The perfect "Thief" || HEROPHINE

10. Let yourself go

"I saw your post last night." Emma says and just now I remember I posted the Italian food photo.
I sit on the sofa with a cup of coffee.
He keeps staring at me massaging her head.
"What's going on between you and Hero?" she asks.

Excellent question that has no answer.

"Nothing really." I say trying to be vague.
"It can't be nothing. He seems to be really into you." she says and that flatters me but also hurts me because it makes me think how good we could be together.
"He said he isn't into relationship." I say looking into her eyes and she softens them.
"Because he went trough some messy ones and a lot of her exes used him just for his money." she explains and something unknown takes place on my chest. Is it compassion?
"I would never do that to him." I say quickly and she giggles.
I see a light smile on her lips.
"I know you wouldn't, you just have to let him know you and then gain his trust and maybe you will get to be someone more than friends to him." she says placing a hand on mine.

Now that I know his background I get it and she's right I'll make him change his mind.

"So... I'm taking this and go to Jackson's house. See you at the club and put on the dress I left on your bed." she says almost on her way to her car.
When the door shuts I run to see what she's talking about and holy moly... black tight dress with log sleeve with the back open and some sparkly dettaglia on it.
Simple but elegant.

I have a shower, straight my hair and so my make up.

Hero🥴: I'm outside 😌

Shit I'm just with my thighs on.

Than come up

Hero🥴: I'm coming😏

I grab the dress and put it on while he is on the elevator for sure.

I grab my earrings and while I'm trying to put them on the bell hits.
So I run to the door and open it and damn he looks so good.

He looks up to me and his eyes starts to travel down my whole body even on my naked feet covered by just tights.

He clicks his tongue and then smiles looking away.

"You're sticking to me the whole night." he says and I frown my forehead.
This isn't the compliment I was waiting for.
"What did you say?" I ask and then he looks at my eyes.
"I said..." he starts by entering and closing the door behind his shoulder and look straight into my eyes.
I don't know if is the casual sweater that he is wearing or his massy hair but he is even sexier.

I gets closer to me, softly places a hand on my hip and pulls me closer to him.
Bends down on me till his mouth gets closer to my ear.
"Consider yourself sticked to me all night because I'll not let anybody get close to you tonight." he whispers and his voice gets more raspy and deep.
His lips caress my earlobe several times during his little speech making me have chills through my entire body.
Before he leans back he places his lips on the back of my ear and then on my neck.
He looks at me flattered while I have my mouth a bit open full of desire.
He giggles a step away from me with his mouth so close to mine.
"What just happened?" he asks perfectly knowing what he just did to me.
"You're playing dirty." I tell him placing a hand on his chest and pushing him away making him laugh even more.
"You are not getting turned on just by a little physical touch, right?" he asks with a smirk.
I roll my eyes and walk pass behind him going straight to my room to grab my purse and my heels.
He enters my room and he looks around like Alice in Wonderland.
"Oh wow, this is the opposite of what I was expecting." he says and I can see how genuinely surprised he is.
"Did you expected pink walls and stuffed animals?" I ask him while I'm putting my heels on.
I look up to him and he is licking his lips looking do at me while I'm holding myself straight  by holding the wall with one hand.
"K-Kinda." he says and then I lean back straight and damn even if my feet will hurt at the end of the night, heels feel so good they give me confidence.
"Do you still remember I'm a interior designer?" I ask him spraying some scent on my neck.
"Now you're playing dirty." he says then I look up and look at him through the mirror.
His eyes are already in mine.
"Tiffin you can't handle some perfume?" I ask him with a mocking smile and his eyes gets even more bright.
He gets closer to me and I can feel his breathing on the back of my neck.
"I can handle perfume but I can't handle the smell of yours." he says and then he draws a line from the bottom of my neck to the top till the back of my ear with the tip of his nose.
I can't stop myself by turning quickly around and pressing my lips on his.
His tongue immediately search for mine and I get butterflies when I feel his tongue and his arms around my body holding me tight to him.
He detaches himself from my lips and he starts kissing my neck holding me firming with his left hand on the back of my head.
"H-Hero." I gasp his name.
"Mmm?" he asks standing up and then placing some quick kisses on my lips before he opens his eyes and looks up to me.
"We should chill a bit." I say out loud trying to redeem myself too.
"I can't when you're in the same room." he whispers placing his forehead on mine.
I place my hands on his cheeks.

His eyes are holding mine and one question comes up on my head.
"What am I doing?" I ask sighing.
He is an handsome guy but he doesn't wants a relationship.
I can see that he is into me but that's not enough for me. I need solid things.
"Living life a little. Let yourself go a bit." he says and right after he kisses my forehead.
"Take your purse, let's go or Emma will think I kidnapped you." he says making me giggle than I run to my bed grabbing my purse and putting my phone in.
"Uuu." he says with his eyebrows looking at my purse.
"What?" I ask.
"Chanel huh?" he asks kinda surprised.
"Is Emma's." I say rolling my eyes.
"I don't buy these fancy things. I still have a loan to pay." I explain taking his hand and heading us to the door.
Just when we're out I get to notice what I just did.
We're holding hands. I take my hand away immediately and he looks at me like I offended his mom or something.
"I didn't meant to do that." I say sliding my hands on my dress with my heart racing.
"What, now you can kiss me but you can't hold my hand?" he asks sounding kinda hurt.
"No but... I don't know it didn't felt right." I say avoiding his eyes and starting walking to the elevator.
"Josephine." he says springing and grabbing my hand.
I look at it as I call the elevator.
"Stop overthinking." he says still holding my hand while he sneaks the other on the trousers pocket.
I take my hand away using the excuse to press the button for the ground floor.

I look up feeling his eyes glued on me and I can see how disappointed he is.
I don't care. I'm not emotionally prepared to hold his hand knowing that this is not going to end well. What if he doesn't changes his mind about non relationships? What if Emma is wrong?

I'm really attracted to him and as he said I also can't stay away from him.
I already want to hold him tight, go around holding hands with him, have nights out with him. I want to do what basically Emma and Jackson do.

"I didn't came to stay 3 feet away from you." he says almost whispering.
I look up and I look at him standing on the other side of the elevator right in front of me.
"Come." he says stretching out his left arm.
So I step closer and grab his hand her wraps my body with his bough arm hugging me.
"Just trust me. I'll not hurt you." he whispers before the door opens.

We put our seatbelt on, he starts the engine and drives us out of my neighbourhood.
He lifts his hand holding the wheel with just one hand and he reaches mine.
Grabs it and my stomach twirls inside.
Places it on the gear and then he places his hand on top of it slowly interlocking his fingers with mine.
I have to bite my lip and cross my legs for the amount of feelings I get to feel inside of me.

We're acting like a couple that knows each other from 10 years. But I should give him credits tho.
Im not easy to handle and he got to know me and be this close to me in couples of weeks.
I wonder how well he will be knowing me in another few weeks...

"Your thoughts are so loud that I can hear them from here." he says pressing a bit on my hand and changing the gear from two to three.
"Oh really?" I say licking my lips and he nods looking at me with the corner of his eyes.
"Than what I was thinking?" I ask with a smirk.
He giggles.
"About how hot I look." he says giving me a quick lo with a dirty smile on his lips.
"It wasn't really that but you look hot tho." I tell him and his smile gets bigger.
"But-" I start.
"No but I'll take that compliment." he says.
"But I hope you have something under that sweater. Better a white T-shirt." I say.
"Why?" he asks .
"Because I been to that club and it's fucking hot inside so you will die on it." I explain to him while his younger is brushing my knuckles.
"Why a white one?" he asks.
"So I can get to see your chest when it will glue it on you skin." I say since I'm dying to see his arms and chest since he is always so covered up with his suits. he slowly turns in my disbelief.
He smiles flattered and then he stops at a traffic light. I feel him leaning over the console and right after his lips are on my temple.
"You naughty." he says smiling holding my hand.

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