𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚

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He slams into me, while biting his lip. He groans. "You feel so good baby."

I roll my eyes at his comment. I fake moan, pretending like he's making me feel good.

"Oh, you like that?" He says, trying to pound into me harder. He's not even making me feel good-

He releases into the condom with a groan.

"Let's do this again."

I roll my eyes. I didn't even get to cum, or feel good at all, so no thank you. "Oh about that. This is a one time thing you know. So probably not." I push him off of me, and start dressing myself.

He slips the condom off of him and dumps it into the trash can. Then he leaves the room. 

"What a pussy. He couldn't even make me feel good." I mumble under my breath. I leave the hotel room and enter the elevator. Luckily it was empty, and I click the button to the lobby. 

The elevator door opens and I get out of it. I walk towards the door and give the front desk lady a tight smile. Maybe if that little bitch actually made me feel good, then I would've gave her a better smile.

I told him that I wasn't interested in him, when he was flirting with me. The reason why was because he was giving little dick energy. 

I told him that he probably had a little dick so I said no, but he kept on saying that he had a 8-inch dick. He continued saying that he would make me feel so good that I wouldn't even be able to walk the next day. I decided that I needed to get laid, because I haven't in a while, but he just disappointed me.

I enter my car, and decide that I need some coffee before I head home. I drive to my favorite cafe and walk in. I sit down at my usual seat and decide to order my usual drink; an Iced Brown Sugar Oat Milk Shaken Espresso. 

I pull out my phone and text my best friend Charlie-my forever bff, ever since kindergarten-I text her to meet up with me at our usual lunch spot. 

She arrives 10 minutes later and walks in. I wave at her and she hurries over. She orders a Caramel Macchiato, and once the waitress walks away she attacks me with questions. 

"So why did you text me? Did something happen?"...she continues. I grab her hand and pull one of her fingers. 

"OW! That hurt, never do it again!" I give her the "I don't give a fuck" look and finally start talking. 

"Why are you asking me so many questions? We literally saw each other an hour ago."

"Well because, anything can happen in just an hour." "Yeah right- Not in my life." I say while rolling my eyes.

"Anyways the reason why I called you out here, is because...I was bored." "What the fuck Aurora!"

I roll my eyes. "Don't 'Aurora!' me. Don't act like you've never just called me just because you were bored."

"Well yeah I have, but this time was different! I was literally about to get fucked." Oops.

"Anyways!...How was your day?" I say trying to change the subject before she ends up killing me. "Nice try there, but it would've been better if I got some dick earlier." she says emphasizing each word when she looks at me.

"Okay enough of this, you can just get some dick later, but right now I need to talk to you about something."

"Okay...what is it?" I take a deep breath and before I was going to spill it all out-a probably taller than 6ft guy walked in. He had such a sharp jawline, that it could probably cut through anything. And a big muscular body.

Oh god, the things he could probably do to me.

"HELLO! Aurora!" A hand waves in front of my face. "O-oh sorry!"

"What were you looking at..?" she says about to turn around. Before she could, I grab her face and turn it towards me. I make eye contact with the guy, but I smile back stupidly.. Ugh gosh dang-it, the one time I have a chance I ruin it. Stupid me!

I let go of Charlie's face, but before I could say anything, she says with a grain on her face,"Nice try Aurora. I saw that. That was so unlike you, usually it's the boys doing that to you. What happened, my little player?" 

I wanted to wipe that grin off her face, but I kept my cool. "You saw nothing." I give her a fake bitch smile. "You know what, it's getting pretty late outside, I should go." I say while getting up.

 "Okay well, goodnight, and Love You!" she says while I make my way to the door. "Love you too!" I say looking back at her, before I crash into something hard.

"Oh shit. I'm so sorry!" I look up to see the handsome looking guy from earlier. I luckily didn't spill my drink at all, but I apparently was able to make him spill his own drink on himself. I look down on his shirt. 

"Oh shit..I'm so sorry. I'll buy you a new shirt." I try wiping his shirt, but hear him clear his throat. I look up and see that we were literally an inch apart from each other's face. I realize it and back away. "Oh I'm so sorry."

"Do you always say sorry to people?" he says annoyed. You know what, fuck your deep voice and handsome.

"Actually no, but if you wanna be a bitch about it, then you can shove it right up your as-" Before I could even finish what I was going to say, he grabs my arm and pulls me to him. 

"Don't fucking talk to me like that." he whispers huskily into my ear. I look over to Charlie with wide eyes. Oh fuck

"H-hey we can talk this out" Charlie says cautiously. He aggressively lets go of my arm and walks out of the shop, mumbling Italian cuss words. I stay frozen from shock.

 "Are you okay?"" Charlie asks, checking all over me. I finally take a breath that I didn't know I was holding and tell Charlie that I'm okay. I start grabbing napkins and Charlie reciprocates it. We clean up the mess on the ground and grab our drinks. The lady at the cashier thanks us for cleaning the mess, and we walk out the shop.

"Oh fuck. That was scary." Charlie lets out a big breath. "Yeah I can agree on that. Remind me to never encounter or talk back to a scary handsome looking God Italian man ever again." "Noted."

~*~

I make it back home and I get greeted by my pet cat Smudge. He rubs himself on my ankles and purrs. "Aww, you missed me. Well I also missed you too Smudge." He meows in response. I giggle a little. "Now c'mon we gotta get ready for a nice warm nap." 

Before I could start walking, I look up and see the same freaking man that I saw literally less than half an hour ago in the same suit that I spilled his coffee all over. What the fuck.

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Well I hope that you enjoyed chapter one of this book. I wrote 1310 words in this chapter, so I hope that it isn't too long and boring. Let me know any thoughts you have. I'm going to make chapter two in Alessandro's pov just because I want to let you guys know what he thinks of her. I know it's a little too early for his pov to be shown but, oh well. Poor Smudge just wants to take a nap, but he can sense the tension.