Chapter 33
Chapter 33
Alessia Guzman
What the fuck is my brother doing in my best friend’s apartmen?
“Russo? What the- where’s Isabella?”
“She’s dead.”
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I almost choked on air before I heard the sound of grunting and the phone being exchanged. ‘What is wrong with you? Don’t say that shit.‘ I heard Isabella yells at him. So she’s not dead. Thank fuck!
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“Sorry about that Al, I’m sure this came as a shock to you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier but honestly, we were just talking. But there’s something wrong with him I swear to god. He’s like the reincarnation of fucking satan.” She grumbles in one breath.
Tell me about it.
“I–I I don’t even know what to say right now. Why is he in your apartment though?” I ask, I could feel my headache coming
back.
“He won’t fucking leave, Al. Ever since the night we went out together, the night that erm… you know-” She seemed skeptical saying it out loud and I already knew what she was talking about so I decided to make it easy for her.
“So?” I urged her on.
“We’ve got to talking and now he won’t fucking leave. He keeps cooking me shit and all.” She groans and I can hear his chuckle in the background.
Russo cooks? Oh wow! There are sides to my brother that even I don’t know.
I laughed despite myself.
I know the feeling.
“So hmm, are you finally staying there for good?” Isa asked.
“What? Okay, well I guess I’m gonna be staying here apparently I replied.
my I wouldn’t even want to go stay with her now that there might be something going on with her and my brother. I wouldn’t want to stumble into a weird or embarrassing situation.
“Okay, I’m–Stop! What the fuck are you doing now? No, don’t touch that!– Sorry, Al, I gotta go. I’ll see you, bye!” She hangs up and I just stare at my phone in confusion.
What exactly is going on?
“Oookay?” I mumble under my breath.
As if on cue, Leonardo sits down on the sofa in front of me with a glass of whiskey in his hand.
“I think my brother’s harassing my best friend and I think I’m gonna go back to my room so I don’t throw up here.” I stood up and left, not waiting for his reply or bothering to look back at him. I needed some time to myself to just think.
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It was about 11:15 at night and I just couldn’t fall asleep. I’ve tried putting lavender scents under my pillow, do yoga, take a warm shower. I’ve even tried fucking meditating.
Instead of trying still, I got up and walked to the kitchen to get some water. I take up a glass from the kitchen cabinet and fill
up with water before walking back to my room.
it
But before I got to my room, I saw the balcony door was slightly opened and the lights flickered on. Curiosity got the best of me so I walked towards the door, gripping onto my cup. Through the glass, I see Leonardo sitting on the couch, shirtless and smoking a cigar.
I couldn’t help but stare at him for a while. He’s not facing me so it’s not like he’ll notice me.
The
way
he moves is just so elegant.
“You sure you don’t have a thing for stalking, anymore?” He said, making me flinch and almost dropping the glass of water in my hand.
How the fuck did he even know I was here? Did he have a sixth sense or something?
“Uhm, I wasn’t stalking you.” I stay in place but slide the glass door open a bit further.
“Come here.” He pats the spot next to him on the sofa.
Inervously step forward, placing my glass on the counter before sitting down.
“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” He asked.
“I could ask you the same thing.” I fold my arms over my stomach, leaning back on the sofa.
He scoffs and blows out the smoke.
“Can I try?” I honestly don’t know why I asked him that. I don’t even like smoking. Maybe I just wanted to get rid of this awkwardness.
He laughs.
“No.” He said, completely unbothered.
“Why not?” I asked. I was surprised to be offended by his curt reply.
“It’s bad for you and I might be their boss but your brothers would kill me.” He said, inhaling the smoke again.
“It’s bad for me? So why do you do it?” I asked. “Cause I don’t care.”
“Don’t worry about my brothers. I won’t tell if you don’t. Just let me tr-“I didn’t get to finish my words before he grabbed my hips and placed me on his lap so that I was straddling him.
“What are you doing?” I asked, confused.
“You wanna try?”
“I–I-”
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“Not so confident now?” He teased.
“Yes. I wanna try.”
He immediately places the cigar in his mouth, inhales it then with his right hand, he grabs my neck and pushes me down, my lips grazing his as he exhales the smoke into my mouth.
Fuck!
The second the smoke entered my mouth, I pulled my head back and started coughing. He just chuckled at my reaction and took another puff.
“Have you ever smoked before?” He asks, his husky Italian accent sending a chill down my spine.
“Yeah, once with Isabella. I suck at it though.”
“Obviously.” He replied.
“Ouch,” I said, putting a hand over my heart dramatically.
He grins slightly showing his perfect dimples and my heart does a little flip–flop.
“I would love to keep teaching you but I’m not going to be the one to destroy your lungs for my pleasure. There is a lot I want to do to you for my pleasure that doesn’t involve smoking.
“Shame. I almost got excited.” I teased.
His jaw clenched and I could tell he was suppressing himself and not to do something. He inhales the smoke again grabs me by the neck, more forcefully is time, and blows it into my mouth.
“Inhale it.” He said. “And blow
I do as he says. I cough slightly again but not as much.
“Good girl.” He smirks, his words making me squirm all over him and I have to try everything not to squeeze my thighs together. Not like it would help though since his legs were in–between them.
I saw his eyes darken in that familiar way that tells me he wants me.
“You should go back to bed. I have plans for us tomorrow.” He abruptly said.
“Plans? What plans?” I ask.
“You’ll see. Now go, before I start something I won’t be able to finish on time.” He whispers the last part so that I can barely hear him but I do.
“I- Okay then.” I got up from his lap, grabbed my glass, and walked towards the door to the balcony.
“Alessia?” I stopped in my tracks.
“Yeah?”
“Tease me again and you’ll be leaving the room in a wheelchair instead of on foot.”
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