Rosa Romano
I woke up the next morning to a heavy arm, along with the body, on top of me. I groaned, squirming trying to get up. "H-Huh?" I looked down at Alessandro and smiled softly. "Oh lord...he's heavy." I whispered softly. "Alessandro?" I wiggled causing him to groan and whine. "Alessandrooo?" He whined softly. "Un'altra principessa di 5 minuti." I blushed softly. "Alessandro, your heavyyy."(Another 5 minutes princess)
He laughed softly and rolled over. "Sorry mi amor, you were just so warm and soft. Especially your breast...and tummy..and ass...and don't even get me started on her thighs. Like damn!"
I laughed softly, playing hitting him. "Oh shut up Alessandro." He laughed again. "It's true mi amor. You do. Like what did I do to deserve such a beautiful girl like you?" I rolled my eyes and got up out of bed. "Be yourself?" Alessandro sat up, stretching and scratching his head. "I guess you could say that mi amor."
He got up and walked over, wrapping his arms around my waist, digging his face into my neck, leaving small kisses alongside my neck. "You smell so good mi amor." I laughed softly. "Do I smell like you?" He nodded into my neck. "Only like me." I laughed. "Alessandro. I need a change of clothes..and to go home so my mother isn't worried."
He whined louder. "If I take you home, you'll stay home." He pouted.
I rolled my eyes. "You are such a baby Alessandro. I practically work with you. You'll see me tonight at work Alessandro..unless you don't show up." I pushed away from him and headed to the bathroom. "Would be a shame if I were to dance for someone else tonight? Perhaps your brothers?" I closed the bathroom door behind me, locking the door before he can say anything else. The only thing I heard was a low grunt and the bedroom door slam shut, his footsteps walking away from the bedroom.
I rolled my eyes and stripped from my clothes. I don't know what he's all jealous about. One, we are not together. Two, I was joking. And three, I would never do anything with his brother. They're just as annoying as he is. Guess he can't take a joke like that then huh?
I shrugged the thought off and got into the shower, turning it on. The warm water hitting against my skin felt wonderful. I scrubbed my body clean, along with washing my hair. I rinsed off and got out the shower, turning the water. I grabbed Alessandro's towel and dried myself off, along with my hair. I walked out of the bathroom into the room and saw some clothes on the bed with a note.
These should fit you mi amor.
Love, Alessandro
I smiled softly and changed into black tight leggings that show off my thighs and ass...by a lot. "Oh my god, these fit so good but DAMN they really show off my ass, don't they?" I grabbed the black shirt and put it on. "Fits perfectly. Hm, I wonder if Alessandro has hoodies. Nah I highly doubt he does." I shrugged and grabbed my bag, putting my clothes from last night in there along with my phone. I walked downstairs and didn't see Alessandro. "Huh, I wonder where he went. Hm whatever, I need to call an Uber and head home."I stopped before opening the door. Should I tell him that I'm leaving? I mean he left me a note and gave me spare clothes, I should AT LEAST leave him a note. I walked over and grabbed a paper and pencil and wrote him a note, running back upstairs, leaving it on the bed and going back downstairs and out the door, calling an Uber.
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Alessandor Bianchi
Hearing Rosa speak of my brothers like that..giving them dances pisses me off. After leaving her a change of clothes, I left the room and into my study office. Ugh, I'm so fucking irritated at the moment. That comment she made makes me want to march to my brothers rooms and beat the shit out of both of them, even if they didn't do anything at this very moment.
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