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Onyx POV
The only fucking name imprinted in my brain is Myra. The only goddamn name. God I sound like a whipped motherfucker.I'm better than this, I know better than this. But she is just different in all different kinds of ways. She has me wrapped around her finger and she doesn't even know.
I shut down my computer telling myself it's time to head home. I notice that Myra is still in her office.
Since her door is slightly cracked I peep my head in.
"Hey I'm heading home want me to walk you out?" I ask her.
She nods, "Sure let me grab my stuff." She's so beautiful.
I wait for her at her door, letting her finish up getting her things. Once she is finished she leaves her office, turning off the light and I close the door for her.
We head to the elevator and go to the garage floor.
"Così bella." I mumble under my breath. Cause my lord she is absolutely stunning.
She looks at me, "Please tell me some Italian." She looks at me with her eyes.
I can never say no to her. "Fine." I say. "Hai gli occhi più belli di sempre." I smile as I say that.
"What does that mean?" She asks me.
"You have the most beautiful eyes ever." I tell her and I can see she got shy by the way she turns her head that other way.
"Well thank you." She smiles at me.
The elevator doors open and we're in the garage. I walk her to her car, seeing I parked mine beside hers.
"Have a good night Amore mia." I tell her.
She smiles at me as she gets in her car.
I get in mine as well and we both drive off in opposite directions.
Driving home all I can think about it Myra. She consumes my thoughts day and night.
Once I get home, I park my car in the garage and head upstairs to the first floor. Yes I have a huge house do I brag about it, no.
It has three floors. The garage could be its own room but I have a bar, a flatscreen, my cars on the other side and a pool table. It also has a couch because who wouldn't want to sit down. The second floor is the main floor. The living room kitchen and bedrooms are all on that floor. Last but not least a huge gym all the way down the hall.
I have a double sided kitchen so having dinner parties comes in handy. Then on the third floor is the balcony, another bedroom and two bathrooms. Also I take some construction workers install a hot tub and a sauna.
My house is all black and grey interior. Yes I'm a neutral color lover. The dark colors.
I look over to see Dax is sitting in my living room.
"Dax you have your own house, why are you here?" I ask annoyed.
"Never mind that brother, let's talk about Myra oh la la." He laughs at himself. I pinch the bridge of my nose.
YOU ARE READING
Reaching The Stars
Romance22 year old Myra Johnson is trying to navigate her life after she graduated college. She has one friend who helps her keep her head on straight. 25 year old Onyx Graham is a businessman, he took over his father's business for hotels. He's impulsive...