Alexander and I spent most of our time watching Marvel superhero movies, while Giovanni was in his office going through some documents. He left right after watching the Hulk with us.But we soon got tired of watching movies and decided to play a game instead."Okay, what do you want to do?" I asked Alexander."Can we play tags?" he replied, and at that moment, Giovanni came to view."What are you guys doing, and are you done with your movie marathon?" He asked curiously."We are about to play tag, dad," Alexander answered."Who's going first?" I asked them."Me, me!" Alexander exclaimed."All right, Alex, let's start the count," Giovanni said, like he was talking to a soldier.Alexander covered his eyes with his tiny hands and started counting. Giovanni rushes off to God knows where. I hated the fact that he had a head start on me.Damn my competitive spirit.I searched around looking for a place to hide but couldn't find a proper place to hide in the living room. I ran upstairs to th
I dabbed a fresh layer of gloss on my lips, and my fingers smoothed down my black knee-length gown. It was the following week, and after much consideration, which had to do with Vicky breathing down my neck, I decided to hang out with her and a couple of our friends. Some of which I wasn’t really close with.Either way, I decided to come, knowing there was no way I could escape this. Besides, it didn’t sound so bad to have a bit of fun, hang out with a few familiar faces, and maybe have a couple drinks or two.I gave my last look at my reflection through the side mirror of the car before making my way to the restaurant.I was greeted with an amazing view as soon as I arrived. The walls' distinctive texture creates a seamless yet elegant appearance. It feels nearly like I'm in a well-known Italian building. It seems natural because of the vinyl plants that cling loosely to the walls. The floor under me is coated with marble, giving the restaurant a crisp yet inviting look. There was me
After Giovanni came, we spent another hour at the restaurant before making our way to the club, Rovina. It happens to be one of the most expensive and famous clubs in the vicinity.And as much as I wanted to end our gathering at the restaurant and just call it a night, they all refused, urging both Giovanni and me to follow them to a club and maybe spend an hour or two. So we had no choice but to give in to their demands.The night carried on with a lot of drinks and laughter flowing around in the VIP section of the club. Everybody seems to be having a good time, while I was trying to keep myself from grabbing onto Claire’s hair and dragging her across the floor of the club.Through the cause of Giovanni’s arrival, she had been not so subtly trying to throw herself at him—not that he gave her any form of attention, but he did nothing to stop her attempt, which irked me.My attention shifted to Vicky when she got up with a couple of friends, pulling me up from my seat as well, before d
Giovanni’s pov. My attention was on Royalty, even when she had been dragged to the dance floor by Vicky. I watched with unwavering eyes the way her body moved to the beat of the song, drinking in how insanely sexy she was. My eyes are feasting on every move she makes, sending sparks of pleasure down my groin.I watched as Royalty moved back, stumbling into the person behind her. My eyes trailed up from her, and my jaw clenched when it landed on a man I knew all too well.They both converse with each other, and that sleazy bastard seemed to be telling her something. He leans down, whispering something into her ear, and she grins up at him. And I can’t help but wonder what he said to her. What did he say to earn her laughter?I hated the look in his eyes; I hated the longing and want. I hated how his gaze moved up and down her body in a way that irked me, and I hated that she so easily laughed at whatever he was saying without having known him for long.My gaze remained on her smile.
ROYALTY’S POV.Giovanni held my hand tightly as we walked into a door leading down a corridor. His face was void of emotion, making it hard for me to know what he was thinking."Where are you taking me? Are we even allowed to be here?"He smiles at me as he steps into an office illuminated by the full moon above us. “I own the club, Amore. So I have every right to go where I want to go.”Why am I not even surprised?Was there anything the Reeves family didn't own?I didn’t have the time to take in the scenery of the room; my focus remained on the man in front of me. “What are we doing here?” I ask, my heart racing.Giovanni smiles humourlessly and steps closer, making me retreat until my back hits a wall. He places his arms on either side of me, caging me in. The way he looks at me makes my heart race, and tonight, more than ever, I wish I could read the thoughts he keeps behind lock and key."Stay away from that sleazy bastard." He grits out, and I didn’t need a genie to know who he
It has been about a month since the party and what happened between Giovanni and me, and things between the both of us have been somewhat steady, if you don’t count his sneaky sexual remarks and our unnecessary childish banter. Then it's all good to go. Apart from that, you could say we have become closer than before with each passing day. Some days we have our breakfast and dinner together, and some days he leaves early for work or arrives home late.Anyway, it has been a month, and Alfred was driving me over to my parents place. It's been a long time since I saw them, and I miss them. I know the company is doing well now because Giovanni told me so.An hour later, we were driving through the gate of the house I grew up in. I had always asked my parents why they spent so much money building such a big house, but as usual, my dad had to live up to his status.I knocked on the door, and one of the housekeepers opened, telling me my dad was at his office and my mom was at the library.
When I woke up, it was still pitch black. I turned to look at the clock on my bed stand and saw that it was 12:30 a.m. I stretched my hand gently, trying not to wake Alexander, while attempting to take the bottled water beside the clock, only to find it empty.Great!I guess I will have to go down to the kitchen to get another bottle of water.I removed Alexander's head that was resting on one of my arms and placed it on the pillow, getting up from the bed before proceeding to go down to the kitchen. I made my way to where the fridge was, pulling it open, when a voice spoke from behind me."I want one too."I jumped and spun around. "Oh my God, Giovanni, you scared the shit out of me. Can you not do that? The last thing I want is to die from a heart attack." I said, glaring at him, before my eyes settled fully on his appearance and I gulped.My stomach churned at the sight of him. He was shirtless and was only wearing a sweater pant that was below his waist. My eyes drifted to his per
"Hold on, I can't..." Giovanni stared down at me, not even perspiring yet, while I was panting, struggling to take a deep breath. " Time out. Right now, I’m way past my limit.” "You have such low stamina," He shakes his head, and assisted me in getting up from the spot where I had fallen into the treadmill.Giovanni gave me a bottle of water, which I gulp down and fill up."You didn't even last fifteen minutes."My shoulders were still heaving when I stared up at him after drinking the entire contents of the water bottle."Although this might come as a major shock to you Giovanni, we can't all be as fit as you.."He gives me one of his often seen smiles and holds up his water bottle as though he were toasting. He then moved to where I was on the machine and got to work like a leopard cat on ecstasy after a minute. "Body-wise, there is no problem with your fitness," he gasped. "But the inability to match my pace will pose a disadvantage later on." "For what?" Giovanni turned to look