Billionaires In Rome

Heavenly

Doing nothing can also be very exhausting.
Roselyn had done almost everything avoiding being idle.

At first she'd stare at the design of the plane. She wondered why Mr Luciano wouldn't seat anywhere else but Infront of her.

Then she played with her fingers...
She wished she had her phone, but Mr Luciano had given orders that all her electronics to be gathered.

When she started yawning of boredom she started stealing glances at the man emitting cold demeanor. She'd glance at him for a second then outside.
When she concluded he didn't notice her at all she fully studied him

He had a light frown as he coolly typed away. God forbid he almost looked heavenly...
She swept her gaze from his brows, one was slightly raised... Down to his long lashes, occasionally blinking... She just followed his eyelids showing movement of his eyes as he read .

When she was tired of that too, she moved to his long nose bridge,his nose was slightly crooked.
There was no trace facial hair on his face, it just seemed as he cleaned up nice.

For a minute she wondered if he was sculptured, how can someone have such a perfect jaw. Even the slightest imperfection seemed perfect
Her gaze lingered more on his lips, they looked so soft... So warm

Quickly she bit her lip and gave herself a mental slap

' the hell I'm I thinking?'

She laid on her seat eyes closed, composing herself.

But when they say there's no cure for curiousity then maybe they were right. She wondered how one can be soo blank. But looking at him right now he looked less scary more  peaceful. She fluttered her eyes open and again stared at his face.

Just looking at him almost made her forget how she hated and despised him. She felt more jealous of his brows maybe she should visit a beauty salon soon.

It all happened do fast, in a spur of a moment his eyes fluttered to hers, catching her off guard, sending an icy glare to her. She felt like the whole artic descended on her.

Now she knew what was more scary...his grey emotionless eyes.

"Stop" one command, yet so clear and concise.

Then he went back working.
Rosie though, still felt like she had a tiny heart attack. He had caught her red handed, that too he knew all along she was staring.

Being that shook even made her tired. She was too scared to look at him again.
Plus it was like reality bucket pouring on her...
This man over here kidnapped her, totured her to die, threatened her father's life and ruined their reputation... Once again kidnapping her, how can she even fantasize about him?

In the mid of a lot of thinking she fell asleep.

Silas finally looked up from his laptop. He stretched his neck, blankly he looked at the sleeping figure Infront of him..
Her entire existence bothered him ... He liked being alone, but if he wanted someone who can play the role he had to have someone who will do it not for his money. Someone who he has something they value most...
And to this girl Infront of him who he did not bother studying her name,he had something on her, that something was her father...

She frowned slightly then mumbled something, it was like she was having a nightmare.
He rolled his eyes..

" Who even has nightmares during the day?"

He stood up and chose a seat far from her.then proceeded with his work.

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