Whispers in New York - Book Two

~Chapter 42~

Chapter Song

Ticking Bomb - Aloe Blacc

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As the bright morning light crept over the bed sheets illuminating the room, Adriana rustled within the sheets groaning as her eyes fluttered open. Face down into the pillow she winced realizing the stream of sunlight shone right on her face.
"Noooo!" She protested rolling over onto her back to find Salvatore sitting next to her with a newspaper in hand.

"Buongiorno." (Good morning) He greeted her taking a sip of his espresso before setting it down on his bedside table. His eyes travelling from the paper to her sheet covered body.

"Dear God kill me!" She whined bringing her hands to the side of head, shielding her eyes temporarily before letting out another loud groan.

"Want another drink?" Salvatore teased turning a page before receiving a loud but ineffective slap to his right thigh by his very angry and very hungover girlfriend.

"Why am I in your bed?" Hoisting herself up to a sitting position, Adriana yawned. She noticed a glass of orange fizzy liquid on the bedside table next to her.

"Vitamins." He cleared up noticing her curious glance, "it'll assist with your hangover. And we're here because it's Saturday morning, I recall a conversation regarding our new arrangement every Friday, Saturday and Sunday I believe..."

"Did we have séx last night?" Taking a hold of the glass, she quickly gulped down all the orange flavoured liquid, even at room temperature it was oddly delicious. "Gosh, I didn't realize I was that thirsty!" She announced surprised at how rapidly the contents disappeared.

Chuckling to himself, Salvatore folded up his paper setting it aside taking back his espresso knocking the remainder back in one fluid motion. "Although you insisted on séx, on multiple occasions might I add? By the time you hit the bed you had absolutely passed out. I had to undress you." Placing his espresso cup back down and turning to crawl over to her he smiled cheekily. "But..." He whispered ever so quietly, "I now know you have amazing cõck sucking skills!"

"Shùt up!" Adriana squealed not wanting to hear anything further. She was secretly hoping it had all been a bad dream. Of course Salvatore was just itching to prove otherwise.
Receiving a quick and unexpected peck on the lips as she remained looking like a deer in headlights, Salvatore scurried off the bed collecting a few items off his bedside table cleaning up.

"Let's get you some breakfast, well pretty much lunch at this hour... Then I have to head back into the club for a few hours."

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Walking into the office, Adriana was greeted with what she believed was the most awful drunken flashbacks she had had in quite some time.
The room smelt of hard liquor and the slight tinge of cigar smoke. The place looked absolutely wrecked. From Salvatore's desk items on the ground and spilt alcohol, it looked like someone had a very good time just a few short hours ago.
With a raging hangover, she reluctantly began picking up the items and placing them back on his desk. Her headache too strong to really remember where each item belonged.
It wasn't long before she noticed the abomination she had created with the blinds. The majority of them were bent and some even missing. There was no way whatever she was doing last night was at all sexy... Not with this kind of aftermath!

Dragging her feet the entire time, Adriana was actually impressed at how well she could clean up with hangover. Reaching her own desk she could not understand why her chair was toppled over onto the ground or why her bottom drawer had been ripped out and thrown on the ground.