Domenico's POV
We fell asleep on the couch last night or more like she slept on my chest while I held her in my arms. I can't remember the last time I felt this content life. It felt like things were moving in the right direction regardless of it changing who I became over the years. Yesterday made me realize how deprived I was of someone as genuine as her. She is her true self and doesn't ever pretend to be anyone she's not. It is like a switch has been flipped and my mind is totally changed with regards to relationships or woman in general. That there is hope out there and not all should be seen as the same because of one's experience with one.
She is a soft hearted and caring person who grew up having no one and nothing. At least, now she has not only Marco, but myself as well to protect her. When Marco told mom and dad about her, mom's mind was set on her being my wife one day, much to Marco's dismay. Dad does not talk a lot and may seem like a mute, but he does speak, and he of all people also like her. I don't know if I'm ready for marriage yet, but I know that no-one may have her.
I need to get Marco's approval if I am to make any move on her because I am not letting her go. You don't get these types of women anymore. I need to convince him when he gets back to allow me to date her, but first I have to convince her to be my girlfriend. I respect him because he is only one looking out for her, unlike her father who never showed her any love and affection. She does not want me to deal with them, but should they cross my path, that would be my decision to make.
She was still sound asleep. I don't know how a person that slept for two solid days can still sleep this much. I wiggled my way out from under her and pulled the blanket over her before I made my way upstairs to brush my teeth and wash my face. It was still early so I crammed in a thirty-minute gym session, had quick shower then headed to the kitchen to make breakfast but checked on Olivia first, but she was still sound asleep. I made us some bacon, eggs, sausage, and toast and set it on the kitchen counter.
I walked to the living room and saw that she's barely awake and rubbing her eyes. "Morning sleepy head"
She looked up and smiled "good morning to you too. What time is it?"
"Eight thirty and breakfast is ready in the kitchen" I say, while pulling her by the hand and taking her in my arms hugging her. I have no clue where this PDA is coming from. I've never been this touchy, but I can't stop myself with her.
"When did you wake up" she asked, while looking up into my eyes.
"Almost two hours ago but I had to go take a shower after you drooled on my chest" I said, trying to embarrass her.
"Your joking, right?" She asked, with pink tinted cheeks of embarrassment.
I shook my head, putting her out of her misery "negative".
I release her from my hold "no need to worry about the drool. You can drool on me every day, but we need to eat so you can take your medicine" I reminded her.
She nods and with that she headed upstairs to freshen up. No-one would want to eat food if they did not brush their teeth yet, she reminded me while heading upstairs.
Fifteen minutes later she came downstairs with damp hair and a t-shirt and faded jeans. She's gorgeous, damn.
"This looks delicious, thank you" she said, thanking me.
"I wanted to make you an omelet, but I wasn't sure if you would want to eat one" I said, as she added food to her plate.
"I would eat anything you make" she said, while digging into her food, oblivious of how her words just made me feel. I smiled in response, without her noticing it.
"Would you mind if I catch up on my schoolwork while I'm here? I don't want to be behind when I go back on Monday".
"No, not at all. You can join me in my office upstairs. I have to catch up on work stuff myself. I might go to the office later, maybe you can come with me?"
"Yes, I don't mind" she said, as she gulped down the toast.
She was about to get up and do the dishes when I stopped her "you don't have to clean. The maids will be here any minute"
"Do they live here?" she asked.
"Nope, I like my privacy and I don't appreciate people lurking while I'm also here" I inform her.
She nods and we headed upstairs, side by side while she wordlessly entered her bedroom, fetched her bag with books and laptop while I wait in her doorway.
I made a spot for her to sit and work at and we both worked for a solid three hours before we called it quits. I had to head into the office to see two clients. One flew in just to come and visit and the other one is from New York.
"Are you ready to head to the office with me?" I asked, as she rested her head on the side of the couch.
"Yes, do you want me to change my clothes, or can I go like this?" she asked.
"You can even wear a potato sack and I won't mind" I smiled at her.
"I will keep this on then" she confirmed.
"I'll meet you downstairs in a few, I just have to change quickly" I tell her.
I got dressed and met her downstairs "we will have lunch at the office if you don't mind or we could go eat somewhere if you feel up to it?"
"I don't mind, whatever floats your boat. Do you have a TV or laptop there so I can watch a movie while you're in your meetings?" she asked, making air quotes with her hands at the meeting part.
"Don't worry I do have a spare one in the office that you can use and there's a TV"
I decided to take the black Audi R8, as I haven't driven it in a long time. I was raised to open the door for a woman, so I opened the door for her and waited till she got in before closing it and walking to get in myself.
"I love this car" she said, while rubbing her hands over the interior.
I chuckle "u can have it if you want. I have a lot of other cars as you just saw, and I rarely drive this one. Well, the only reason I drove it today was because it stood too long"
"No, this is too expensive. What if I bump into someone and damage this baby. I can't sorry" she refused, but I could see the excitement twinkle in her eyes.
"I won't take no for an answer and if you crash it or damage it, I will replace it but please don't die, that's all I ask of you" I say, glancing at her.
"I'm sorry, It's too expensive. I'm good, thank you"
"I said, I'm not taking no for an answer" I rebutted.
She doesn't counter and kept quiet until we got to the office. Her phone buzzed and she told me to go ahead and that she will come up as soon as she done with her phone call. I gave a nod and headed upstairs to ask my secretary to arrange lunch for us.
After fifteen minutes I messaged the guard at the front door entrance and asked where Olivia was. The guard response made me pissed "trouble downstairs. You need to come down"
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RomanceOlivia is soft hearted innocent soul that has been dealt a dirty hand in life. Her father is a rich business man that would rather spoil his wife and stepdaughter and treat her like an outcast. She is beautiful inside-out. Regardless what they throw...