To Intrigue a Cavelli [The Seven Cavelli Brothers #1]

18. | I Want You |

When Ollie wakes up the following morning, Vitelli is nowhere to be seen. But there is a card on the bedside table, handwritten it would seem.

Feel free to take a shower. Martha'll probably be downstairs. She'll make breakfast. Don't leave the house until I come pick you up. Clothes inside the bathroom wardrobe.

-Vitelli.

Ollie blinks at the card twice and stares a few seconds longer at it than necessary. Before she groggily moved out of bed and into the shower. She's mindful of the bandages she had and opens the wardrobe, curious as to what Vitelli had provided her. 

There were all types of clothes inside, ranging from huge T-shirts to form fitting dresses. The bottom drawers had undergarments, they also were stocked in different varieties. The bras were in different sizes as well. Normally, Ollie would go bra-less during mornings until she was due to start her shift. But considering she wasn't home, Ollie decided against comfort. 

She opted for a lace bra and panties out of sheer habit. And pulled on a plain loose pastel pink sweater and black leggings. She left her hair loose made up her mind to avoid mirrors until she was ready to face her reflection. 

Sure enough, Martha was in the kitchen when Ollie entered. "Good morning." Martha's voice was quiet and Ollie greeted her nonetheless. The older woman looked pale upon seeing Ollie's face and Ollie mentally grimaced. She must have looked horrible.

"I hope that horrible man gets what he deserves soon." Martha pats Ollie on her hand and places a mug of steaming hot green tea in front of her. "With honey." Martha winks as she moves towards the fridge.

Ollie offers her a thankful smile before she sips at the tea, Martha comes back and places a bowl of yogurt, banana's, pomegranate seeds and some berries in front of her. "Greek yogurt with honey, pomegranate seeds and a dash of berries." She explains and places a small container next to the glass of water she brought, "Your medicine." Martha smiles.

"Call me if you need anything else. I'll go clean the guestroom. Vitelli'll be on his way soon." Martha leaves Ollie to her breakfast and disappears up the stairs.

"Thank you!" Ollie smiles before Martha completely disappears. Martha just waves at her in acknowledgement. 

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After breakfast, Ollie went around the penthouse, intent on curing her boredom by exploring as she was still a bit shaken to shake off Vitelli's order to say until he came back and run off home alone. She also didn't want to come off unappriciative towards his help by calling Luca or Dimitri to come pick her up. And Martha's constant presence did not help with it either. 

Ollie briefly wonders if Vitelli had specifically asked Martha to keep an eye on her in case Ollie turned tail and fled. She admires the various painting Vitelli had hung up on the walls and pauses by the small square rack with potted plants all kept in clear jars of water. Everything was all well kept and Vitelli or whoever designed the place had great taste. Everything from the sofa sets to the cupboards appeared custom made.

Ollie admired the neatly arranged CD collection of Black and White films in the living room and the large gramophone placed cleverly by the side of the room with an extensive collection of records. 

Ollie sits down on the sofas there and dozes off without realizing it while checking her emails. There was WiFi in the penthouse but it was encrypted so Ollie just opted for mobile data. She did not want to further intrude and ask for the password, Martha and Vitelli were more than hospitable as it was.

Vitelli had found Ollie draped across his couch like a cloth, her phone was on her chest and from the even rise and fall of her ample bosoms, Vitelli made out that she must have dozed off in the process doing some reading on her phone. Martha had been kind enough to put a blanket over her, but it was half on her as it must have fallen off in Ollie's sleep.