Who We Were Before

Chapter 4

Lorenzo

I check the time and see that it's 5:30, ok I've got like an hour till my date with Aella. I smile when I think about her reaction to me, fuck she was a nervous little thing, stuttering over her words I found it cute. I've never had this type of reaction to the women in my past usually I would just fuck them and leave not caring about their pleasure, but with Aella I knew that I had to take my time with her to cherish every moment with her, so when I saw my chance to ask her out I took it.

I settle on a black armani suit with a white button up with gold cuff links I decide to leave the top few bottons undone, and put a gold chain around my neck. I shoot a quick text to Aella asking for her address, not even 5 seconds later my phone pings with her response. Before I head out I go to the back where my rose gardens are kept, the rose gardens are in honor of my mother that passed because they were her favorite flowers, I have Camille's husband Carlo tend to them everyday. Camille is my in house house keeper along with her daughter Sofia, Carlo tends to the grounds of my property and they tend to the inside. I gave them a small home further down the property lines so that it'd be easier for them to do their jobs. I make my way to the back and observe which rose to pick for Aella, I settle upon a single red rose.

As I drive towards Aella's place I can't help but think how tonight will go, I decided to take her to Giuseppe's an Italian restaurant with the best food, I'm close with the owner since I invested in his restaurant when it first opened up 3 years ago. I told Giuseppe that I wanted no one to be on the balcony when I went there that it was just to be me and Aella the only ones dining up there. What can I say it's nice to have connections because I get whatever I want.

I arrive at her place, I look around and see that the neighborhood isn't the best, the apartment complex that she lives in looks like it's one wind storm away from crumbling. I walk up the steps and ring the doorbell. I hear a female voice scream "Aella!, your date is here!" I assume that is her friend yelling like that. That's when the door opens and the most beautiful woman fills the entry way, I scan my eyes up and down her body, my hands itch to trace her shapely thighs, and her lips I can't help but imagine her on her knees with her full lips wrapped around my cock. I stop my thoughts from going any further, I don't want to be sporting a hard on in front of her right now, instead I hand her the rose, "You look beautiful tonight, here a rose to signify your beauty." Before she can even grab it her friend yanks it out of my hand.

"Give me that, I'll put it in a vase, shoo shoo get out of here now, I won't be expecting you home till tommorrow morning." I raise my brows at her comment and Aella gasps "Melanie!" I let out a small laugh, her friend is something else.

"Your friend is a bit overbearing isn't she." I say.

"She is but that's just her personality."

I escort Aella to my car, I open the door for her and she just stares at me weirdly "Oh thank you." I arch my brow and ask "What you've never had a man open the door for you before?" She doesn't say anything and just gets in. Maybe she doesn't have a lot of experience with men.

Once I get in and start the car I look over and see she's trembling a little, I study her face is she about to have an orgasm right now? I know that when the car first starts you can feel the vibrations strongly from the inside but after a few minutes it tones down. I Keep watching her face, after 2 minutes I see her visibly relax, that's when she looks over at me. I just stare at her, fuck she looks so beautiful in that dress, I wanna peel it off her body slowly an- "So where are you taking me tonight?" She pulls me from my thoughts, after a few seconds I tell her "It's a suprise bellisima." On our way there I reach across and just hold her hand I smooth my thumb acrosss her knuckles and just look over at her every few minutes.

Once we arrive at Giuseppe's I hear Aella gasp beside me "Lorenzo, the waitlist for this restaurant is like a few months, how did you get reservations so fast?" I smirk at her question "I didn't have to make reservations, it helps that I know the owner personally." We get out and I escort her immediately to the balcony.

"Are we not eating inside?" she asks.

"No, we'll be eating on the balcony just the two of us." I look over at her and see her smiling innocently, fuck the little things that this woman does to my body. Once we're seated a waiter comes out and hands us a menu, I already know what I'm having so I don't bother looking at it but Aella she's studying the menu intently.

"Do you know what you're having amorina?" She jumps at my voice and nods her head "Yeah I know what I'm getting." Once the waiter comes back I let her order first.

"Can I have the Four Cheese Manicotti, please" She smiles sweetly at the waiter, I can't help but feel a little jealous all her smiles should be for me. I clear my throat and the waiter looks at me, I give him a hard look before saying " I'll have the Steak Pizzaiola, and two glasses of Bolgheri make sure they're the 2015 edition." I hand him the menus and wave him away.

"So amorina, tell me all about yourself." I demanded.

"Well there's not much to tell, it's just me, my mom and Melanie, she moved in with us when her Mom died 2 years ago. I never knew my dad Mom says it was some guy she dated for a few months, he didn't want any responsibility when he found out she was pregnant with me but she did give me his last name so that I can know where I'm from, Mom says he was Irish. And on my mothers side she's Armenian she said I got my eyes from her grandmother, oh and I'm in college right now, I'm earning my degree to become a veterinarian. I also work part time at the library, it''s actually a little boring all I do is organize books, I dust them but here's my favorite when the little preschoolers come in I get to read to them and it makes me so happy."

As I sit here and listen to her I realize I can listen to her talk all day long, her voice soothes something inside me, makes me calm and relaxed. And that's when she asks me "What about you Lorenzo, can you tell me something about you?"

We eat our meals and sip on our wine. I tell her how my grandfather migrated from Italy to here and how he started out with just one hotel in his name. When Dad got older he managed to expand the one hotel into 20 across America and by the time Dad passed the reigns to me I expanded our hotels all across the globe and rebranded ourselves as Mancini Global, Dad's really proud of me says he wishes Luca my brother was more like me, he even said that Nonno is looking down with a smile from above. I also tell her how my mother died 5 years ago from breast cancer and that it was a really emotional time for the family, but I don't tell her about my mother's last dying wish that I had to fulfill. How her wish could've robbed me of my happiness.