Stella POV
I recognized her from the party, and she appeared to be really lovely. She is Alessio's mother.
" Hello, sweetheart, aren't you Valentina's daughter that she always talks about?" I smiled sheepishly, "Yes, I am. Hi," She smiled, and she gave me a hug.
"Come in, sweetheart." She said warmly, "I never imagined you coming here," She remarked, "Is there a reason you came here today?"
She questioned while giving me a drink of lemonade, which was refreshing in the heat. I said "thank you" immediately.
Yep, I said a little too excited , "I came here for Alessio." She seemed startled.
"WHAT! "You came here for Alessio; oh my god, I cannot believe he finally found a girlfriend, and he did not even bother to tell m-" I flinched in response to her scream, spilling some of my drink on me.
I swiftly interrupted her, "Wait! The professor gave us an assignment to work on together, so I came here to complete it with him."
She answered, "Oh," appearing dumbfounded, which caused me to laugh. "Well, a project is usually where it all begins, isn't it? She asked in a playful manner."
I was perplexed as I stared at her. "I'll wait. You'll be the one, I'll guarantee. Oh, and he's in his room upstairs " she said, pointing me the way,
I got up and walked over to his room. I repeatedly knocked, but he did not answer.
I hesitantly opened it and looked inside. But I failed to spot anyone. I soon heard shower noises coming from bathroom.
So I assumed that he was in the shower. I softly shut the door and walked over to his bed.
I was pleasantly surprised by how clean his room appeared to be. Everything was arranged and put in its right positions. that I loved.
I was inspecting his place when the restroom door abruptly opened. As he walked out of it, bringing his body into display.
His hair is dripping wet, and the bottom half of his body is covered in a towel.
JUST A TOWEL
I tried not to stare at his exposed skin, but I couldn't manage it.
He had a muscular body, and the water dripping down from his hair fell to his well-defined abs- "Stella, my eyes are up here," he said with a sly grin, breaking me away from my not-so-good thoughts.
"Oh-uh, I'm sorry," I said quickly, looking down with a heated face. He smiled . "Are you prepared to study?" he inquired, smiling. "Mhmm, sure," I replied quietly, looking down.
"Well, I should probably change first, I'll be right back," he added. After a few moments, he steps back in wearing a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants.
How can that simple clothing make him appear so amazing?
The black t-shirt is firmly gripping his body, displaying hi- "If you're done staring, may we start?" he asked again smirking yet again pulling me free from my thoughts. "Oh, yeah," I stammered.
Then we started working on the project, but I was uncomfortable because my crop top was itching from the lemonade that was spilled on it.
"Are you okay?" Alessio inquired, sensing my discomfort. "Yeah, I'm fine; it's just that my top is itching because I accidentally spilled lemonade on it," I replied, embarrassed.
He stood up without saying anything and went to his closet, returning shortly with a white hoodie. "Here, wear this," he said as he handed me the hoodie.
"Oh, no, it's fine; I'll manage," I responded, not wanting to bother him. "Stella, put it on." "Just give it back to me when you go to school," he explained.
I paused for a moment "Thank you so much," I exclaimed, preparing to give him a hug when I recalled the lemonade. "I'll give you the hug when I change," I chuckled, making him smile.
I went to change my clothes in the restroom. His hoodie appears to be so large on me that it reaches my mid-thighs. It smells exactly like him. I enjoy it.
I returned from the restroom and sat down next Alessio to resume the project. I gazed at him, and he continued to stare at me.
"What's wrong with there being something on my face?" I asked suddenly, feeling embarrassed. "Huh, oh-no, I just got carried away." "Let's continue," he said.
We were working on our project, which was going well. There was a little knock on the door, and we both turned to face it. The door opened to see a young child being held by a maid, based by her clothes.
"SIO!" exclaimed the small girl, making me gasp in admiration. "You can set her down, please," Alessio replied respectfully to the maid, and she did.
With a large smile on her face, the tiny girl began crawling fast towards Alessio.
"Hey,little Aurora," Alessio cooed to her. He took her up and walked over to me. "This is Aurora, my little sister," he explained.
"Oh my god, I had no idea you had a sister," I exclaimed, surprised. "Yep, I hear that all the time," he confessed.
"May I take her?" I inquired, extending my arm towards her, as she looked at me with her big green eyes, which were similar to her brother's.
"Oh, I don't think she will let you. She does not like anyone except for u-" he said, cutting himself off as Aurora extended her little arms and leaned her body towards me.
"Oh well, that's something different; she doesn't generally let strangers carry her," he added, embarrassedly rubbing his head, which made me laugh, causing Aurora to giggle cutely. "See, she already likes me more than you," I boasted.
"No, that's never going to happen; I'm always her favorite," he said. "Yeah, well see about that," I said, playing with Aurora as she giggled with me.
I saw Alessio look at us with a small smile as he turned his attention toward the project.