BENTLEY'S POV"You're going to have to put this on."I was still lying on the bed. I tried to sit up but Luca put his hand on my shoulder to stop me, forcing me to lay still.He helped me put on the shirt and I felt myself get wet as his fingers brushed my breast as he helped me put on the shirt, sending chills racing down my spine and eliciting an involuntary moan from my mouth. My blush deepened at the sound, and I averted my gaze, embarrassed beyond belief.Once he pulled the shirt closed, he smiled again, his expression tender."Better?" he asked, his voice low.I nodded shyly.I averted my eyes again, embarrassed and ashamed that he had seen me ogling his body, and attempted to change the subject. "Can you help me get that novel on my desk?" I asked, desperate to distract myself. Anything was better than dwelling on my confusing feelings.Luca looked puzzled. "Which one?" he queried."That one!" I pointed to the shelf above my night table, indicating which book I was referring to
BENTLEY'S POV"It's like living in a romance novel, minus the romance and double the awkwardness," I joked, earning a laugh from her.Accalia's laughter echoed through the phone. "I need to see this. Stay safe, and keep me posted on your 'pregnancy' saga!""I will. Love you, bye!"Hanging up, I couldn't help but smile at the craziness of it all. Luca, still reading, looked up briefly. "Interesting book?" I asked, curious about his sudden interest in my novel."It's... enlightening," he replied with a straight face, returning to the book."So, am I as intriguing as your billionaire boss in there?" he asked, nodding towards the novel."More like the stoic bodyguard who secretly has a heart of gold," I replied, smiling despite the pain coursing through my body.Luca just rolled his eyes but continued reading, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement. I shook my head, amused. Life had taken a strange turn, but at least it wasn't boring. And with Luca by my side, pretending to be m
BENTLEY'S POV"I'm bored out of my mind," I confessed, throwing my hands up in exasperation. "Can we watch some TV? I think a change of scenery would do me good, and I could use some mind-numbing entertainment."Luca closed the book, marking his page with a finger, and considered me for a moment. "TV, huh? I was getting to the good part but I suppose I can take a break for some quality television. Any preferences?""Anything that's not a documentary on the mating habits of insects," I quipped, grimacing at the memory of accidentally stumbling upon one such program during a late-night channel surfing expedition.Laughing, Luca stood up and strolled over to me. "Your wish is my command, miss clumsy," he declared, bowing slightly in mock solemnity before scooping me up bridal style without any warning."Luca!" I yelped, surprised by the sudden lift, my arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. "A little warning next time?""And miss the opportunity to see you flustered? Never," he tea
MAX'S POVSitting in that overly cushy chair, with my arm in a cast and my head feeling like it had been used as a soccer ball, I had to admit, this was not how I envisioned my heroic return. There I was, Max, the guy who'd taken a beating trying to be the knight in shining armor, and what do I find? My damsel in distress cozying up with Luca, the guy who probably doesn't even know the meaning of 'distress'."So, Max, enjoying the view from over there?" Luca quipped, breaking me out of my reverie.I shot him a look that I hoped conveyed all the dignity I could muster in my current state. "Oh, absolutely. It's not every day you get to see a live reenactment of 'Beauty and the Beast'. Tell me, Luca, who's playing the beast in this scenario?"Luca just laughed, that annoyingly confident sound. "Well, considering the state you're in, I'd say you're auditioning pretty well for the part."I couldn't help but chuckle, even though it hurt. "Touché. But at least I wear it better."Our hostess,
BENTLEY'S POV"Something with explosions," Luca declared, but the twinkle in his eye told me he'd enjoyed our emotional detour just as much as I had.The beautiful moment between us was abruptly interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. Luca and I exchanged puzzled looks. "Are you expecting anyone?" he asked, eyebrows raised."Nope," I replied, just as baffled. "Maybe it's a delivery?"Luca stood, setting the remote down. "I'll check it out. You stay put."As he walked to the door, I couldn't help but wonder who it could be at this hour. My question was answered a moment later when Luca opened the door to reveal Max, standing there in bandages and a hand cast, looking like he'd just escaped from a hospital soap opera."What happened to you?" Luca asked, shock evident in his voice but amusement twinkling in his eyes.Max glared at him, trying to push past into the living room, his eyes landing on me. "I had a little accident," he said, trying to sound nonchalant but clearly fishing for
ACCALIA'S POV"Hey, girl!" I greeted, my voice bubbling with the usual energy as I cradled the phone between my shoulder and ear, continuing to pack for the impromptu trip with Don."Accalia, you won't believe what happened today," she began, her voice a blend of excitement and drama that instantly piqued my interest."Oh, spill it! I'm just packing for a trip with Don," I replied, eager for a distraction."Guess what? My family thinks I'm pregnant. And Luca—yes, THE Luca—pretended to be my loving boyfriend to protect me," she shared, her laughter infectious, unraveling the story of her faux pregnancy and the familial confrontation. I listened, my response a mix of shock and amusement, perfectly complementing her narrative."No way! Luca? Mr. Ice himself? And wait, pregnant?!" I couldn't hold back my laughter. "This sounds like one of your romance novels!""I know, right? It's like I'm living in 'My Baby Daddy is a Billionaire Boss' or something," she joked, and I could almost see her
ACCALIA'S POV"Then, let's go, shall we?" I replied politely, taking his lack of response as a sign of agreement.“Yeah, let's go." He followed me downstairs, pausing to grab a bottle of water for himself before heading towards the front door. But then something suddenly occurred to him, as evidenced by the way his face softened when he turned his piercing glare back upon me. "I'll meet you outside in a couple minutes?"I nodded mutely, watching his retreating figure disappear down the hall. As soon as the doors closed, I slumped against the wall, letting out a deep breath, unable to contain the emotions that had been building inside me since yesterday. As I stood there, alone, my thoughts were consumed by the events of the last several days. "Young miss."I looked up to see Enzo waving at me happily, the sight causing my heart to warm. Though, the familiarity of the gesture also served as a reminder of the circumstances surrounding the incident earlier today. "Hello, Enzo. How is
ACCALIA POVI hesitated, unsure if he was telling the truth, if he'd even told me the entire truth. The way he'd brushed off my questioning eyes suggested otherwise, but I decided not to push the issue, knowing that he wouldn't tell me.I nodded silently, unsure of where this sudden decision had come from, but accepting nevertheless. "Well, then that sounds like fun." My voice sounded hollow even to my own ears, but I hoped that Don would be too engrossed with his plans to care. He must have sensed my discomfort, for he turned his head and flashed a quick but reassuring smile. But, instead of returning my smile, he seemed to grow more distant, his gaze fixed once again on the window before us, his fingers tightening around one another.After some time had passed, I began to feel nervous, my mind spinning rapidly with the numerous possibilities that presented themselves. What if he changed his mind? What if it became a disaster? What if I ended up trapped somewhere, far away from h