Roman tried to lighten the mood, "You know, you're 18 now, you can't keep jumping into hugs anymore, one day we'll fall!" He chuckled, attempting to tease his sister.
Bianca's expression turned playful, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She folded her arms, "Are you saying I'm getting fat?" Her tone was laced with a hint of sarcasm, clearly baiting him.
Roman knew better than to fall into that trap. Bianca was stunning, with her dark Italian hair and a figure that turned heads. He ignored her jab, knowing she'd keep pressing for a reaction. Instead, he smirked, "How about I make some Lasagna, or maybe I should make a salad since you think you're fat?" He raised an eyebrow, playfully teasing her.
Bianca whined, "When did I say that? Should I take out the ingredients? Come on, don't just stand there!" She pulled him towards the kitchen, her enthusiasm infectious.
As they cooked and chatted, Roman enjoyed the warmth of the moment, savoring the time spent with his sister. Over dinner, they watched a movie, laughing and joking together.
As the night drew to a close, Roman washed up and bid Bianca goodnight, "Sweet dreams, Bibi!" He headed to bed, feeling grateful for the ordinary moments they shared, and the love that filled their little family of two.
Roman woke up early, starting his morning workout and washing up. His routine consisted of push-ups, sit-ups, and stretching, keeping him in great shape. He didn't need a gym, as his physically demanding job at the construction site had already honed his physique. Roman had always prioritized his physical health, knowing it was essential for his line of work.
After finishing his morning routine, Roman made breakfast for Bianca, who was enjoying a weekend off from school. He whipped up some scrambled eggs, toast, and orange juice, making sure she had a nutritious meal to start her day. As she ate, Roman packed her a lunch, making sure she had everything she needed for a relaxing day at home.
With Bianca taken care of, Roman headed outside, knowing he wouldn't find a taxi in this affluent neighborhood, where everyone owned a car. The streets were quiet, with perfectly manicured lawns and grand houses that seemed to stretch up to the sky. Roman was used to walking the considerable distance to work, and he didn't mind it. He had no time to complain, as it was a matter of survival for him and his sister.
As he walked, a black BMW with tinted windows caught his attention. The car's horn beeped twice, "Peep! Peep!" Roman ignored it at first, thinking it was just someone trying to get his attention. But the horn sounded again, and the car pulled up closer, parking right in front of him. Roman's curiosity piqued, he approached the car, wondering who could be behind the tinted windows.
The driver's door opened, and a woman with long, blonde hair and a sharp business suit stepped out, her piercing blue eyes fixed on Roman. Her hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her red lipstick glistened in the morning light. She was stunning, and Roman couldn't help but notice. She approached him with confidence, her high heels clicking on the pavement.
"Good morning," she said, her voice firm but friendly. "My name is Sophia. I've been looking for you, Roman."
Roman raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you want, Ms Sophia?" he asked, his mind racing with possibilities.
Sophia smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Let's just say I have a proposition for you. One that could change your life forever."
Roman's instincts told him to be cautious, but his curiosity was piqued. He nodded, and Sophia gestured to the car. "Shall we talk inside? It's more comfortable, and we can discuss the details."
Roman got into the car, and Sophia followed, her blonde hair and piercing blue eyes captivating his attention. He couldn't deny that the car was both beast and beauty, a luxurious beast that purred smoothly as Sophia started the engine.
"Beautiful, right?" Sophia said, her gaze subtly fixed on Roman as she bit her lower lip. Her beauty was undeniable, and Roman found himself momentarily distracted by her curves and big breast.
"Yeah, beautiful," Roman replied, his eyes fixed on Sophia, his mind racing with possibilities.
"So, what do you need, Ms. Sophia? You said you had a proposition," Roman forced himself to focus on the matter at hand, trying to ignore the seductive tone in her voice.
"Roman, do you know what women want? Older women, I mean? They want excitement and taboos," she spoke in a sultry and seductive voice, her words sending a shiver down Roman's spine.
"But what does that... have to do with me?" Roman hesitantly asked, unsure if what he thought was happening was real.
"I just want a date," she said with a smile. "You know, drink some wine and get to know each other... deeply, very deeply." Sophia's words hung in the air, leaving Roman stunned and unsure how to respond.
Roman's mind was blown away; this woman was crazy, and he asked, "Why me?"
She responded, "Why not you?" Roman thought for a moment, looking at her uncertainly, and said, "I refuse, Ms. Sophia. I'm sorry, but I have my focus on something else."
She smiled, "It won't be for free if you wish for anything; you can tell me." Roman almost wavered but refused again, making Sophia look disappointed before she smiled once more. "Okay, then tell me where to drop you off."
Roman gave her the address, still trying to process the unexpected turn of events. As the car stopped in front of his workplace, Sophia turned to him and said, "Remember, Roman, my offer is always on the table. You never know when you might need it." With that, she drove off, leaving Roman feeling both relieved and confused.
Roman stood there confused at what just happened, he knew what he was asked to do ,he saw how beautiful Sophia was ,but still refused, he couldn't help but curse at himself.