A business arrangement forced us together.
His power keeps us tangled.
And every time I try to pull away... I want him even more.
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ALESSANDRO
I'm currently at a semi formal networking mixer for Namira's launch partners. Office turned glam lounge with soft jazz and champagne flutes decorating each table. Every exec trying to be someone and I'm being tempted by Amira once again.
I see her before she sees me. Of course I do. I always see her first.
She's at the corner table, leaning against the edge, laughing at something that idiot guy said. And not just a polite laugh, the kind where she throws her head back, eyes closed for half a second, and puts her dainty little fingers on his elbow like she forgot the world for a breath.
It's the kind of laugh I haven't heard since Italy. The kind of laugh that makes you feel like you being bathed in sunlight near the ocean. She seems to always be laughing except around me.
My hands curl around the whiskey glass I'm holding. The ice cracks. Good. I want something to fucking break. My sanity, now the ice.
LUCA (beside me, dryly) "Don't do anything dramatic."
NIA (popping up on Luca's other side with a wicked smile) "Oh no, please do. I could use some entertainment y yo traigo el camera!"
Luca grunts like he's been babysitting both of us for years.
I don't answer. I can't. Because that guy just leaned closer. Too fucking close. Close enough that his cologne probably touched her collarbone.
And she didn't move.
He grabs both drinks from the bar and begins to walk her somewhere secluded, or at least difficult to see from my stalker view.
And she fucking laughs again.
He slowly slides his hand onto her shoulder and slides it down to her waist and they walk out of view.
Nia mutters something that I know is smart under her breath, "Peligrosaaaa"
I thrived in an environment where I was in control because I liked things to be done in a certain order. That could potentially be a reason why Amira both irritated and intrigued me.
She made me feel like I lost all sense of control when I was near her. I've never been this fascinated by a woman but there was something about her. Something magnetic.
I place my glass down. Quietly. Too quietly. Then I start walking. Slowly. Methodically. Like I'm not seconds from detaching this man's jaw.
⸻ I round the corner to see them cozied up in a 3 seater.
"You really remember that from the summit? I can't believe you paid that much attention. You're so attentive." Amira says while showing all 32
"Of course. You practically ran the whole show. You were electric and so magnetic."
