my wife

chapter 8

I haven't seen him since our lunch. It's been a week already.

Today is Saturday and I've decided to bring him lunch.

I felt really sorry because he looked so hurt and I figure he doesn't have the time to leave his office and get some proper lunch, so I'm bringing it to him.

I love cooking therefore I got up early and prepared garlic bread and some ravioli since I don't know what he likes, I just made him something. I'm sure he'll like it.

Gabriel picked me up and drove me to the headquarters of Emilio's company.

The car stops and Gabriel tells me to go to the reception and ask where Emilio's office is. So I walk inside the building and it's so big and modern, I can barely focus and almost forgot why I came here to begin with.

„Hi, I'm here to see the CEO."

The receptionist looks me up and down. I can tell that this bitch is judging me.

I'm only wearing casual clothing today, not really appropriate for this place but I don't care right now.

„Who are you?", she asks raising a brow.

„I'm only here to bring Emilio Romano something. I just need to know where his office is."

„Yea no, I can't do that. The CEO is busy. Do you have an appointment? Or would you like to make one right now."

Is this bitch challenging me right now?

„No, I don't have an appointment and I don't need to make one. Like I said the only reason I'm here is to deliver something. Even the secretary is fine, I just need to know the directions."

Before she could answer I hear a familiar voice. It's Gabriel.

„What are you still doing here? Didn't I tell you to ask for Mr. Romano's office?"

„Oh, I did ask but she said that I needed an appointment to get to him."

She looks at me like she couldn't believe her eyes. She clearly wants to scratch my eyes out.

„Ms. Bianchi, next time when you see this lady and she asks for something, you better do it. You don't want to upset her.", he said with a stern look.

Oh she wants me dead. Oohh her look could kill. But bitch let me tell you. You could never even touch a single strand of my hair.

I just look at her with a blank face and walk away. 

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Gabriel introduces me to my husband's secretary and continues to lead the way to Emilio's office.

He knocks twice and waits for consent for opening the door.

There he is sitting in his leather chair.

I don't wanna admit it but he looks really hot wearing a black suit with the first few buttons undone and oh good lord his perfectly done hair, glasses and his perfect face? I'm melting just looking at him.

Sometimes I really ask myself how I manage it to keep a straight face.

He looks at me with huge eyes.

„Hey, what are you doing here?"

„Hi, I figured you don't have the time to get some proper food so I made you something."

I walk over to his desk and hand him the basket of food.

Gabriel is gone by now.

„I didn't know what you like so I just made something. I hope it suits your taste."

He says nothing. He just stares at the food.

„You don't like it?", I feel kinda sad.

„No no oh god no. I just don't know what to say. Thank you.", he says softly.

People call this man cold and emotionless? They really don't know him, do they?

Weight falls off my shoulders. I feel so relieved somehow.

„Taste it. Maybe you could write me a list of foods you like. When I do have time I could cook for you and put it in the fridge or bring it here. Is that okay?", I don't know what happened to me or what this sudden affection is but I care about him. I'm actually worried. I know that he work his butt off and doesn't have time for anything. He doesn't even come home.

He smiles at me.

My heart skipped a beat.

I think I forgot how to breathe.

This man really is something else.

He finally opens the boxes.

„Is this garlic bread and ravioli?"

„Yes, do you like it?"

„Yes, I do."

„Taste it and tell me if it's good. I actually tried something new.", I sit down on his couch lowkey scared of his reaction.

He takes a bite of the garlic bread.

„Eliana, this is really delicious."

„Good to hear. Alright now that this is done, I'll take my leave and go back home.", I can't bear being in a room with him any longer.

„Wait-", huh?

I turn around and I feel like Emilio is embarrassed? Why?

„Could you... stay? At least until I finish eating? Then you can take these boxes back home too.", is he really almost begging me? Oh I love how easy he is. 

„Sure I'll stay.", I pretend this doesn't affect me at all.

I sit back down and pretend I have something to do. Even though I can't stop wondering why he wants me here.