani enters the population, getting inside her car, she feels angry and peeved, but Jasper isn’t going to ruin her night. Driving over to a bar that seemed go-to, Stefani got out and walked into the crowded bar.
Her nostrils ingested alcohol and cigarette smoke, and people's chatter filled the air and taunted each other. Stefani made her way over, needing a drink. She ordered the strongest they had.
Stefani wanted to forget the absurd night and find a way to forget. She kept sipping on her drink, scanning the bar, and seeing a couple of good-looking men, but no one seemed to suit her.
“Not my night,” Stefani mumbled, ordering another. But she wasn’t giving up either. Her eyes scanned again, suddenly her gaze caught a group of men entering the bar,
Four men, to be exact.
Three of them were joking around, except for one, who looked upset and zoned out. The mystery man had brunette, short, slick hair, a chiseled jaw, muscular form sculpted underneath his white t-shirt.
Stefani is intrigued and curious. He is built well and better looking than her usual male escort. The Only task in her mind is,
Having him.
She watched him and his friends sit at a round table, ordering drinks, and he still looked zoned out, blank expression. Something is bothering him. Stefani waited until he had a few drinks so she could bait him.
Stefani felt odd, she kept wondering what was bothering him, which surprised her. She shook the feelings away and continued to finish her drink.
Her eyes kept taking glances at him, but soon she was caught by his friends; they held up their drinks, acknowledging her presence. She rolled her eyes, not interested in them.
All she wanted was the mystery guy who was keeping her interest deeply.
She hoped they were talking about her, to him. When Stefani looked at the handsome stranger, it was his turn to stare at her. Shockingly, she blushed, which surprised her, but Stefani was glad she finally got his attention.
When they locked eyes, Stefani couldn’t look away, and neither could he; they both were glued, but soon his friends jokingly hit his arm and knocked each other out of their trances.
Stefani felt her breath taken away, she was still shocked, heart racing, as a warm tingling feeling fluttered in her stomach, and...
She hated it! Ordering another, Stefani knew she had to leave. Once the drink was gone, she was about to get up,
“Hello,” A masculine voice greeted.
Stefani’s world stopped as her eyes shifted to her right. It's the man from the table.
She cleared her throat, tapping the empty glass with her fingertips.
“Hello, handsome, nice of you to join me,” Stefani smiled warmly.
He hesitantly took a seat beside her, holding his beer.
“Hope you don’t mind,” He said. Stefani loved his voice, his face, everything about him. She felt something, but couldn’t figure out what.
Stefani didn’t want to know anyway. All she wanted was this guy in her bed.
“My name is Julia,” Stefani lied. She only wanted to fornicate with him, that’s all. No need to put out real names, but she wanted to know his.
He looked at her hand and then shook it. “If you don’t mind me being straightforward, but you are so beautiful.”
He smiled, showing his pearly whites that made a girl's knees buckle, even Stefani’s, but she masked it.
“Why, thank you,” She blushed. No man has ever complimented her that sincerely before.
Stefani always had men blatantly call her hot, sexy, or fine, but never beautiful.
She felt butterflies in her stomach
“And the name is Blaine if that is your curiosity,” He chuckled.
Stefani smiled, knowing he read her mind. His respectful manner had the words caught in her throat to ask the mutual question.
“Nice to meet you, Blaine,” She said seductively, liking the way it rolled off her tongue.
Blaine noticed the flirtation, She is beautiful, he thought, so he decided to keep her company to forget about his overbearing parents and situation.
It's been hours since Stefani and Blaine came to the bar and first met, and the only thing they did was chat and get to know each other.
Having a one-night stand slipped Stefani’s mind, for the first time, she’s smiling and having a good time with Blaine, which never happens with men she meets.
Blaine also had his fair share of women, too, Preppy women to say the least, and they happened to get boring, which is the second reason why Blaine came to the bar.
“So let me get this straight, you never did anything repulsive in your life? Not even stole candy from the candy store?” Stefani teased drinking the water that she switched to long ago.
Blaine chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. “What can I say? Living with strict parents will do something to you.”
They both got quiet, just staring into each other’s eyes. Stefani thought Blaine would be boring or a tool turns out he’s quite the charmer.
Stefani thought.
“Can I ask you something?” Blaine spoke up.
“Sure”
“... What is your real name? Because you don't look like a Julia,” He said, arching a brow. Stefani sighed, knowing she was caught.
“Guess you are not as dumb as you look,” She teased, which made Blaine playfully offended.
He smiled, “Come on, tell me.”
“... Stefani,” She answered.
“Stefani... Now that sounds more like you,” Blaine softly smiled, drinking the last remains of his scotch. Stefani loved the way he said it, she wanted to hear him again.
“It’s getting late, I better get going,” Blaine said, placing sixty dollars on the counter. His friends took off an hour ago, leaving Blaine to call car service.
Stefani nods, “You’re gonna leave me here?” She said, forming pouty eyes.
Blaine stood, releasing a chuckle, having an inner battle with himself.
“Do you have a ride home?” He asked. Stefani shook her head, knowing she had a car parked outside.
He hadn’t done this before, taking a girl home he picked up from a bar, but he felt something towards Stefani, and he wasn’t going to let her walk home in the dark.
“Okay, let’s go,” Blaine beckoned with his head. Stefani felt happy that she got what she wanted. So she grabbed her bag and began following him outside to his car.
Which is a Bentley, His butler delivered to him.
Stefani cocked a brow impressed she landed a rich man to have a one-night stand with. They both got in ready to hit the road.
“Nice ride,” Stefani smirked, buckling in.
“Thank you,” Blaine smiled, starting the ignition. He started driving and kept taking glances at Stefani. She remained quiet, forming a blank expression.
“You okay?” He asked.
“... Fine, thank you,” Stefani began getting nervous, and she didn’t know why. She always had one-night stands with no problem, but with Blaine... It felt different.
Finally, they reached a luxury penthouse building. “We’re here.”
Blaine smiled, helping his guest out of the car, and began leading the way to the elevators, inside the penthouse.
Stefani instantly fell in love with the place, trying to maintain her posture and self-confidence.
“Nice place,” She compliments, setting her bag down on the leather sofa and walking over to the enlarged window showing the city.
Blaine chuckled, pouring wine into glasses for the two, ready to serve them in the living room. Stefani got comfortable, removing her leather jacket-tossing the coat on the armrest.
“So, Blaine, have any siblings?” Stefani asked, forming another conversation. He joined her, handing Stefani the wine glass as she thanked him.
“I have one and that’s my brother, Blake, he’s younger,” Blaine answered.
Stefani nods, taking a sip. Her eyes scanned every inch of his body, she saw every defined muscle showing underneath his outfit.
She’s filled with desire and lust.
“I’m sure he’s a heartbreaker,” Stefani chuckled. Blaine smiled, nodding his head.
“Quite is, since he’s younger than me, so I have to be there to protect him, and guide him”
“I’m glad he has someone.”
Blaine smiled, setting down his glass, then he realized something. “What about you? All we’ve done is talk about me”
Stefani lost her smile, hoping it wouldn’t come down to this; she was supposed to be in bed with his guy by now and be done with him.
She cleared her throat, not wanting to give him her true history.
So she lied, the best she could.
“My parents are dead, I have no siblings, I'm still in college-”
“Oh, which one?” Blaine cut in, Interested.
Stefani never went to college, the lie just slipped out. However, she named one off the top of her head.
“Really? I heard it’s a pretty good college,” Blaine smiled. Stefani nodded, wanting to stop the subject.
“What’s your occupation?” He asked.
“What’s yours?” Stefani started to become annoyed, she hates talking about her life, especially to a stranger. Blaine seemed to notice, but he wasn’t going to give up.
“I’m a co-executive at my father’s company,” Blaine answered, now waiting for her. Stefani felt the urge to roll her eyes but held back.
“... My grandparents own the liberty library in the city, so I take part in running it, it's quite fun actually,” Stefani continued to lie through her teeth, she’s just glad Blaine bought it.
“Really, how so?” He inquired, moving closer. Blaine indeed has an interest in books, so Stefani crafted a believable story.
“The privacy, the books, silence, the history, I enjoy it,” She said. Blaine kept nodding, very engulfed in their conversation, knowing he could relate.
Blaine starts to become infatuated with Stefani and hasn’t felt this way with the current women he usually knows.
He liked the bad girl attire she had, her clothes, looks, attitude, and spark.
“Can’t say I disagree, Stefani,” He chuckled. Stefani kept staring at him, and so did Blaine. Suddenly, he started to make the first move by leaning closer. She copied his movements.
Soon enough, their lips locked, and then it turned quick and intimate.
Blaine blindly took Stefani’s glass from her hand, setting it down on the table ahead of them. Her hand cupped the side of Blaine’s face as excitement formed between the two.
Stefani loved how his lips were soft and his cologne intoxicated her system, sublimely stronger than the alcohol. Blaine broke the kiss to stand while holding her hand.
“Come,” His voice turned husky. Stefani didn’t have to be told twice, her eyes didn’t leave him as the two walked further into the penthouse, down the hall then entered a grand bedroom.
Soon their lips connected again, Blaine removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor, the room was dimmed, and set for the mood. With the help of Blaine, Stefani is down to her underwear and lying on the soft mattress.
Blaine loved what he saw; her body was muscular, an hourglass figure, very confident, with few tattoos on her stomach and elegant ones printed on her left arm, but he did see two scars on the right bottom side below her belly button.
Maybe he’ll ask tomorrow after coffee.
Stefani had goosebumps, her heart pounding; she loved the way he was making her feel inside. Blaine didn't seem like the rest.
Moments passed by, and Blaine removed the last remaining clothing Stefani had on, his eyes darkened, and so did hers.
Blaine finally but slowly climbed on top of her, naked as well, very erect and excited. Stefani gasped, loving how their warm, soft skin pressed against each other, her fingertips sliding upwards against his broad chest.
While ravishing each other’s lips.
No words were spoken before Blaine entered her. he wanted to touch and kiss her body, he liked and adored. Stefani kept releasing soft moans, loving how he was taking his time, which made her flush.
Soon enough, he dug inside his nightstand, grabbing protection, ripping off the corner with his teeth, and he slipped it on, nibbling on her lips gently.
Finding the right moment, Blaine finally took his erect shaft, entering Stefani gently as she moaned in bliss, digging her fingertips into his back.
Blaine began to thrust slowly, by the sounds of her moans made him more aroused and quickened his pace.
Stefani was on cloud nine; she didn’t want the night to be over, her walls clenched around his 8-inch shaft, and Blaine loved how she felt.
The night is amazing, and Stefani never wants to forget it.
The next morning, the blankets were sprawled over one body only, and the alarm started beeping. Blaine groaned, opening his eyes, but he was having trouble due to the sun glaring in.
His hand switched off the alarm and then patted beside him. Blaine hoped to feel Stefani’s body... But it was empty, he sat up scanning his bedroom, that is empty.
He groaned, sitting up and placing his feet on the floor, then he noticed her clothes were gone, not even a note, nothing.
Blaine scrunched his eyebrows.
“Stefani!?” He called out. Hoping she’s in the bathroom
Nothing.
He picked up his phone from the nightstand, then he remembered Stefani hadn’t given him any number. Blaine cursed angrily, tossing his phone on the mattress.
Blaine kept cursing, didn’t know why she would do this, he was so caught up in getting to know Stefani and forgetting his problems. She used his body, he brought her into his home, and he trusted her to confide in him, shockingly.
Blaine has never done quite an action to a girl before.
He’s angry.
Getting off the bed, Blaine went to grab his dirty clothes off the floor so he could throw them in the hamper, then he noticed something.
His white shirt is gone.
