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
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
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
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!"
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
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
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
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