One year later...
"Amara, baby, I love you."
"Me too, but we can't, not here baby..."
*****
Woahh...okay, hold on... let me rewind and give you some details before this lovey-dovey thing.
So, apparently a couple of days after graduation Amara decided to start working in one of her dad's offices. And since she had done an internship there before while she was majoring in business finance, she was fitting right into the environment. Russel had prepared her an office across his without her knowledge.
"Dad, please... I wanted to be valued as an individual, not as your daughter who needs an office so close to her daddy." She pouted adorably making him laugh.
"Alright... I'll get HR set you up an office upstairs meters away from Colton's. How's that?"
"Thank you!" she hugged her daddy like a true spoiled princess, but a very ambitious one.
She was full-on working on the second day, Peter had been reeled in as her personal assistant slash secretary working at his own lavish desk in front of her office. He was thrilled to be working in a real office environment where he could gossip, and spend a couple of hours of his break time lunching away like other employees.
But it was not until a couple of months later when he was told to come into her office, that he was feeling the pressure of working as a real employee.
"Do you like your current position?" Amara asked him after he took a seat in her high-end boss-girl decorated office.
"Uh-huh."
"You like your new lunch buddies?"
"Yes."
"You like your new gossip groupies?"
"Er... yes?"
Peter started to get nervous about her questions. She would do this sometimes and every time she does it, he always breaks a sweat and fiddle with his fingers, making Amara smirked knowing that she had put him back into his place.
"Good, remember that the next time you decided to move up my appointment without my approval."
"But... but.. he's the most eligible bachelor within a five-mile radius..."
Okay, he might exaggerate that part, but try to understand that our Peter adores his boss a bit too much.
"...and he requested a meeting with you... you, not Colton who's the second in position. I... I just thought you could use a break. I mean, ehm... I've checked his profile and he's freaking gorgeous! and smart, and good with the ladies, and very very wealthy."
She stood up from the big girl-boss chair and rest her sexy behind on her sleek large black marble top office desk, leg cross, hands rest on each side looking down onto Peter's nervous face.
"And you didn't think this Antonio Brio Russo just want to get between my legs? knowing that I'm daddy's little girl and that I can smooth his way to our corporate dealings?"
"Eh... well... have you look at his pictures? his half-naked ones?"
The questions answered with other questions bravely, was one of the weird things why Peter has remained the longest assistant for Amara. He would still insist on his argument knowing it was very unprofessional to do so. And after moments of her keeping him squirming in high tension, she finally laughs.
"Damn it, Peter! I don't know how long I could keep a straight face with you!"
She laughed her heart out while he finally relaxes in his seat. There were times when he thought he was on the verge of losing his job, and at a time like that, he released his breath and cursed on the inside for taking it dangerously close.
"Amara, you've been working harder than us worker bees. You need to unwind, relax, have casual sex with a sexy Italian businessman named Russo."
"Okay, I should be offended that someone would take advantage of my sexiness, but..."
Both heads were turned to the door which was left open when Peter came into her office. But in their defense, it was mid-morning where people were busy fetching coffee and having their in between breaks.
"Fuck..." Peter cursed whispering loud enough for Amara to hear.
"You owe me one for this, Peter," she whispered back at him.
Peter quickly nodded then stands up and started fiddling with his hands.
"I'm sorry Mr. Russo, it's all my fault..." Peter who was always such a dear to everyone just couldn't bear to think that his lovely boss would take the fall for his meddling.
"Actually no, Peter, Mr. Russo here, did enter unannounced, and as far as I'm concerned you're the one who was eavesdropping in our private conversation."
Amara crossed her arms, showing her relax stance still leaning her sexy ass on her large desk, her slender legs were peeking under her pencil skirt.
While Russo, the sexy Italian businessman kept on walking into her office like he owns the place. His stature was domineering, but growing up with his father and her three wannabe boss stepbrothers, she was not affected by it. And her carefree attitude towards him ticked Antonio on the inside.
"Peter, I believe my assistant had made an appointment and move up the schedule to...now?" the sexy Italian businessman looked at his expensive-looking gold watch as to confirm that it was not partially his fault as he was actually on time for the meeting.
"Right, I'm sorry, boss, I mean Amara, I mean...Ms. Hamilton..."
Amara let out her soft laugh shaking her head and told Peter to get both of them black coffee.
"I assume you take yours black? or maybe you want a latte?" she asked him tugging her lip upward, thinking she might as well ruined this one and let him deal with Colton.
"Black. Thank you, Peter."
He answered a bit too polite, then gave him his pearly whites, making the said assistant weak in the knees. Until Amara clear her throat taking him back to the present.
"Right, kay... two blacks, on it boss, Amara... I'm, I mean... I'm just going to get your coffees..." Peter smiled and said awkwardly while stumbling a few times as he walked towards the door.
"Mr. Russo,"
"Please Antonio," he smiled looking appreciatively at her from top to bottom.
"Aside from what you've heard, I don't mix business with pleasure," Amara said about to move back behind her desk when the said Mr. Russo keep on walking towards her and suffocating her with his manly aura.
He chuckled at her words.
"Well, Amara, a very beautiful name by the way... I could always go to Colton's for my business, and take you for my pleasure."
He said the words calmly, deliberately invading her personal space, and caged her to her desk as he rests his hands on each side of hers.
His expensive cologne invades her senses, while he inhales her intoxicating floral scent perfume as he leaned closer to her neck.
"You shouldn't..." she breathed out her words while cursing on the inside for not having lots and lots of sex this past couple of months.
Yep, she had been busy with work. And at that exact moment, she felt like she could jump him like a cat in heat, if only Peter didn't come into her office with their coffee, and taking her back to reality.
"You... you should go to Colton. This meeting is over." She cleared the throat and exited her office in a hurry, leaving both Peter and obviously the sexy Mr. Russo in silence.
"Amara, he's on the line again. And these bouquets of flowers just won't stop coming! I'm getting scared, okay... I seriously think you have a very rich stalker on your ass!"Amara just laughed on the other line, telling Peter to be a man, and forward all of her incoming calls to her mobile. It has been three days and he was either smitten by her or just wouldn't take no as an answer.
"Damn... you still haven't got laid haven't you?"She was deep in her work, flipping pages and scribbling her gold Montblanc pen on her trusty yellow pad."Peter shut it. I'm having a breakthrough. We might have a plan on how to stop the worker...""Yeah, you also managed to stop your libido the moment you started working here. I'm worried about you, boss."Peter took a seat in front of her knowing that she needed the sexual intervention."Even your stalker had stopped sending you those flowers. I seriously don't want you to be one of those cat ladies, because Amara... with your money, I'm afraid to imagine how many cats you might harbor."He put a hand on hers to stop her from writing. She looked at him then bite her lip, remembering what had happened a couple of days ago.How Antonio had kissed her and leave her, and how she tried to have sex with Sergio but just didn't feel like it. Peter might be onto something, she thought."I might just have one very big cat you know?""Yup, just
They arrived at his place in less than an hour. He was sexually charged, she was sexually hungry. Both were feeling the tension but were keeping their frustration down until it all blows up behind his doors."You want to drink?""Seriously? I've spent hours on these and you're asking me if..." s
"I'm definitely liking what I'm seeing..."Peter greeted her with a steaming hot cup of coffee as she was looking dead tired from the lack of sleep that she had last night."I don't even know why I'm at the office already. I'm so far..."
"You know you're making me lose money on your lease right?" he asked as he stepped into her luxurious penthouse."I know and you're about to lose more than your money right now. Let's start with your shirt, I want to see what you're wearing tonight."*****
A couple ofmonths later..."Amara, baby, I love you.""Me too, but we can't, not here baby..."
"Amara honey, wake up...""Peter, tell me I've just woken up from a dreadful nightmare?" Amara asked as she felt the warm swell of her eyes."Oh...boss, I wish it was my nightmare. I truly do. But Rick and your father's lawyer Bradley is here, they have some issues that they would like to discus
"I just had a long conversation with the Lombardi. It's Russo's mafia's family..."Rick addressed Peter, who might not know the fact. He wasn't sure if Amara had informed him about them. But Peter nodded as Amara had told him the first day Rick revealed the information to her."I don't know how
Two Years Later..."Peter, stop messing with the new recruit or I'll have Paolo come and haul your ass out of here.""What? I'm just making sure that she is doing her job. I'll be gone for a week and god knows...""Peter..." Amara looked at him and showing him Paolo's name on her speed dial, then he gave up and leave the intern alone."She will be just fine," Amara smiled at the new intern and assure her that Peter will be following up on her, via emails and video chats.Then Amara told him to get into her office and close the door behind him."You know I love you right?""I do boss, and I love you too..." Peter sat down in front of her."...wait, are you actually being emotional days before I'm going to marry my bad boy?"She laughed at his reference of Paolo, that big oaf of his is more of a g
"You're making me so happy, Amara." Matteo's mom was teary, while his sisters were telling her how beautiful she looked and how Matteo was very lucky to have her."This is your last chance Amara, there's no turning back once you're married to my brother, I'll spoil your kid like a true brat. I'll be his favorite aunt." Alessia was hugging her."I'll be her favorite aunt." Lucia blurted out her words, didn't want her big sister to have all the attention."You'll be too busy with school.""You'll be busy with work." The little sister mocked her."Girls, please... she might cancel the whole thing because of both of you." Matteo's mom reminded them, while Amara just smiled at both sisters loving their sincere love for her and her baby, their baby."Come on let's take our seats and let Amara continue getting ready for the ceremony."H
"Don't worry, he will be just fine. The bullet just nicked his side." The older doctor said as he pats her shoulder silently telling her that everything would be okay."Thank you, Dr. Michaels."Amara was still by his side, while Paolo had just got back from his brief meeting with Leonardo. The mob boss had recently arrived from his meeting abroad, but he was quick to handle the matter delicately with Matteo and the rest of his crew.Duffy was placed in his residence and where it was trashed and made it looked as if he was a victim of a burglary. His body was stage making it appeared as they had killed him on the spot when he caught them breaking into his home."Amara, thank you for staying with him. Matteo is waiting for you in the foyer. I'll take him back to my place.""I can look after him for you, you have your work." Amara was hesitant in leaving her dearest assistant.
"Matteo, you're in so much trouble. I just found out from Peter." Amara greeted him at the door."Oh, yeah about that. I was just about to tell you. You should really stop snooping around.""I told Peter to go here, how could you guys leave him alone at his place...""You did what??""I told him to hideout here, his address is stated at the company's records. He could..."Amara kept on talking while our underboss was already pressing his speed dial and connect himself to Paolo."Peter's place, now. Get your guy to his door." He hangs up with his last words."I'm dropping you off at Leo's. Just hope his guy can be there on time. Come on I'll explain everything on our way there."Amara was quick to put on her flats then get her purse and coat, she was confused and secretly worrying if she had put her precious assistant in real danger by telling him to go to Matteo's."Paolo had tracked Duffy to his place just
"But this does not concern Amara! this is my issue with HR." Peter stands his ground. It was his mistake, he shouldn't let the man be in line for the position. He knows that he was a bit unstable yet he thinks that his name was needed as an option only. Peter didn't think that he would make such threats against Amara who voted no for him.Peter was exhausted when he slipped Duffy's nameinto the candidates' list for the operational director of the new branch. But when the day comes, Amara declined his name saying her dad knows that the man has a gambling problem, and had been he had suspected of taking the company's money."Just be thankful that you know about this and come to us. Look, he's a civilian. It'll be an easy one. Don't worry okay? She's at Matteo's. I told him to keep her there for a couple of days, you just need to call her and make up an excuse." "Oh god, I don't think I can. She kn
"Are you sure? maybe I should wear jeans and a simple blouse?""Amara, you'll look good in anything baby even with only my ring." Matteo tidies her loose strands to the back of her ear."Besides with this dress, I can have easy access to your bare naked thighs.""Matteo!" she slapped his hand when he reached under her dress as she was putting on her designer heels.It was a couple of weeks after they arrived from Paris that Matteo was picking her up for dinner with his family. She was nervous for the whole day, and Peter even took her to Lionel for a full spa day relaxation though it didn't seem to do much good.But she did relax for a couple of hours when Peter decided to bring her work back to her Penthouse. In that couple of hours, she submerged herself in contract approvals, legal issues, and recruitment matters for the expansion of the new marketing and public relation scheme
"Yes, yes...okay." Matteo ended the call and told Amara that Peter is coming. "I don't think Paolo is capable of telling Peter what to do." "Yeah, he got that from me." She smiled, then both heard a knock at the door. "I'll get it." Matteo kissed his new fiance and told her to sit and enjoy her coffee. She stayed in her seat and looked out the window, her mind was back to thinking about her life, her dad, and how her life had changed in just a couple of months. She had never thought that in less than a year everything would change drastically. "Amara! nobody is giving me a straight answer, are you okay?" her trusty assistant was to her side in seconds, then his eyes went straight to her bling and he let out a high pitch scream that made the two mobs rushed to them. "OH MY GOD!" Peter hugged his beautiful boss and congratulate her, but then within moments he asked
"The condom what? Jeez, how the fuck can you do that? nevermind...don't answer it." Paolo sounded a bit shocked yet he was amused by his situation. "Just, hack the feed to her hallway. Nothing should happen, but I need her safe. I'll be back in an hour maximum two, and don't say anything to Peter." Matteo ended the call and took a taxi to the nearest jewelry store after he asks the hotel concierge before he leaves the hotel. He didn't know how to choose a ring, he hasn't got a clue about jewelry all he knows it's gotta be expensive. But then he was reminded of Amara's simple taste then he groaned when the sales lady was giving him so many choices. He has been looking for more than half an hour and he was running out of time. "Sir, I advise you to take a couple of pictures and send it to her best friend, or someone close to her who knows her taste..." the woman looked at him with pity, he cleared his
"You know that I don't like you flirting with strangers? I thought we've established that conclusion back at the Keys?" Peter nervously followed behind his still angry boyfriend, while Paolo opens his room and locked both of them inside the luxurious and stylish suite. "I'm sorry? I didn't expect you...""Hmm...wrong answer, baby," Paolo cuts his words and wrapped his hand to Peter's neck and made him looked straight at him. "I... I'm sorry." Paolo didn't say anything he just kissed him possessively, his hand was holding him tighter. He was pulling him flat to his body, his other hand was to his waist keeping him still as he ravished the squirming assistant and silenced him with his deep passionate kisses.Peter moaned in his arms, he had never been with a very dominant man, and he was finding it a bit too arousing. "You are mine, Peter."