(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.)
Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and h...
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"where are we going?" I ask him as he leads me out to the same car, I saw him in the other day.
"uh well I need a shower, and to change so I can pick you back up at your apartment or you can come to my house..."
"your house?" I ask him.
"Yeah, your right bad idea" he mumbles.
"it's not like we're going to have sex." I laugh, then cover my mouth as he just blankly stares at me.
"fine, get in," he tells me as I get into his car, tapping my shoes off before putting them onto his floor of the car as he looks at me in confusion.
"your car is so clean; I'm not messing it up," I tell him as he rolls his eyes and turns on the car shifting his gear before he pulls out of the parking spot.
The silence as we go down to the road is too awkward.
"can you tell me about yourself?" I ask him as he stays silent, gripping onto the steering wheel.
"no."
"can I tell you about myself?" I ask him, as I smile.
He looks over to me, "sure" he tells me.
"only if we both answer the questions," I tell him as he thinks about it for a minute but then nods.
"Why did you open a nightclub?" I ask him.
"I was already well known I guess, and it makes me good money," he tells me.
"Why are you a librarian," he asks me as we pull up to a red light.
"I've liked to read since I was a kid, and I just love to be around books," I tell him.
"doesn't it pay a little how though?" he asks me.
"as long as I can read and pay my bills, I'm fine with it" I respond to him.
"we're here," he tells me as I look out to the window seeing tall gates as they open to reveal a dark, black mansion that looks way too expensive.
"oh my god..." I mumble.
"it's okay." He shrugs as he parks and gets out of the car and I follow him.
"you alright?" he asks me as he closes my car door behind me.
"Yeah, I'm okay," I tell him as his hand moves down to hold mine in between his fingers when we walk up to his door.
When he opens the door, he lets go of my hand and the scent of leather fills my nostrils. His dark furniture and decorations are beautiful in his house.
I look around at the living room to the side and the giant stairwell leading upstairs as I look back at him only to see him studying my face.
"it's not the bed I know" he laughs a bit.
"Can I live here?, jeez" I laugh with him
"just come with me" he rolls his eyes as he leads me up the stairs and down a long hallway, we go past a room with a pool table in the middle, a tv and a dartboard, and a couple of couches.
"your house is so ama-"
"fuck Elijah right there! Aghh, cazzo cazzo cazzo im intenzione di venire" (fuck fuck fuck, I'm going to come) a woman yells from across the hall in a closed door.
"shit" lucifer announces as he walks away from me and opens a door down the hall.
"luci-"
"chiudere il cazzo si farebbe, ho qualcuno oltre" (shut the fuck up would you, i have someone over"
"ooo who is it? Is it Josephine?" I hear another voice I make out to be Elijah's and hear kaiara giggling.
Oh my god.
"Yeah, now get out or be quieter!" he slams the door and walks over to me
"I'm sorr-"
"it's fine." I cut him off trying to save the awkwardness.
"I need a shower you can stay in this room okay?" he asks me as I nod and watch him walk down the hallway.
And when I tell you, they didn't get quieter.
....
"ready to go?" I turn around to see lucifer standing behind me in grey dress pants and a dress shirt tucked into it, unbuttoned a little bit.
"yeah," I tell him as I walk over to him and we walk down the stairs as he grabs ahold of my hand guiding me to the front door.
"your hand is so cold, are you alright?" I ask him.
"yup"
"They didn't get quieter" I laugh at him.
"of course, they didn't" he rolls his eyes.
We get into the car and sit down before he turns it on
"it's just my friend and sister, they come over sometimes," he tells me as I nod
"you don't have to explain yourself it's okay" I assure him.
"Why are you bringing me shopping?" I question him again.
"I don't know, I just want to go shopping to I guess." He tells me.
"you're this wealthy and don't have people to work for you?" I ask him.
"I don't like it when people work for me," he tells me as he pulls out of the driveway.
"do you celebrate Christmas?" I ask him.
"no.. well yes but not anymore, I guess," he tells me.
"why not?" I ask him.
"I don't have anyone to celebrate it with I guess" he glances over to me.
"what about your pare-"
"what store do you want to go to?" he cuts me off.
"the mall?"
"okay." He tells me.
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