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Chapter 3
•MARJORIE•
I'm freaking out right now! Jamal just left me and Alonzo, ALONE in a VINEYARD and I don't even know how to get out! It's just that big!
Then, I realize that we've both been standing in the same place for a while now and Alonzo has been staring at me...
"Well... I guess it's just us two now." He says making me even more nervous.
"Yea.. Just me and you."
"So, I wanted to show you my wine cellar... Do you want to see it?"
"Okay it sounds great already."
"Alrighty then, I'm sure you'll like it. I can tell you have a great taste for fine wine." He said while leading me to an old barn that was FAR away from the house.
Once we got there, he punched in the security code, and we stepped inside.
"This place is temperature controlled, so you might feel a little woozy for a few seconds.." While I was going unstable for a few seconds..
When I came back to reality, I noticed that his firm hands were around my waist and I was fairly close to him which made me heat up.
"You alright there? Almost fell over there..." he said with that sexy ass voice of his... ugh.
"Y-yea I'm f-fine... Thank you"
"Well good, because I wouldn't want you to miss tasting one of my favorite wines."
He then led me to the heart if the cellar where there was a table for two with a bottle of Domaine Romannée-Conti, one of the finest wines in the country and one that I haven't tried...
"Well, are you going to take a seat?" He says.
When I realize that he's holding out my chair for me, I quickly sit down while he pushes in my chair for me. He then picks up the wine, pops it open, and then pours my glass first and hands it to me.
"Here you go Miss Marjorie."
"Thank you" I say while I blush and turn away.
"Hey, don't hide that... It's beautiful..." He says while he turns my head towards him.
I gave him a small smile while I stare into his dark blue eyes which seems to capture me in a way that I've never experienced before...
Snap out of it Marj! HE'S YOUR BOSS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
"Um hey don't I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow? Being that I am the head and all, I have to get my workers straightened out, So I have to get some rest... I'm sorry" I say quietly without looking at him.
"It's alright, do you want me to write down your agenda for tomorrow?" He says turning my face to him once again.
"Yes thank you" I say blushing my face off..
"Alright, then lets go back to the house." he says leading me to the door.
Why did he have to be so FINE?!?
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•ALONZO•
She is just so humble, I swear.... When she blushes, she sends chills down my back and when she smiles she makes me want her even more. But I will submit to her wishes and let her go.
I decided to strike up a converstion on the way back from the cellar.
"So how long did you work for your last employer?" I asked in curiosity.
"I worked for him for about 7 years... before I- before I.. quit...To come to America..." she says rather nervously... I decide to leave it alone.
As we approach the house, she says
"Thank you for- for tonight... I had a great time. Buonanotte Alonzo, ci vediamo domani. {Goodnight Alonzo, I'll see you tomorrow.}
"Sei il benvenuto, bella... {You're welcome, beautiful...} I hope we can do this again soon" I say kissing her hand, knowing I would make her blush.
And I was right. She blushed and tried not to turn away but her long neck had other plans.
"Marjorie, look at me. Would you stop hiding your beautiful face from me? I think that you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.. And then you're humble about it... I could go on and on Marjorie. Just do me a favor and don't hide your face from me okay?" I say feeling a bit regretful after... I didn't want to tell her all that, but it's too late now..
She sighs as she says, "Okay, it's just hard for me because... it its just a struggle for me."
I could sense that she was hiding something but that would be a matter for another time...
"Alright Miss Émelie, goodnight once again." I say with a sigh.
"Goodnight Mr. Peligrino." She says with a small smile.
Once again I'm caught up in the way she does what she does...
Why does she have to be so BEAUTIFUL?!?
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Home Alone
RomanceMarjorie Émelie a French maid lands a job with a famous Italian journalist Mr. Alonzo Peligrino. Will she let her guard down for her new boss? Or will she keep her head high and vulnerablility low?