darkest desires

chapter 3

I wake up feeling warm and snug, the blanket being wrapped round my waist. My pillows either side of me, and a warm breeze fanning on my neck, making it feel like a summers day.

I open my eyes, bringing my hands up to rub them and yawn, looking around, to realise this isn't my room?

Looking to my side, I see Antonio. His breath was the "breeze" I felt on my neck. His hair is frizzed over his face, soft curly strands falling astray. His arm is the "blanket" I felt wrapped over my waist, his hands gripping onto either side of my hips. As much as I hate him, this somehow feels good.

I'm not sure what we got up to last night, I don't think we actually did anything, but just to be on the safe side I'll get on the pill, I think it's safer anyways since I assume once we get married he's going to want a lot more than just sleeping together.

I sigh, prying his arms off me and getting up, realising I'm still in his shirt and my laced underwear. Great.

I hear him groan, stretching as he wakes.

"your look good in laced panties" he grumbles, his voice deep from just waking up. He literally just opened his eyes, and the first thing that comes out of is mouth is about my underwear, how cute. such a charmer.

i roll my eyes, pulling his shirt above my head and replacing it with my clothes from yesterday, yes, i know that wearing the same clothes two days in a row is quite disgusting, but right now, it was my only option.

He sits up, running his hair through his flawless brown curls and looks at me, i wonder what he's thinking right now.

"would you like to go shopping Tesoro? you'll be needing some new clothes to fill your wardrobe once you move in. All on me." he asks me, well obviously, what kind of girl would turn down a shopping spree? especially one that doesn't cost me a penny. I for sure wouldn't, shopping is my all time favourite.

i nod, appreciating his offer, maybe marrying Antonio wouldn't be too bad. Or maybe he was just trying to get on my good side, either way, I'm not complaining about free shopping.

*

I walk down stairs about 15 minutes later, having my hair tied in a loose bun above my head and my face feeling clean after using some water to wake me up more. I would've put makeup on too if I was more prepared, yet staying at Antonio's house unexpectedly meant that I didn't bring any.

I walk into the kitchen, to find the same boy that was at my fathers "meeting" with us at the party cooking on the stove, I think his name was Lorenzo, or maybe he's Santiago, I'm not sure. All I know was he was the one that looked roughly around my age.

He notices me and sends a soft smile over, he's wearing grey sweatpants and fluffy white socks, and he remains shirtless, yet I can't see much due to the apron he has tied around his neck and waist. what a shame.

"your my brothers wife right? Elizabeth?" He mentions, and I nod,

"Call me Liza darling." I reply,taking a seat at the island and breathing in the smell of his baking. A range of flavours filled my nose, from eggs, bacon, sausage, beans, and even hash browns, how delightful.

As much as I would love eating all of them, I was on a low fat diet from a child, so eating too much all of a sudden would disrupt my diet and cause me to get ill, but gosh, it does smell ever so good.

"And you are?" I reply, feeling the awkward tension between us and already being curious over which one of the brothers he was.

"Lorenzo, your highness" he reply's, chuckling and I roll my eyes at his childish behaviour, he was definitely the younger of the 2 other brothers. "I'm the best looking brother by the way" he continues "you just got put with Antonio because he's got the eldest, but we all know I'm better looking." He says in triumph, clearly proud of himself for being "better looking" than his brother.