'This is becoming pointless'
"You know what? I need to make a call. I'll be back then we can pick up from where we left off" "Sure. Just come back soon, babe" And with that, I stood up and walked out of the hall.
If something weren't done, I would waste the entire night trying to get those documents from him while he was too distracted by his perverted thoughts.
I kept walking and walking, not sure where but only stopped at a garden with black railings at either side of the path. I pulled out my phone once scanning the area for anyone and began dialing my dad's line. I tried multiple times before he finally answered.
"Dad?" "Yes Naya, Qualche problema [any problem]?" "In un certo senso, sì[In a way, yes]" I began explaining how I won't be able to get the documents tonight. Telling him how Michael was too distracted by his perverted thoughts even to say, think, or do anything aside from wanting to bring me to his bed.
"I know" was all he said. "Gaining the trust and loyalty of a womanizer isn't a one-night job, it's something that takes time. Andare al ballo era solo una scusa per incontrarlo [Going to the ball was just an excuse to meet him], you'll still continue meeting him" he added. I hissed in annoyance.
Time wasn't something I was willing to give to this mission. Just like all the rest, I wanted it to be done as soon as possible so I could move on to another.
"So just go back and continue with the act. Remember that you are a woman, use it to your advantage and bring him to his kneels" he added in a spine-chilling voice and hung up.
'F*ck!' I gritted between my teeth and kicked the rails.
"Lost your way, love?" a deep, husky voice asked from behind me. I turned to see the guy standing on the podium earlier on, 'Don' as most people called him. My heart missed a beat when he came closer, enabling me to see him.
His hair was as black as the wings of a raven, and his eyes were strikingly green instead of the rather dull ones of his siblings. He was tall and well-built, so much so that I felt like an ant compared to him. He smirked and I lost it. My heart began pounding violently against my ribcage and I was afraid he could hear it.
'What the f*ck is wrong with me?'
"Were you following me?" I asked gathering back my confidence and recomposing myself. "That's a weird question seeing as you're in my house after all" "Hmm" I hummed discontented. "I just needed to make an important phone call" "With your dad?" I froze. He had been with me the entire time I was on the phone! Well, luckily for me, I and my dad converse in Italian most especially regarding things like this, in case someone was eavesdropping.
"So you were spying on me" "You could say that" he replied and stepped closer to me, making me tensed, "Or you could say I saw an extremely attractive lady inside my house and decided to talk to her" his smirk grew wider.
"Well spying and following aren't the right way to do so," I said and moved out of the circle he was slowly making around me. Before he could reply, we heard music playing from the hall where the ball was being held. I turned my head to see what was going on and saw people dancing.
"Come dance with me then!" he said and held my hand, "I don't know how to" "I'll teach you," he said, and with that, he pulled me with him back to the hall where we stood in the middle.
He placed my hand on his shoulder, held the other one, and placed a hand at the back of my waist. "One leg at a time" he guided softly and carried my body along with his.
He was smooth, effortless, and perfect on his feet, holding me in his arms, gently pulling my body with his, I could spend the entire night dancing like this with him.
He held steady eye contact with me, his gaze burning deep into my eyes as though he were studying me. It made me hot and caused my heart to beat faster.
"You're a quick learner, love" he complimented, "I have a name" I snapped, "You also have a fiery attitude," he said with a teasing smirk.
"I saw you earlier with my brother. Are you another date of his?" "So what if I am? Were you jealous?" "Don't push your luck, love. I wanted to be sure a beautiful lady like you wasn't wasting time on Michael" he replied.
"He is cool. I kinda like him" I teased with a grin, "Cool?" he arched a brow upwards, "Do you see him anywhere? No. That's because he is upstairs with your best friend right now, most definitely screwing her in his bed" he whispered in my ear and I lost it.
Of course. Elizabeth couldn't control herself, she never did. And now because of her carefree attitude to sex, she had as well ruined this mission for me. My only chance was now his brother.
'As if I would be able to pull it off without falling for him first'
"You look cuter when you're angry" "Stop trying to hit on me after revealing such to me" I bellowed in annoyance. "Come with me, let me show you something" he offered, or rather ordered, because before I even got a chance to answer, I was already walking with him up the stairs.
The audacity this man had to be doing all this to me.
We came to a room that seemed to be for storage. Though it was neatly arranged, boxes were stacked upon each other at various ends of the room. In the middle, however, was a red rose in a glass container.
He took the glass cover off and took the rose. He walked over to me and pinned it behind my ear. "This is for you, love," he said.
Normally, I would have laughed and said it was all ridiculous, but the gesture felt so nice and heartwarming coming from him that I couldn't even utter a word. "Immediately you walked through that door today, you had this aura around you that just drew my attention to you. Even without seeing your face, I already know you're the most beautiful woman I've seen so far".
Did he really mean what he was saying? He didn't even know me yet. Whichever way, my heart was beating faster with each word he said.
"There's something else" he brought back my attention, "S-Sure. What is it?" he smirked and came closer to me. One hand encircled my waist and the other cupped my cheeks. "Don?" I called weakly but he didn't answer.
His gaze left my eyes and dropped to my lips. My cheeks burned up as he slowly inched closer to my face. I closed my eyes and soon felt his hot, soft lips on mine, sucking and nibbling on it gently.
He parted my lips and inserted his tongue immediately. His tongue came in contact with mine, causing goosebumps to rise on my arms.
I tried pulling away, but he held me firmly with him. A moan escaped my mouth as he bit my lower lip and immediately soothed it with a swift lick just before letting me go. I opened my eyes and already found him staring at me with desire-filled eyes.
Our faces were both flushed, and I was still catching my breath. My phone buzzed with a message from my dad.
'Come home, now!' it read.
Mustering up my voice, "I um... I have to go" I announced looking back into his eyes even when they were making me melt. "The party isn't even over yet" "Yes but I have been called back home, so I have to leave," I said and turned back to the door.
"You never told me your name, love" he called. I turned my head to him, smirked, and walked out of the door.