The night was so cold and dark. Angelo sits opposite his relation who has an eye for him. She looks so desperately at him as she plays with the tip of her wine glass. She looks seductively at him as she leans forward making sure her whole cleavage approximates the eyes of Angelo.
"Gelo, how do you think of me?" she desirably looks at him.
Angelo looks at her without saying a word, keeping his eyes on her face and not her cleavage.
"Say something...Gelo, do you like what you see?" she seductively rubs her pointed left nipples with her finger which was noticeably evaluating from her light dinner gown.
He signed. "Please, Dorris, have some self-respect as a woman..."
Doris uses her toe to touch Angelo's manhoo
Excelsior Hotel Gallia, a Luxury Collection Hotel, Milan Piazza Duca D'Aosta 9 MilanoYemi walks out from the bathroom wearing a white short rob as she raffles her wet hair with the small white towel. She looks tiredly at the wall timepiece. She mutters to herself.If I don't go to sleep now, I'll miss a chance to take a picture at sunrise. She thought as she walks around the room.Suddenly, she held a thumping upon thumping at the door. She then looks frightened, slowly walking to
Angelo walks faster away from the two dudes that were walking with him. The blond one calls out. "Ah wait for us, big bro!"Ivano Chang, a twenty years old noble, blond hair. Third and last child to Michael and Gianna Chang and the youngest to the chang clan. Chief Executive Officer of the Chang group. He grew up and studied at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the States."You've to wait up, bro, you look so unusual today." The funky one rolls his eyes trying to keep up with Angelo.Alberto Dellucci. Twenty-two-year-old noble, brown hair. Son to late Caitlyn Apollinaries and Ronnie Dellucci who is still in rehab. He graduated with a good degree in political science.They all enter the elevator.
Just Cavalli Club is a fashionable venue which is located inside Parco Sempione at the foot of Torre Branca in a breathtaking setting in the Milan city center. The venue was created by multi-faceted Italian fashion designer Roberto Cavalli.Angelo drains himself in a drink called Alcohol in my body. He is looking already drunk. He was frustrated about how Carmella could leave so quickly without him in her life.Antonello looks at him without feeling mortification. He hisses as his mobile phone rings. Standing next to Roberto Cavalli the owner of the club." I'm very busy now, you should not interfere with the other contract made for the German gold." he hangs up.Antonello Chang, eldest twin of Michael and Gianna Chang. Thirty years old, elder brother to A
Marina let out a quick smirk then put on her worried face, looking at Yemi who was laying down on the bed wearing a patient uniform and needles on her arm.She looks at Doctor Masimo Algerilia in despair. "Signor Algerilia, I meant it with good intention...""That's nonsense..." he shouted at her."Do you want to see my one and only true friend get bully by a man?" she tries to make her uncle understand her plan. "Just help me... Take a look at how beautiful and well-mannered she is." she points at Yemi who looks at them in distress.Dr. Algerila looks at Yemi and took a deep breath of fresh. "You follow me to my office," he says.
Still holding Chief Editor Mauri, he shoves him away then his eyes were fully diverted to Yemi who was looking stunned by the action. Angelo blushes, looking away from Yemi."What?" Yemi stutters."Are...are you alright?" he manages to speak, looking away from her not showing her that his cheek is all red out.Mauri staggered, Francesca holds him. "How disrespectful of you, young man." he angrily speaks."How...how could you be so roughly handsome?" Francesca melt in his gaze."Let me inform you on the identity of the disrespectful boy!" Alberto walks in, in grand style looking all spiced up like the Noble he has always been."What's up big brother!" Ivano smiles, walking closer
Yemi walks slowly as she tells Marina about what happened at the Dellucci's."It turns out that there's someone that can make him obedient. I am so unlucky to run into a big influential noble family like this one. I'll call you back immediately I get home, and he won't stop following me around." she sniffs."Oh really, okay, I'll call you when you get home!" Marina hangs up.She turns around. "Why are you so startled?" Angelo grabs her arm making her flinched in fear.Angelo smiled at her. His hair in a bed style way, He was wearing a knitted blue sweater and black jean trousers with black Armani sandals, he was looking like a commoner."Why are you following me? Let me go!" she tries to free herself from his tight grip.
Yemi angrily stomps her feet into her room. A few hours later, she walks out due to the cloudy room. Everywhere is covered up in smoke. She ran into the kitchen at full speed. "Complete mess!" she whispers looking terrified."Dammit, what a useless pasta!" Angelo angry flings the spoon in the air.They both started coughing as, immediately, Yemi ran to get the fire extinguisher that was hanging on the corridor wall. She lifts it and splashes it all over the burning pasta and also on Angelo's body angrily.Yemi used her fingers to peg her nose. "Signore Dellucci, even if you wanted revenge, you don't have to destroy the whole apartment to get to me!" she coughs aggressively.Angelo looks stunned at Yemi, still holding the wooden spoon on his palm as gr shivers. He looks pissed at Yemi. "You... This woman, do you want to
Looking at the shower as the water fights my skin. I slowly washed my hair with my empty shampoo container. “I wonder what that motherfucker is up to!” I thought as I hurriedly rinse the remaining soap away from my skin.Then the thought of calling my so-called best friend hits me real hard. I slowly tiptoe out to the parlor, rapping my body with my white towel, and also tied my hair up with another smaller towel to dry up quickly.Tiptoeing into the sitting room, Angelo was laying down fast asleep on his sofa. “What a show-off!” I hiss, rolling my eyes. “Where the heck is my phone?” I wander around the sitting room, knowing fully well I left it somewhere on the sofa.My eyes suddenly sight th
23 minutes later, Calisto Valdez sits angrily in his car as his secretary talks to Yemi was looks pissed but tries to ask for more apologies from the Secretary."Please, Lilith, I should talk to him in person!" Yemi begs."Ms. Owolabi, that's everything Manager Valdez wants to say to you, please go home!" Lilith keeps on a straight business face."Eh...But..."Lilith wakes away from her before she could finish her sentence. With a sleek, the car drives off leaving Yemi in annoyance. She slowly turns around to look at Angelo who was standing beside her looking at the floor innocently."Let's just go!" Angelo mutters as h
Unedited!Angelo growls, he has been calling Yemi's number but it's not accessible, he tried it for the 100th time it was turned off. He looks so frustrated. He breathes deeply and exhales. He dials another number. "This is the only option!" he puts up the phone to his ear.An hour later, he appears at her doorstep. He was looking vibrant like someone who is about to propose but he was just carrying flowers. Yemi unexpectedly opens her window blind then her eyes docked on Angelo, looking all classy as typical, black suit pants, white body hugs long sleeves, and a black Italian shoe, his hair was in a bun in a small ponytail style.Seeing her from the up grandstand, Angelo was excited for her to open the door but it was all in his imagination, she frowns and close the blind, leaving Angelo standing Outside holding the tons of flowers. He felt so angry, he waited outside for extra additional four hours and
Unedited! Stazione Milano CentraleYemi is four minutes late for the train. She sits sadly on the bench, looking at her wristwatch, waiting for the next train."Yemi?" A well-recognized voice called on her.She turns around in shock. "Boss?" she gets up, glimpsing at Silvio. Suddenly, she trips on the edge of the bench but luckily she falls on Silvio's chest.This made her feel so embarrassed. "Boss, what are you doing here at the train station?"He sniffs. "Well, I am heading to the neighboring town, for business purposes." he lied.Is it true that Silvio is going to th
Unedited! Stazione Milano CentraleYemi is four minutes late for the train. She sits sadly on the bench, looking at her wristwatch, waiting for the next train."Yemi?" A well-recognized voice called on her.She turns around in shock. "Boss?" she gets up, glimpsing at Silvio. Suddenly, she trips on the edge of the bench but luckily she falls on Silvio's chest.This made her feel so embarrassed. "Boss, what are you doing here at the train station?"He sniffs. "Well, I am heading to the neighboring town, for business purposes." he lied.Is it true that Silvio is going to th
Yemi looks so unhappy and frustrated at the thought of Angelo playing a chess game around her mind. She was putting on a lavender knee-length gown and a slipper heel, her dark braid was put up in a big African bun. Sitting on the bench in the community children's playground.“Yemi, you're here?” Silvio Berlusconi looks shocked at Yemi. This can't be a coincidence, I was told she would be here.“Signore-” she looks surprisingly at him too.Why not mention that I've to invite her personally to the photography Contest now. He thoughts, sitting closer to her as she adjusted for him to sit.He looks deeply at the sun that was reflecting on her skin, he admires what God has made. He deeply exhales. “I think-”“Silvio, ” she inte
Talking a walk with my boss and also a long-time friend that disappears and reappears. It's raining heavily and he was covering us both with a black umbrella. The rain was going pitter-patter on top of the umbrella."Thank goodness the coffee was mini hot and not medium hot. Please be careful next time!" he scolds me.He's drenched! I thought. Looking at how he's making sure the rain doesn't touch me but his left shoulders are getting drenched.I hold his arm that was holding the umbrella then push it upright to get himself covered too. He looks at me with wide eyes and red cheeks."Your clothes are all wet because of the rain." I push it again to his side.He looks down, then back at th
Gathering all the courage I've, I need to man up and ask Marina out today. All my attempts for the past weeks don't work out, I need to let her know that, I Alberto Dellucci has feeling for her. Looking at how beautiful she is on her tracksuit, she's looking so beautiful even after a lot of workouts. Her hair up in a ponytail, her crop working out top that reveals her flat and sexy stomach, the workout short making her ass and hip stand out firm and appealing. Relaxing at the corner looking at her who was busy on the phone not knowing that I am a stalker for love. "Marina, I hope you're also looking forward to being my woman. The woman of the only casanova from the Dellucci? I hope you're looking forward to our encounter?" I silk my hair backward. "Sorry I've made you wait for so long!"
THE NEXT DAYYemi sips on her coffee as she eavesdrops on the gossips talk between her coworkers about love and how to know if someone is interested in you. But it was distracted even before she had to hear how."Yemi, you have to come now!" Her closest coworker, Jemimah Tancredi, the energy living bull, shes always lively at all times, are energy helps a lot of people and make them like her more"Why?" she looks not so convinced at Miss Tancredi.She was panting so hard, trying to catch her breath. "It's good news, Editor Coletta, ask me to come to look for you, and also Signora Cruz asks me to come to look for you.""But my coffee... I only took a sip of it, " Yemi complains as Tancredi took her arm."So the coffee is more important than the Ov
What is everybody mumbling about? Since I got here it has been from one noise to the other, I can't seem to concentrate on the work the new editor gave me to handle. Here feels more like hell than when Angelo is homemaking me swim in my death penalty for having him live with me in my apartment."Director Berlusconi, sorry about the noise from the employees, I'll give a warning to them later!" The assistant chief Editor, Lucita Cruz, voiced out with an apologetic face as she passes over the personal information journal to the still mystery man."It is okay, Signora Cruz, " The hoarse, yet meek voice replies, taking the journal from her. He slowly opens it up. "Interesting! Is this the information of the person I told you about?" he asks. "The one who took the pictures and them cancel it?"She nods. "Yes, Boss, the fi