After twenty minutes, there’s a knock on my door. I double-checked the clock to be sure I still had time because Alexander said an hour and a half, but I still feared that he might change his mind and be here again…. I went and opened the door holding my breath but it wasn’t Alex.
“Ms.Isabella McQueen?” A sophisticated young woman is standing there, with a big box in her hands.
I furrowed my eyebrows. “Yes... that’s me!” I said slowly.
“I have a package for you. Sign here.” She said with a bored voice that shows this is her job and it’s her mantra.
I signed my name on the paper and she handed me the big box and then left straight away.
I sighed, closed the door and then took the box inside. There’s a bow on it and a small piece of paper with my name on it. I was confused about it because I hadn’t ordered anything nor did I know anyone in this city who co
“Nothing..big. I’m just making spaghetti with sauce. With the Italian recipe, my mother used to make it.” He added after a moment, answering my question. My mouth watered and my stomach growled. He narrowed his eyes at me, all traces of his smile gone and I knew that he wanted to say something but then changed his mind and turned right back to the stove.I followed the amazing smell and it led me to the sauce, cooking slowly on the stove. I peeked at Alex and I saw he was already watching me in amusement. “Do you wanna try it?” He offered.I nodded eagerly and his lips perked up at the corners. He came behind me, reached with his one hand around me and stepped a little bit closer so he was touching me everywhere. I inhaled sharply at the first contact. Then, he carefully brought the wooden spoon up to my lips, willing them to open.I wrapped my lips around the wooden spoon and when the delicious taste hit my tongue,
I had been there before but tonight, this place seemed completely strange and unknown to me. And I knew it had everything to do with my nerves.I jumped up when I felt Alex’s warm hand wrapping around my calves and putting them up on his legs. I watched him with big, questionable eyes when he started taking off my heels. “Alex, what are you doing?” I tried to pull my legs back but he gripped them tighter.Alexander smiles reassuringly. “Just relax, baby.” And my eyebrows shot up as there’s something very wrong in this situation.When he had my feet bare, he put his hands on them and started to lightly massage them. I threw my head back, my eyes rolling back and a moan escaped from my lips. I clamped my mouth shut when I realized what I did and I peeked at Alex only to see that he was now very still, his hands were unmoving and he watched me, his eyes wide open.I didn’t know what to say or if I sh
I woke up more tired than I went to bed last night, it seemed. I didn’t sleep well & I had trouble falling asleep when I did, I had a lot of nightmares waking me up and then had trouble falling back asleep again.I looked exactly how I was feeling; tired, vain and sad. I didn’t eat much but only drank a big cup of tea and dragged me to work although I wasn’t feeling good today.Everyone noticed my pale and shaggy appearance but didn’t comment on it including John and Saira and I was relieved because I didn’t have the strength to explain myself to anyone.After a few hours of work and then I went to the restroom to freshen up a bit but when I was exiting from it, a big, muscular arm wrapped around me from behind, pulling me into a big, solid body. I wanted to scream but I heard him saying: “Hello, dolcezza (sweetheart)!” followed by a kiss on my cheek.My body
I sighed shakily. “I gave you everything I had, I trusted you, I loved you, I believed in you, I chose you over anything but what you did do? You kept betraying me, lying to me on my face. If my brother didn’t tell me then I won’t be able to ever know about that marriage of yours. I’ve lost my child, my pride, my dignity even myself but now I don’t have anything to lose, not even you because I’ve realized that I never have you.”. I closed my eyes to not let more tears fall down my cheeks. “I don’t know how you can expect me to not cry when it was like you stabbed me in my heart and kept twisting the knife to make the wound bigger,” I admitted, my voice laced with pain.Alexander let out a ragged breath then he placed his forehead on mine, our noses touching. I didn’t back away this time.“I’m sorry,” Alexander said quietly, his breath hitting my lips. “I’m s
When he called me in the middle of the day about the dinner, I told him to take away from Emily-West Village of Lower Manhattan because I love their Pizzas and wanted him to try them too. He arrived on time as I was freshened up and exited from my room. We ate our food in a comfortable silence. He, commented on food and me, telling him about how I first got to know about them and also how I met Saira there for the first time. After doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen, we sat down at the dining table and drank a delicious wine.After finishing our drinks at the same time, Alexander only stared at me until I got all uncomfortable and nervous. Not that I wasn’t all that before, but he’s getting me in an even worse state.He suddenly stood up. “Come.” He said and stuck his hand out for me to take. My eyes dropped on it and I stared at it for some long seconds, before I reluctantly took it.He pulled me up from the chair
I made a sound in my throat to show him how displeased I was with his choice. “Please.” was the only thing I could get past my mouth and the only word I could manage with my currently non-functioning brain. Alexander groaned lowly. “Fanculo, piccola (F**k, baby).” He gritted out. “Wrap your legs around me.” He said and when I did as he said, without a second thought he lifted me & crashed his mouth on mine, and started to walk us both to my bedroom.He gently put me down on the bed, hovering above me. He never once broke our lips apart & I was starting to get light-headed from having no air. But the passion and the need for him were stronger than the primary need to breathe.When he shifted his body & unconsciously rubbed himself against me, I had to break our kiss to throw my head back & moan lowly.It’s been too long & I’m too needy, too sens
But I didn’t sleep well and my dreams weren’t pleasant at all. Even though I was wrapped around Alexander he was holding me tight to his chest.I still woke up at midnight, screaming out, catching my breath, my face wet from tears and sweat.I panicked even more when I couldn’t sit up in bed to catch my breath because it felt like someone’s holding my throat in a chokehold.I forgot where I was for a moment and who was with me because all I knew was that I had to get out of the tight hold that I couldn’t move my body out of & get some fresh air or maybe some water. But Alexander startled up, waking with a panic; “Bell?” had my heart race increasing for a moment and then slowing down slowly.I thrust my fingers into the mess of my hair and a loud sob escaped me while the tears that never stopped falling since that nightmare I had, started falling even faster, rolling down my already wet cheeks.
The interview for U.S Weekly magazine went quite well as they inquired mostly about my business, work, upcoming projects and the collaboration with Dream n’ Built, as well as about the working experience with John Dream.I was beyond exhausted from the work & the interview so I went to my place after the interview had ended. Alexander wasn’t at home because he went to his lawyer to discuss something related to his business. He has an import export business & that’s why my brother used him for his success because he’s involved in the business of drugs and founding the clubs, casinos etc. He had connections but not more than Alexander has. I always admired him because he was a self-made man and his family’s business was at a loss when he started to help his father. He was only 18 at that time and he completed his degree in law along with managing the work. When his father passed away and his mother married another man, he got control over the business as he’s the only child of them. He a