Chapter Eight

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"How about this one?" Emma asked me as I walked out of the shower holding up a another red cocktail dress this one though seems to leave a little left to the imagination.

"Absolutely not." I said plopping down on my bed.

We are currently going through the hundreds of clothes Emma brought over for my dinner with Nicholai and Lucca tonight. Half of what she brought barely make up a dress.

"Why not? Could you at least try it on? I bet Nicholai would fuck you then and there if he saw you in this dress" Emma said throwing the dress at me.

" Emma!" I chastised. " He just wants to thank me for taking care of Lucca the other day" I said throwing the dress back at her.

"Uh-huh. Keep telling yourself that, Honey. I saw you guys looking at each other with those hungry eyes."

Rolling my eyes at her, I dried my hair and rubbed lotion all over my body.

"Why can I just wear one of own clothes?"

Throwing her hands up in the air, I watched as Emma stalked over to my closet before pulling it open and turning around to face me. "Look at this! Black, grey, brown! Do you seriously think I would let you wear one of these hideous piece of cloth you call clothes?"

"Hey!"

"Wait!" I watched as Emma dug through a couple of clothes hanging by the rack.

"Perfect!" She cried holding up a grey sheath dress. Handing me the dress she pushed me into the bathroom.

Stepping out into my bedroom I gave a little twirl before standing still in front of Emma.

"Well?" I asked.

I watched as she wiped an invisible tear from her eye. "Oh my little girl! You look absolutely beautiful"

Rolling my eyes at her, I tugged the dress lower "Don't you think it's a little bit too short though?"

"Stop that!" Emma said slapping my hands away.

Just then a knock on the door sounded.

"Hurry, fix your make up! I'll go get the door" Emma said pushing me in the direction of my dresser.

I quickly placed on some mascara, blush and lipstick. Checking my face in the mirror one last time I grabbed my trench coat and walked into the living room.

A man in his early forties was standing in the middle of my little apartment.

"Hello, Madam. My name is Mr. Black and I will be escorting you to the Caiazzo's for tonight."

So this is the Mr. Black

"Please call me Anna. It's nice to finally meet the real Mr. Black" I said laughing a little.

Joining in on my laughter I felt some of the butterflies leave my stomach sa Mr. Black smiled warmly at me.

"Shall we get going then Miss, Anna?"

"Of course." Looking around I can't seem to find Emma anywhere. Just as I was about to look for her she suddenly appeared beside me handing me my purse.

"Thank you" I said taking it from her.

"Don't forget to tell me everything tomorrow. I want details!" Emma said hugging me goodbye.
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Stepping out into the chilly night, I thanked Mr. Black as I looked at the magnificent building in front of me.

"Have a wonderful evening, Miss Anna" Mr. Black said getting back into the car.

"Wait! I don't even know you're first name"

"James Black at your service" tippy his hat he gave me a small bow.

"Thank you, James Black" I said waving as he drove off.

Walking into the reception area I can't help but marvel at the beautiful paintings and the exquisite interior of the building.

I felt my heart rate soar higher than normal and my hands sweat. I should just leave.

"Miss Anna?" A voice behind me caused me to jump in fright as I turned to see a young man in a green uniform.

"Yes?"

I watched as a he smiled and pointed to one of smaller the elevators across the room. "Mr Caiazzo has been expecting you."

Stepping through the elevator I watched as the young man press the PH button and as the elevator started its ascend.

I felt myself go queasy. I knew Nicholai was rich but I did not know he was this rich. I was definitely way out of his league not that he ever liked me in the first place.

The elevator door opened into a beautiful foyer.

"Straight through that door, Ma'am" the young man'a voice caused me to snap out of my little stupor.

"Thanks" I said giving him a little smile as I stepped out into the marble tiles.

"Oh and Ma'am?"

Turning I watched as the elevator doors move to close as the young man said,

"Welcome to Caiazzo's five star Hotel"

Caiazzo. Nicholai Caiazzo.

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