"Is vodka really all you care about?", he asked visibly angry. "Yeah, most probably", I replied just to piss him off more. "You're so irresponsible", he spat. "Why, thank you", I smiled. Ooh...his vein is pulsing. "Fuck you, Kamaia". "Not even in yo...
I put on a white bra and you know it's a good day when I decide to go for a white bra. Well, it was finally Friday and I just had to check on the factory and that was all. I would go home and sleep happily. Sike. It was too good a Friday to go to waste. I was going out with Taty. Who's Taty? You ask. My platonic soulmate. Also, Sora's sister.
I had Joe drive me to the factory. I announced that we were going to be trying out hair product formulas the next week and had the chemists each email their ingredient ideas to me. Looks like that's all. I left. Yippee.
I went home and barged straight into Papa's room. "Papa", I called loudly as I entered. "Chérie", he replied lowly. "Are you okay?""Yeah, I just woke up from a nap, that's why", he replied.
"Hmm...okay, I'm going out with Tatyana, don't wait up for me", I said. "Okay darling, have fun", he said. I went to my room and called Taty over. She got here quickly and we picked out matching outfits, styled our hair and applied makeup.
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Cute was an understatement. Smoking hot, yeah, that's the word. We took several mirror pictures and set off to the club. I don't like the rowdy area of the club so we went to the VIP section.
"Ice cold vodka please", I told the bartender and he looked up and smiled bringing out the bottle. "Sora?", He smiled. "What are you doing here?", Taty asked him. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Sora and Tatyana are twins.
"Shush, I'm undercover, it's Daniel", he said pointing to his name tag. Sora was a personal investigator and shit like that. Taty and I went to sit on the sofa for a while before we began dancing.
"Kam, Kam", Taty said aggressively tapping me. "What is it?", She pointed to a corner of the room and there he was, Roulian sipping a glass of something and staring at me intently. Didn't you already expect this?
"He's coming over, Kam", Taty said excitedly. And I know you expect me to walk away or something but I ain't got strength for that so I wait for him to get to me. "Hey", he says. "Mr Carozza, fancy meeting you here", I know I was being petty but hey, he started it.
"Mr Carozza is my father", he mumbles. "Kamaia, can we talk in private?", I signal Taty and she excuses us. "What is it?", I ask. "I'm tired", he says. "Tired?", He's obviously drunk. "You have really nice hair", he said, duhh, I already knew that.
What happened to being professional? He leaned in closer and before you get all excited, he wasn't going to kiss me, he just wiped a smudge of lipstick at the corner of my ear. How did I get lipstick at the corner of my ear? Taty always whispering random shit to me.
"We would make good friends", he mumbles before collapsing on my lap. Ugh, now, courtesy demands I handle him or not but I'm not that much of a terrible person. "Tatyyyy", I call and she comes running. "He...", She cuts me off. "Don't worry, I was watching", stalker much? Yeah.
"I think we have to...", I say. "Definitely, get him home", she completes. Will she stop cutting me off? No, she won't, she's Taty. We pull him to the car. It was long and excruciating. He weighed a ton. And then shoved him in the backseat.
"Great, my Friday night has been cut short by this idiot", I complained. "Oh, c'mon, take advantage of his current state", she said. "What!? Ew! No!", I replied clearly disgusted with her suggestion.
"No, stupid, I meant get him to talk, he clearly had a reason behind his sudden professionalism and he called you Kamaia today", she said. Okay, now that makes more sense.
"Can I stay at your house tonight?", She asked. "Sure, of course", anytime Tatyana wants to stay over. It's either two things, she had a fight with her parents or she's running from Sora. In this case, most likely the former.
We got home shortly after eleven and we pulled Roulian to the nearest empty bedroom. "I'm gonna go clean up your room", she said and then left. The room was left in quite a mess after our not so organized preparation to go out.
Now, there was a problem, I can't get Roulian to change, he's too drunk. He was just gonna have to sleep in his jeans and okay maybe I can take off his button up shirt and leave him in his vest or something. The idiot is still putting on a button up shirt outside work. Soen people just hate comfort, yunno.
I know this seems pretty cliche and trust me it is, so, I took of his shoes, jewellery and shirt and covered him with a duvet. Should I let him sleep? Do I get answers? I think I'm just gonna leave him to sleep.
I know y'all probably saw this coming but anyways, I was about leaving the room when he called my name. Ugh! "Carozza", I replied. "Please, stay a bit", he said. Fine fine fine.
"Trust me, I really wanted us to be cool outside work as well", he said. "Well, duhhh, we're supposed to be fake dating, we need to create a bit of chemistry for our act to be believable", I replied.
"Yeah, that, I didn't mean to hurt you", he said. "Shut up, Carozza, you didn't hurt me, you can't", I laughed. "But, you looked hurt", he looked so dumb while confused. "I was disappointed, two different things", I explained.
"I'm sorry", he said. "Sure, okay, but why did you do it exactly?", I asked. "My dad got the best of me I guess", he smiled. "Your dad?", I don't know much about the well known Luigi Carozza but I know he's not the nicest person. "Kamaia?", I turned. "You still suck at dressing professionally", he said before finally collapsing.
Typical, wait, what? I'll have you know I dress quite well just not businessy. He was already asleep. Time for me to get out of here because I'm not sharing a room with Carozza. That'll be way too cliche and this story is already cliche enough as it is.
I went back to my room and Taty was already asleep and as expected, the room was spotless. Yes, my best friend, Tatyana Sanchez is a clean freak. I took of my clothes and put on something comfy, I washed off my makeup and went to sleep.
+++ Chuckling, people, they were chuckling, quite loudly, it was just eight in the morning. Mind you, a Saturday morning. I woke up to the sound of chuckling, creepy right? Kind of. I turned, Tatyana wasn't there, why did she leave without telling me? Weird.
Typical morning routine, blah blah blah, and I went downstairs and to my dismay, there they were sat in the dining room, Papa, Tatyana and Roulian, eating and laughing together. Oh, that explains the chuckling. "Chérie, you're up", papa said and I mumbled a good morning to everyone.
"Chérie?", Roulian said. "Oh, it means darling in french", I explained. "Of course, I knew that, I speak french", he said. "Then, why did you.... nevermind, Tatyana, I thought you left", I said. Now, I know that sounded rude but she understood what I meant. "Couldn't pass up on your dad's cooking", she smiled.
I begrudgingly sit down. Wait a second. It just hit me. "Papa, how are you not freaking out about waking up to a random stranger at your house", I said referring to Roulian. "I wouldn't use the word, stranger", Roulian smiled. Wait what? "You two already know each other?"
Author's note Now, I know I suck at this cliffhanger shit but I'm trying my best. I'm just not creative enough. It's been a while but the good news is I finally have a plot for this book so things will move a lot faster now. Hihihi 🤭 Hugs and kisses 🤍 ~Angel
