My fucking heart

Chapter 27

Raphael

As agreed, I stood in front of Ana's apartment. After work was done, I quickly drove home to have a quick shower and change into fresh clothes. Black jeans and a shirt. Nothing special, but just to be on the safe side, I decided on a new one tonight. I want to look good.

My whole week had been pretty stressful. I barely had time for anything other than business.

I could tell that Ana was different somehow. She wasn't as relaxed as usual. On the one hand it was probably because we were standing in her office and people could have seen us, on the other hand it could also be that I had kissed her and not tried to message her afterwards. Women love this shit.

Usually, I don't do that. It doesn't happen often that I take such an interest in a woman that I want to see her again. Not of my own will, at least. But with Ana it was exactly the other way around. She did something to me before we've even been in bed together. She gave me insane vibes right from the start, the fire she ignites in me doesn't let me leave her alone, but attracting me even more.

Maybe it was because she was Jasmin's friend and I had already heard a lot about her, but Ana couldn't be compared to other women. I don't know how this thought crept into my head all of a sudden. Visually, Ana is ticking all my boxes. Those long hair and her fine body summarize the symbol of a fucking beauty, I cannot describe this attraction I have towards her in words.

But not only that way, I am also into her as a person. I enjoy talking to her, just being with her... Having her with me... Without any innuendos. She is good company. That's why it didn't sit well with me that Ana thought wrongly of me. I wanted to make a good impression on her.

Standing in front of her door, I rang the bell. I only waited a few seconds before Ana opened it for me. She no longer wore her clothes from work. That delicious blue dress that fitted her shape insanely perfect. But the view that was unfolding before my eyes wasn't any less pleasant to look at. She's wearing a tight white crop top and shorts that showed off her legs almost mouth-watering. Damn, hot stuff.

My eyes traveled up to her face. She had her hair tied up in a braid, while a few strands were hanging over her face, making me smile a bit. She looks lovely.

Only then did I notice that she was on the phone talking to someone. With her free hand she motioned for me to be quiet and to not say anything.

Okay, so the person on the other end of the line shouldn't be aware of me being here. Maybe her parents? Or Jasmin?

Ana stepped aside to let me in. She took a hold of the bottle of wine I handed to her. I thought a little bit wouldn't hurt anybody. She thanked me silently, smiling at me.

„Um," she stuttered, apparently nervous that I was standing right beside her, as the person on the phone shouldn't take notice of this. I'm feeling like a secret fling that she needs to keep hidden.

„Exactly, I'm visiting my parents on Sunday. I won't be here then." she said.

Alright, so it couldn't be her parents she is talking to. She visits them on Sunday? Don't they live around here?

Ana led me into the next room - her dining and living area. The apartment wasn't particularly big, but I was familiar with the horrendous rent prices in Vienna. But the high walls of the old apartment made the rooms seem a little larger. Her apartment was decorated in complete brightness. She had made good use of the size of her apartment with cream-colored furniture, while the plants and personal items made the apartment seem homey.

Somehow completely different from my apartment. But I like it.

Ana went straight to the kitchen stove and stirred the contents of a pan.

She cooked something for us?

Only then did I see that she had set the table for two. Two plates with cutlery, napkins and glasses. A warm feeling spread inside me, twisting my stomach in an oddly good way.

„No, Sunday won't be possible for me. How about Monday? Tuesday would be okay too." she continued talking to the person on the phone, with her back turned to me.

Apparently she wants to meet up with someone. She seems familiar with this person, as they were talking about her family and stuff. It's probably Jasmin she is talking to.

I turned my head in her direction, seeing her still standing on the stove, busy with the cooking food. Since I still haven't gotten what I've wanted since I came here, I made a move and approached her. I wrapped my arms around her body from behind and rested my hands on the kitchen counter in front of her. Without offering her any alternative, I locked her in place. She stiffened briefly and held her breath for a moment. Looking over her shoulder, she indicated that now was not the time. I just grinned but didn't stop.

Don't worry baby girl, I'll be quiet.

With my right hand I brushed her long hair off her shoulder and let it fall down to her back. A wave of her mouth-watering perfume reached my nostrils, making me want to come even closer.

That's exactly what I did. I lowered my head and gently placed my lips on her bare neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin on my tongue. I can still remember what effect that had on her. She shuddered under my touch, which instantly set me off, grinning like a devil who was able to lure another angel to the dark side.

Without letting another second pass by, she turned around and pushed me away slightly, a scolding look on her face. Satisfied with her reaction, I let go of her and held my hands up innocently, indicating her that I haven't done anything bad.

"Yeah, great idea, Matt." she suddenly said.

Matt? She is talking to him?

Ana turned back around and took care of the dish that was still on the oven.

Why would she be talking to Matt? When the fuck did that happen? The more I thought about it, the less I liked it. Matt knew about her weekend plans with her parents. That she wanted to visit them. These were private conversations, not professional ones. Do they have regular contact?

"Perfect, call me then!" she smiled. "And enjoy Tyrol, I'm curious what you have to report afterwards." Her voice sounded cheerful and honest. I don't like that.

Even though this was about Matt, I didn't know what's going on here. I just know that I'm not a fan of it.

After a brief farewell, she hung up.