Cheated (Mr. Control Freak)

LI. YOU'RE A VULTURE

MAX'S POV

Waking up after the most restful sleep I have had in awhile was invigorating. Getting out of bed I had an extra pep in my step and a goofy grin was involuntarily stretching across my lips, I could say my cloud nine mood was due to my perfect slumber, but it would be a lie. I knew it was because I finally attained the woman of my dreams. Well I've had the girl of my dreams for two month now.

Two months ago, today seemed impossible. It was an idea that I just toyed with, fantasized about, now it's my reality. Life was great, even though I didn't get the place of CEO that I was coveting, I was awarded something much more valuable in my eyes.

When I checked the time, I noticed it was already 2 in the afternoon; I wore a pair of sweats, stole a brief glance at Valentina to make sure she was still as sleep, and made my way over to the kitchen and pulled out the plate of sausage, French toast and eggs my part time chef had pre prepared. There was only one plate so I knew I had to eat it quickly before Val woke up, somethings just never change, my food is my food only. Occasionally I'd surprise her with breakfast in bed but today was different.

Unfortunately, Valentina emerged from my room when I was about halfway through.

"Buenos Dias." She greeted, her eyes fixed on my plate.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked because she was walking strange.

"I need a wheelchair. That smells really good."

"I know it does and you can't have any." I told her. I refuse to share with that beast.

"Oh come on baby, you can't just fûck me and then refuse to feed me, it's rude." She complained coming up behind me and wrapping her arms loosely I've my shoulders.

Her words reminded me of the night we shared last night. I have to retract my statement, all dark haired women are not boring in bed. She was so much better than she was in my dreams.

During my momentary distraction, Valentina had managed to swipe away my breakfast.

"Val, give me my food back!" I demanded reaching for the plate.

"Just let me have the French toast." She asked, moving the plate away from me.

"No, I want my shît."

"Ugh, fine. You're literally the worst." She pouted handing my back my food, which I happily snatched out of her hands.

She sat across from me and it was hard to enjoy my meal with her staring at me with a deep frown.

"Just take the rest and stop looking at me." I gave in.

He from turned upside down and she joyfully slid the dish towards her. "Thanks babe."

"You're a vulture." I said just as there was a knock on my door.

I wasn't expecting anyone today, so who was behind the door was a mystery to me. Hopefully, it wasn't anyone looking to bring drama. That's something I don't need in my life. I swung the door open without checking the peephole first, my first mistake, and revealed Tristan with a bouquet of roses in his hands.

"Wow thanks for the flowers, I should find a vase to put these in." I chirped reaching for the flowers.

He laughed and replied, "Sorry Max, these aren't for you. Do you know where Valentina is? She wasn't in her apartment."

"Yeah, she's here." I answered letting him, my second mistake.

"Tristan? What are you doing here?" Valentina question with a shocked facial expression.