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For some reason her attitude attracts me. They was she talks back or maybe just her. I've slept and talked to women but they're nothing like her. She gives me some form of something that I can't come up with.
"Nikko, come here!" Lorenzo, my brother, shouted.
I hate his guts. He can act tough all he wants, but he realize he'll never get a position to be heir and he knows it. He acts like a kid when it comes to work, but it's not games. I get frustrated, but he doesn't get it. My temper is low for him.
"What" I spew, opening the door to my dad's office. "Don't speak to me like that. Show some respect . I'll be your boss one day, so be polite," I scoff and roll my eyes.
It's funny to me how he assumes he's even able of getting the position. Little does he know it will soon be me.
"So, I wanted to ask about the hot chick I've noticed roaming around. She is one of your sluts , whores even or what" My blood boiled as his manner. I hate her, yes, but I don't call women whores or treat them like one. But he does.
You called her one though.
Look I get agitated easily, okay.
"The hot chick roaming around is none of your concern."
"Don't tell me you are falling in love now, Nikko. Thought you were better than that. Hope it's not like last time." He laughed, making anger to take over. He knows what he's doing, trying to anger me with the past, and it sure as hell is working.
"No, I'm not, but you don't have to know why she's here and if she's my whore or not okay."
"So you won't mind if I take her with me. She looks like fun." That was my last straw.
I launched towards him and send a couple punches to his face, causing him to bleed. He throws punches as well, but they didn't do too much damage.
"Get near her and I swear Lorenzo I'll kill you and you have my word on it believe me." I said, still sending punches to his face, causing a commotion in the office.
"I'll destroy her good eventually."
"Che diavolo! Get off of each other" My father comes in and pulls me off of my brother. (T: what in the hell)
"What in the hell do you think you're doing boy?" He looked at my brother, then at me.
"He called me here and started talking about Alvara and how if she was my whore and if he wants he'll destroy but like hell I would let him." I spat wiping the blood off my lip.
"Listen, boy, you don't listen, do you? Talk about women with respect, your not an animal, but you'll get treated like one if you keep it up." He points to my brother, then me.
"Your temper is short livid for things I know, but to attack your brother is nonsense and I gave you a warning son, so in two weeks be prepared for the mission. Now both of you, out!" He yelled, causing anger still to fill my veins.
This was bullshit. My brother is the one who deserves punishment for his fucking actions, not me. I walk towards my room but see Alvara staring at me.
"What happened? Are you okay?" She came up to me, touching my face. I felt sparks when her soft hands touched me.
"Ya, I'm fine" I look away, opening the door to my room, but she grabbed my forearm and stopped me.
"Your not. You have cuts, let me help?" She looked at me with worried in her eyes, a look I've never seen before. I nod in response.
We head into my room, and we make our way to my bathroom. I pulled out the first aid kit, and she got to working.
Should I still hate her? I don't really have a reason to hate her, though I do actually. Her attitude, everything about her.
"What happened?" She got a wet cloth and wiped the cuts starting at my forehead.
"Nothing." I bluntly said, and she stopped to look at me with an 'your serious' look.
"What? I said it was nothing. Just got into a fight, that's it."
"With who exactly?"
"My brother." She looked into my eyes and they were sparkling like they never had before.
She had a look on her face that shows freedom of some sort that she never bothered to show. I know she never bothered to show any emotion because since I met her she was always closed off.
She continued to clean my cuts and made her way to my busted lip and cleaned the blood.
I felt her breathing hitch. I positioned her in between my legs. I got my arm and wrapped it around her waist.
She placed a couple of badges on my cuts and when she was done; she stared into my eyes. I admired her for a couple of seconds. She's gorgeous, her plump pink lips, wavy locks, and Jesus, her eyes were the most beautiful thing.
I pulled her close to me as our lips almost touch. She was hesitant, I can tell, but I didn't give a fuck right now. I didn't hate her. All I wanted to do was kiss her.
She looked at my lips, then my eyes. She spilled out my grip and said, "Um, I'm done. Be careful next time, please?" She gave me a reassuring look and then left.
Fuck. What is she doing to me? I don't know if it was as a good or bad thing she left. I want to think it's a good thing, but a part of me wants to think it was a bad thing because I wanted her to kiss me.
I wanted to feel her on me. I wanted to savior her lips and bruise them, marks then and make them mine and have her feel what I'm feeling right now.
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AHHHHHH! omg the tension between these two is woah. Also i hate Lorenzo, do we hate him? ofc we do, throughout the book he will be mentioned or pop here and there but later on he'll show more, but that's later
