I did not want to wake up to my alarm this morning. I hit snooze one too many times so a shower was out of the question this morning. I put my hair up into a neat ponytail. Decided on just some liner and mascara for my eyes. Some light foundation and pink lipgloss. I threw on a pair of burgundy stretchy dress pants with a cream blouse. Finishing my look off with some nude flats. Finally satisfied with how I look I grab a banana before heading out to Sally.
Stepping outside my breath gets caught in my throat. Standing outside my front door is none other than Mr.Fiorelli.
“Goodmorning Kitten, ready for work?”He winks at me with a lopsided smile. He looks extra delicious today in a grey suit that matches his eyes perfectly. Oh the things I want to do to this man. He clears his throat and raises his eyebrow at me. Clearly satisfied that I was checking him out.
“Uhm yeah, what are you doing here?” I manage to stutter out with minimal drool.
“Well since you didn’t wait for me after work yesterday, I thought I could solve that problem by being your ride for the day.” He smiles at me.
“Wait how do you even know where I loved? Also what makes you think I’d be willing to go with you?” I say raising my eyebrow at him. Yeah, two can play this eyebrow game mister!
“Carolina, she’s pretty easy to persuade. Also because I have something I would like to ask you over dinner. From the look on your face right now I can tell your curiosity will give me exactly what I want.”
God, why does his voice have to sound like that? It just does things to my insides. This man knows I won’t be able to say no to him. That makes him very dangerous. I’m fucked.
“Fine, let’s go I don’t want to be late.” I roll my eyes and walk by him. Before I can make it past him he grabs my arm and pulls me flush against his body. I fit against him perfectly. It’s like our bodies were made to fit together. If only there were less clothes between us. I have to clench my thighs to keep my thoughts at bay.
“Kitten I don’t like you rolling your eyes at me. So don’t.” He says sternly, his eyes never wavering from mine. Every muscle in my body wants to submit to his voice. But I’m not that kind of girl. So instead I let him know I’m not going to be another one of his bimbos and follow his every command.
“Oh Roman, what makes you think I’ll listen to anything you tell me to do?” I bat my eyelashes up at him. He responds by grabbing my thigh and pulling it up the side of his body. Making us even closer. Squeezing it he replies.
“Good Girls get rewarded. Bad girls get punished.” He whispers into my ear. His breath making goosebumps appear on my body. He knows how bad my body is craving him right now. There’s no way in hell I’m going to tell him though.
So naturally, I whisper back. “Who says I’m a good girl?” I take his stunned silence as a chance to escape. I walk over to the passenger side of his car.
“Well? I don’t want to be late.”
“Oh kitten, you’re going to be the death of me.” He gets in on the driver’s side and we are off to work.
Twenty minutes of sexual tension-filled silence and we are pulling up outside my job. Before I can bolt out of the car he squeezes my thigh.
“I’ll be here at six. Don’t leave without me. Understood?”
“Yes, master.” I roll my eyes at him. This time he just laughs while shaking his head. For some reason, this scares me. I don’t know what he’s thinking about and that puts me on edge.
Walking inside I make a beeline to Carolina in the back. Muttering a quick good morning to Marie as I pass her and the other workers. Carolina is in the back putting croissants on a display tray.
“Listen here little missy just what the fuck are you trying to do to me?” I all but scream at her. She looks up at me like a deer caught in headlights.
“Whatever do you mean Annabella?” I see she’s trying her hardest not to laugh. I can’t help but crack a smile at her even though I want to be annoyed.
“Why the hell did you tell Roman where I lived. He was waiting for me outside this morning. He dropped me off and he’s taking me out after work says he has to tell me something. Also said you were helping him out. I thought you wanted me to keep my distance from him so what the hell?” Taking a deep breath at the end of my little rant I wait for her answer.
“I don’t know he asked me and for some strange reason, I ship you guys so hard! Do people still say that is that a thing? Damn, I feel old. Anyway, I just never actually seen him interested in anyone before. Maybe this is a good thing. Plus he’s super fucking hot so I thought you could enjoy that.” She winks at me.
“What about Bryson? Isn’t he like your best friend? He obviously hates Roman’s guts for whatever reason.”
“Bryson falls in love a lot Annabelle. Yes, he’s my closest friend but so are you now and I don’t want him to break your heart. As for why he hates Roman, that’s something you have to ask them about. I literally do not know he never told me.”
“Alright, I’ll go later and see what Bryson has to ask me. As for the bar Friday I’m in, I definitely need a drink after this week. Also a nap, a nice long nap.”
“Yay! I can’t wait, I could use a couple of drinks myself. Also, did I tell you I’m going out tonight with Henry? He texted me last night. I just couldn’t say no.” Her smile is contagious. I really am so happy for my new friend.
After gossiping about Carolina’s date tonight we got to work. The day went pretty slow. It’s not that we weren’t busy. I was just so anxious to find out what it was that Roman wanted that it felt like it was dragging. Finally, it was six o’clock. Marie headed out early today, it was her husband’s birthday this weekend and she was planning a little party for him and her friends. I agreed to go, Alice was going to be there and it was going to be nice to see her again.
Carolina left to go get ready for her date so I waited outside until Roman showed. It was around 6:30 when he showed up.
“Sorry I’m late kitten. I got stuck in a meeting. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” He opens up the passenger side door for me. I get in willingly the smell of his cologne instantly overloading all my senses. He smelled like the world smells after it rains. He smelled like a man and I wanted to drown in him. Before my thoughts can go any further he gets in the driver’s side. His hand automatically going to my thigh.
“Ready for dinner beautiful?” At his question, my stomach lets out an ungodly sound. He laughs in response.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Yeah, good idea.” I smile at him.
A few minutes later we pulled up to an Italian restaurant. He hands the keys to the valet before coming to my side to help me out. He offers me his hand and I eagerly take it. Not just to touch him but to get inside. I can smell the garlic bread from out here and it’s making my mouth water. He keeps hold of my hand as we head inside. He walks up to the hostess station and gives his name for the reservation he made. The hostess was a petite blonde. Her eyes devoured every inch of Roman. When they land on me she gives me a look of disgust.
I just roll my eyes at her. Her look does not go unnoticed by Roman.
“I don’t appreciate the looks you’re giving my girl. Do your job and show us to our table.” He says nastily to her. Him calling me his girl makes me feel butterflies. I feel like a little school girl and I don’t know why. We get seated at a table near the back of the restaurant. Roman pulls my seat out for me and waits for me to sit. Such a gentleman.
A waiter comes over and fills our cups with water, then hands us two menus. His hand brushes against mine when he hands it to me. Roman stares at him as if he could set him on fire with just his eyes. He walks away, Roman still staring. Trying to break him out of his trance I strike up some small talk.
“Do you come here a lot?” I ask. He turns his gaze back to mine.
“Yes, it’s one of my favorite spots.” He smirks at me.
“What’s your favorite dish?”
“Mhmm Dessert.” He winks at me, “Are you offering?”
A tomato would be jealous of me right now. I’ve never been so red in my life.
“Relax kitten. The shrimp scampi is one of my favorites.” He smiles at me.
Just then the waiter comes back to our table.
“Can I get you something to drink?” He looks right at me.
“We’ll have a bottle of Lafite Rothschild.” Roman replies for us.
“Of course sir. For your main course?” He asks, turning his gaze back to mine. Roman is going to kill him.
“I’ll try the shrimp scampi with pasta.” I smile at him. Trying to be polite.
Roman literally growls. Like a wolf growl. Oh yeah, he was not happy right now.
“I’ll have the same.” Roman grits out between clenched teeth.
The waiter visibly tenses.
“Right away sir.” He almost sprints away. Punk.
“What the fuck was that. Why are you flirting with another man right in front of me.” He looks deeply into my soul.
“What are you talking about? I smiled at the kid. I was just being polite.” I retort.
He doesn’t reply instead continues to just stare at me. I start to squirm under his gaze.
“What did you invite me here for anyway. You said you had to tell me something?” After a pause he replies.
“There was something I wanted to ask you. Saturday night there is going to be a soiree of sorts. For work purposes. I was wondering if you would accompany me, as my date for the evening.” He asks his hands start to fidget with his wine glass. Just then the waiter comes over and fills our glasses for us letting us know our food would be out shortly. I honestly think he’s nervous asking me this.
“Uhm I can’t, it’s Carolina’s dad’s birthday. I’m supposed to be going there for a party in the afternoon.” I reply sadly.
“What about I accompany you to your party, then you accompany me to mine.”
I really don’t want to say no to this man. Mostly because I’m curious to know what being Roman’s date will be like. I also want to know more about this beautiful man sitting in front of me.
So I smile at him.”Fine, it’s a date Fiorelli.” He smiles back. Just then our dinner comes over. It smells heavenly. I take a bite and instantly moan at the taste. Roman visibly tenses at the sound. His eyes closing.
“Kitten, you’re going to be the death of me.”
After our delicious dinner, he takes me back to my place. We are standing outside my front door saying goodnight.
“Thank you for dinner Roman, I had a nice evening with you.” I smile up at him.
“Anything kitten. I’ll pick you up on Saturday just let me know what time when you find out.” He leans down and presses a kiss to my cheek. Instantly lighting me on fire. I couldn’t help but to crave his lips on the rest of my body. He walks back to his car and waits for me to go inside before pulling off. As soon as he’s out of sight I squeal like a little girl.
Saturday can’t come fast enough.