"I want to write poetry with my tongue inside of you Mi Amore".
A young journalist,
Celeste,
goes undercover to investigate a
reclusive billionaire's,
Sante Morelli,
rumored secret life. She infiltrates his world and uncovers not just his hidden pa...
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Ex factor- Ms. Lauryn Hill
Me and Macey looked up at the large estate ahead of us in complete admiration of how beautiful and elegant the home was.
The exterior was insanely perfect and had an old school look too it.
Macey nudged me and gave a small smile before walking confidently. I catched up to her in my black stilettos and walked up the stairs.
The closer we got to the entrance the louder the voices were. It seemed like hundreds inside the home.
I opened the door and let Macey in first before walking behind her. Eyes fell straight on us making me slowly look over at Macey who eyes were on me.
I cleared my throat and faced the crowds of people before giving a warm smile and began to walk with my hand in Macey's ignoring their stares.
We were- well I was invited her by Haynes but I insisted Macey come too. I know how bored it gets being in a room all day.
Besides our bond has been improving.
As we got deeper into the home I was blown away. The interior was so old fashion yet so elegant it was truly beautiful.
the high ceilings that had Roman details, the kitchen that's so perfect- I even caught myself dragging my fingers along the marble counters-
"Love it?" A voice snapped me out my trance making me look over my shoulder too see Sante. I turned fully around and gave a simple nod, "what are you doing here?" He bluntly asked before taking a sip of his drink in his hand.
"You don't seem dynamic that I'm here." I gave a small smile and he gave a humf, "what are you doing here-"
