There will a heavy amount of translation from Italian to English in this Chapter. Sorry, but it'll be worth it.
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"Is it enough for another month?" She asked hopefully. I should have already been paid up for the rest of this month.
I watched the man count the money in my hand, smiling as he looked her up and down several times. "Three weeks into next month. Of course if you took my up on my offer it would be a lot less."
"I'll make sure you get cash for the last week." She responded with a monotone voice, before turning and heading up the stairs.
After she was out of sight I walked inside, my attention fixed on the man behind the counter. He was still chuckling to himself when he saw me walking towards him. "You take no more money from that girl. She's probably already paid you enough for six months already anyways."
"Of...of...course Mr. Lombardi." He stuttered out.
"Glad to see that you're an agreeable man." I smiled as I finished passing the desk and began to hurry up the stairs in hopes to catch up to her again.
As I stopped at the top of the stairs looking both way, I caught sight of her trying to unlock her door. Quietly I started walking in her direction. "Mia, you're probably going to think that I'm some sort of sick maniac, but we didnt have a chance to finish our conversation earlier before you rushed out."
She turned looking at me with a horrified and shameful look. "You followed me? Why?"
"Because...well...I was going to offer to do another interview with you, but you rushed off so fast after I offered to walk you home." I explained calmly walking closer to her. As I came to a stop in front of the door she was in front of, her entire body turned to face me, as she pressed her back tightly against the door. I watched all of her movements carefully. She swallowed harshly under my gaze, but she didn't seem to be as scared as most would be to have me follow them. "And I had to find out first hand whether or not you were as captivating outside of my club as you were inside."
Blushing Mia looked at the ground where she stood, trying her best to control her breathing. As close as we were standing, I could see her hands shaking lightly, as her knees twitched as though she was fighting to keep them in place.
"Ti faccio paura colomba?" I smirked, planting my hands on either side of door frame, leaning in closer to her. "Vuoi correre e nasconderti?" (Do I scare you dove? / Do you want to run and hide?)
"Non spaventato signore, non sei il mostro di cui sussurrano, lo posso dire dai tuoi occhi." She whispered lightly in response. "Non voglia nasconderti, altro che il mio nervasismo." (Not scared sir, you're not the monster they whisper of, I can tell by your eyes. / I wish to hide nothing more than my nervousness from you.)
I felt my eyes widen in shock at her response. "Consci litalinao?" (You know Italian?)
"Si, fluentmente." She answered confidently. (Yes, fluently.)
"How?"
"I worked at a small Italian diner for several years, it was owned by an absolutely wonderful older couple, they taught me so that we could understand each other without having what they called their horrible English getting in the way." She chuckled.
"Significa ceh sai chi sono? Quello che faccio? Cosa sono capace do fare?" I whispered, leaning down to her ear. (Does that mean you know who I am? / What I do? / What Im capable of doing?)
"Si." She replied calmly. (Yes.)
"Eppure non hia paura di stare qui da solo con me? Nessuno verrebbe di corsa se urlassi." I whispered again in reply. (Yet you're not scared to stand here alone with me? / No one would come running if you screamed.)
"Vorrei credere che non vorresti farmi del mate." Mia blushed, looking up at me from under her eyelashes, as she bit lightly on the right side of her bottom lip. (I would like to believe that you wouldn't want to hurt me.)
"Se solo sapessi cosa voglio davvero fare con te in questo momento." I laughed deeply. "Quello a cui ho pensato do quando to ho visto la prima sera, piccola colomba me hai incantato, sei tutto cio su ciu potevo concentrarmi per tutta la sera." (If you only knew what I really wanted to do with you right now. / What I've been thinking about since I saw you the first time tonight as you came into the club this evening, little dove you have me enchanted, youre all I could focus on all evening.)
"Almeno non saro piu una dsitrazione dal to lavoro ora che non lavoro piu per te." She sniffled lightly. "Ti devo un grazie per avermi permesso di conservare I miei consigli di strasera, dopotutto non dovevi proprio farlo." (At least I will no longer be a distraction from you work now tha tI do not work for you anymore. I do you a Thank you for allowing me to keep my tips from tonight, you didnt really have to after all.)
"Forse ce un modo per ottenere entrambi cio che vogliamo adesso. Tu manterral il tuo lavoro e io vedrei quanto puoi esseri incantevole." I grinned. "Ti sembra un affare a cui saresti interessato, piccola colomba?" (Maybe theres a way we can both get what we want right now. You would keep your job and I would get to see just how enchanting you can be. / Does that sound like a deal youd be interested in little dove?)
Her eyes met mine almost instantly, with a somewhat shocked, yet worried look in them.
Smirking I looked deeper into her amazing ghostly green eyes. They were definitely green, though they were so light that they seemed as though they were other worldly. Without realizing what my body was doing, I felt my lips crashing onto hers with an overwhelming need Ive never felt before in my entire life. As if I wasnt in control of my own action, my hands slid from the frame of the door and found their way to each of her cheeks, holding her place. Her lips were soft, warm and so amazingly welcoming, that the feeling of her returning the kiss startled me. Then the feeling of her arms wrapping around my shoulders made me almost feverish. Slowly I allowed my hands to drift down caressing her shoulders, down to her waist, then coming forward feeling the soft skin of her stomach under my hands. As my fingers found the button to her jeans, I heard her gasp loudly and instantly pull away.
"I can't do this." She blurted out quickly. "I can't sleep with you just to keep my job."
"Maybe you'd enjoy yourself more than you think you would." I laughed.
"Only if you're wanting to be with an awkward and completely inexperienced virgin." She said shyly.
Looking at here with a questioning look, when she allowed a deep blush to cross her face, I felt a grin cross my own. Though to be honest it was nothing compared to the smile I was hiding behind my grin. "My little dove has never been touched?" Stepping back I looked over her carefully one more time. "When was the next time you were scheduled to work?"
"Today...well yesterday was Tuesday so that means that I wasn't scheduled again until Friday at noon."
"Good." I chuckled lightly, as I started to walk away. "Ill be picking you up tonight at 7:45, there will be a package delivered for you at around roughly 5:00."
Mia's POV
I must have stood there in shock for almost fifteen minutes, before I turned and finally got my door unlocked. As soon as I had the door cracked open, there was a wrenching pain in my chest. I could still feel his lips pressed against mine and how his hands felt brushing against my skin.
I don't know what came over me at that moment, but my hand fell from my keys as I turned on my heels and started to run. By the time I stopped my legs were burning, my cheeks were stained with tears and I was pounding on the side door of the club. 'Please still be here!'
I waited and waited, but no one answered. Eventually I stopped and slowly made my way to my still open door, pulled my keys from the door and walked into the empty room. After another minute I shut the door and locked the door, then collapsed onto the tiny twin bed that sat close to the door.
'Don't get your hope up Mia, you'll be lucky if he lets you keep working since you didn't give him what he wanted'