Off guard

monday ; 10:03am

A tall and muscular figure stands in front of me. Perfectly spiked brown hair is simply a distraction from his glorious jawline and glimmering blue eyes. He was wearing a t-shirt and some sweatpants. But God, it looked good on him.

"Sorry, didn't have time to change, I just got up."

I stand there, in silence. I gaze at him, he gazed at me.

"Richard, get her coat and carry her things to her room, unless you want to stay with me?"

He smirks, I ignore.

"Anything but that."

I mumble in utter disgust.
A servant hurriedly runs up to me, collecting my coat and my things, quickly making his way up the marble staircase.

The wolf approaches me as I judge him up and down with my resting bitch face.

"A bit posh for the morning, don't ya think Jo?"
I'm wearing a Gucci silk dress, accompanied with Dolce and Gabanna  golden flats.

"I was late, this is my night gown."
You don't even know how much I wanted to add the words 'dumb ass' to that sentence.

"Don't worry, you won't need a nightgown here."

"Shut up."
I say roughly.

He looks me in the eye. He backs off.
"Show me to my room."
"Not without a house tour."
"That'll take so much time."
"We've got all day Jo."
He strolls back up to me.

"Just me,"
His finger plummets into his chest,
"And you."
Before his finger even approached me, I slap it out of the way.

"Stop pushing my buttons,"
I mumble under my breathe,
"Unless you let me unbutton them first."
He whispers.

I can't do this.
"Show me to my room."

We casually walk down a few corridors until I enter a beautifully designed room, with many closets, a bathroom with a bath, a makeup table, an office table and large leather chair that stood out.

"This chair was the one your father gave mine."

I stare at it for a while.

"I'm going to change."
I say turning to Luca who's standing in the door frame, signalling him to leave.
He stands still for a while.

"Oh, you don't want me to assist you?"

I slam the door shut. God, he loves playing with me.