Naitee
Alessio and Aria are yelling in Italian and I don't understand a single word.
It all started this morning when Aria proposed that she and I were going to take one of the private jets to Milano to shop but when she went to clear it with Alessio all hell broke loose. I'm getting a sense that Alessio doesn't appreaciate us hanging out very much.
Suddenly the door swings open and Alessio is standing in the door opening a terrifying smile on his face.
"Goodmorning Naitee, we leave for Milano in twenty minutes." He walks past me and I could swear that his hand swept over my ass as he walked by. Just light enough that I felt it and Aria couldn't see it.
"Everything alright?" I ask as she steps out of his office. The very same office from yesterday. I stare at the desk for a second before looking back to a disgruntled looking Aria.
"Yes I am fine it is just that my husband is impossible." I feel a sting of anger at her calling him her husband after what she did but I push it down. I'm just as bad as she is.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Is he really coming with us?" Aria nods slowly and looks at me.
"Yes but that will be fine, he always left early when we went shopping and I am sure he will do the same now." I sure hope so, I don't want to spend more time with Alessio than I have to. It's like I can feel him corrupting my soul by just being near me.
"Okay then, I'm going to go change. I feel like I'm not fit for Milano in this." I have never really been into clothes but being in Italy makes me want to dress like Aria does. Flawlessy elegant and modern.
"Oh please Naitee you would look beautiful in anything." I feel my cheeks heat at her words. I'm not used to being complimented in such a blatant way. Like it's a fact and not compliment.
"I-- Thank you." For the first time since I came her yesterday I actually find my way back to my room without any help and I go directly for the closet. I pick up one of the white tie dresses that nicely compliments my brown skin and I miss the gold jewellery that I used to wear as a kid. It would've looked so good with this. My hair is slightly greasy and messy but I don't have the energy to shower so I just brush it back into a ponytail with one of the brushes in the massive, luxurious bathroom. I slip my feet into the low white pumps and take one of the thin jackets. It's november but it's still warm in Italy apparently.
I try to make my way down to the front entrance but I get lost again, I sigh loudly, stop and spin in place. How can a house be so beautiful and a maze at the same time. This house doesn't even need guards, it's a trap itself.
"Hello!? Anybody there?!" I scream tentitively. It's so embarassing that I stop after doing it twice though and just wait instead.
"Omg this is just ridicoulous." I mumble to myself an wander down the corridoor I'm standing in. Occasionally there are doors or large expensive windows but none of them help me locate the entrance. They all just have the same view, vast grass and gardens with a solid grey stripe at the end.
I wander for what feels like hours but I have no idea what time it is since I don't have a phone. In the end the corridoor comes to an end with a wide door. I hesitate for a second before grabbing the handle and pulling the door open.
I still at the sight. It's a room that's filled with pictures of me. Random security footage and proffessional photos alike. The room is small, almost like it was a broom closet before it became stalker central. From what I can see the photos go back to a few months before I met Alessio. He must've had someone hack the FBI security feed. That's crazy. Like actual crazy. The professional photos are of me in Alaska before Alessio found me, atleast from the dates at the bottom right corner of the picture. I stagger back out of the room and close the door carefully as if it would erase what I just saw. There's a weird feeling in my stomach and I don't know what to think of it. I walk back down the corridor and finally meet someone. Gabriella. She looks up from her smartphone and stares at me.
"Hi sorry, I'm lost. Can you just like show me the way to the entrance." She sighs and puts her phone into her back pocket.
"Si , come with me." I feel like I'm ten again trailing after my mom after she lost me in the grocery store. Gabriellas heels click against the floor and I think back to when I was her age. When I was a teenager I lived in my sweatpants and studied every second. My plan back then was med school although that changed, drastically.
We finally make it to the entrance and Aria is standing there waiting for me.
"Did you get lost again?" Aria asks and I just nod. Still reeling after what I saw earlier.
When we walk out the door there's a black car idling on the drive way. Alessio is sitting in the backseat on his phone and looking annoyed. Aria waits for me to get in and with horror I realise that I have to sit in the middle of my stalker, and the man I'm sleeping with, and his wife. I push back the urge to sigh and slip into the smooth leather car. It's a sleek black Porsche in a model I've never seen before.
"Why are you late?" Alessio asks in a emotionless voice and I swallow, loudly.
"I got lost." I swear that I can see him smile out of the corner but I don't grace him with a look.
It takes us about ten minutes for us to get to the airport according to the clock on the dash and I'm thankful to not have to sit in this car any longer. The tension is so thick that you could cut it with a knife. The private plane is smaller, this time only three rows of seats and a small room at the back. I sink into one of the seats thankfully. It's next to one of the many windows and I look out at the airport. I drop my jacket on the seat next to me and hope it'll make Alessio and Aria more averse to sitting next to me. I can't deal with the regret, anger, disgust that comes over me like a great wave every time I'm close to them. '
Alessio
Milano is stunning as usual. The streets, the people and the shops. Four years ago I would've been long gone as soon as Aria even came close to a shop but now I follow like a well trained dog. For some reason my temper responded this morning when Aria told me she was taking Naitee to Milano. I have no idea why and now when I walk into the Chanel shop behind I do not know if I regret coming or if I am happy that I did.
Naitee looks so uncomfortable that it is almost comical. It is obvious that she is not used to spending money in this way. Aria basically throws clothes at Naitee and she catches them as carefully as she can.
"Maybe that is enough." I throw at Aria in Italian and she glares at me.
"Relax Alessio we have standing credit here." She answers in Italian and I do not miss the we.
"It is not about the money, wife." I say and Aria sighs before leading Naitee to the changing rooms. I take a seat outside and make myself comfortable. I am assuming that this will take hours from what the bills I get after Arias shopping trips say.
Aria and Naitee laugh in there and I almost go in there just to find out what has her laughing so much but I do not. The door to the stall opens and Naitee stands there in a silk dress that clings to every curve of her body. It shows of her ample breasts perfectly and the green material makes her eyes blaze. Aria steps out from behind her, laughs and says, "You can suprise you fiancee with this back in America yes?" Anger bubbles up in me at her words and I stare deeply into Naitees eyes.
"You will certainly give him a reaction." I say in a voice I hope is unaffected.
Aria ends up forcing Naitee to buy three pieces, the green dress, a blouse and a pair of tights. The bill doesn't matter and when I tell the cashier my name he just nods and writed something dow before handing me the bag.
"Where should we go next? Oh wait I know, you will need underwear and some more casual clothes. I know just the place!" Aria starts walking away from us and I share a look with Naitee.
Aria leads us to a enormous boutique with dolls in the big front widows. Aria smiles and pulls Naitee into the shop by her hand, Naitee gives me a scared look over her shoulder and I grin back at her. Maybe this is how I should torture her the next time she disobeyes me.
Aria gets a cart this time and while Naitee picks up one or two pieces while Aria basically throws down half of the store. Naitee starts to protest when Aria asks her to get her another cart.
"Come on Aria, let me try this on first and then if I want more I'll get another cart." Aria huffs.
"Fine but then I get to pick out your langerie." Aria grins but I can see the blood draining from Naitees face. Naitee casts a quick glance at me before looking back at Aria.
"I-- umm..." Aria jumps a little in place and her blonde hair flies around her.
"Please, Naitee. I will pick up something that will make Jake go feral." Aria whines and Naitee looks at me one last time before nodding.
"Fine, I will go try this on and you can-- Go and pick something out..." Naitee mumbles trailing off in the end but Aria doesn't notice. She has already left for the underwear section of the store and leaving Naitee holding the full cart.
"Ready to undress?" I question, my voice full off suggestion and Naitees eyes widen.
"Are you crazy?" She hisses at me before walking toward the changing rooms. I follow closely behind her and my dick is already starting to get hard at the idea of taking her in one of the spacious changing rooms.
Naitee takes one of the changing room in the corner and I follow her in before she has the chance to close the door in my face.
"I'm not going to change infront of you." She states angrily and I grin. "I have seen you naked already Dolcezza. This will be no different." Her eyebrows raise in a perfect arch.
"This is different. We're in a store and your wife is picking out langerie for me. It is different Rich boy." I tilt my head.
"You know better than too use that name Dolcezza. I cage her in with my arms against one of the three mirrors and her wide eyes stare up at me.
"No, I will do whatever you want. Just not now." She throws the words in my face, her teeth bared.
"Whatever I want?" She starts to shake her head but I'm already backing off.
"Deal, Dolcezza." I say at the same time as I open the changing room door and step out.
She starts to walk toward me but I just grin and close the door.
This day is just keeps getting better and better.