Soren Bianchi [+18]

15. Piccola Pantera

AURORA DANIELS

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My arm was much better, though I didn't feel like going to work. I've gotten so used to working from home, it made my life much easier. On top of that, I didn't have to deal with Beth the bitch.

It was evident I didn't have any friends at work, and despite having my friend Adrienne around, I haven't had the time to hang out with her as much as I'd like.

Ever since the whole incident at the museum, Soren has become extra protective. I noticed that we'd usually have a black SUV trailing a few meters behind us, whenever we went.

This was when I started pestering him to let me meet them. I was told 'no' because 'it's not safe, Amore,'.

He was the Mafia boss what do you mean it's not safe? The scariest person I know and he literally wouldn't let me out of his sight. So, that led me to what my current situation was.

Soren was currently creating space in his closet for me, he refused to let me live by myself.

I didn't mind living in his luxury Mansion, but that just meant that I was paying rent at my apartment for nothing if I was not going to be living there.

I walked upstairs into Soren's bedroom, making a beeline to the walk-in closet, where he had been cooped up all morning.

I stood against the doorframe as he moved clothes to different shelves. I admired his Greek-like body, he was shirtless, so it was much easier to drool over his muscles as they tensed up.

He was also in regular black shorts, allowing me yet again to gawk at his stature.

His tattoos were on full display. They moved with his skin as he began to drill in new shelves for extra space for me.

"Soren." I grabbed his attention.

He turned around, stopping everything that he was doing to look at me. "Yes, anymore?" He answered.

He walked over to me, with a concerned look on his face. He placed his hands on my cheeks, examining my face as if looking for any form of discomfort, injury or something along those lines.

"You've been working all day. And I'm going back to work soon. Can we please just do something fun!" I whined, pouting my lips and crossing my arms over my chest.

"What do you want to do?" He asked, as he grabbed a hand towel that was on the floor and began wiping his hands.

"I don't know, I just want to get out of the house," I groaned.

I was only somewhat familiar with my area, yet my familiarity was linked to the basics, the mall, local fast food places,  a few restaurants and the park where I would take my niece Quinn and work, but that was about it.

You always see in the movies how beautiful a new country was and they'd always make it seem like it was a magical, unseen place before.

And that's what I wanted to experience.  I was too tired of being at home. I wanted to go out and have fun.

The last two weeks have been stressful,  the only form of pleasure I had was Soren, and not just that type of pleasure.  But just basking in his presence, enjoying him as a whole. The more time I spent with him, the more I realised I wouldn't be able to catch myself fast enough when I fell and that was certainly the case.