I kept admiring the antique furniture as I walked behind Eric, the house was mesmerizing and astonishingly beautiful, the silky golden curtains, the well-sculpted statues, I could never compare it to any of the places I've been to, not even the house I've lived almost ten years in.
"You've got a nice house, Mr. Brandellili." I like that name already.
He let out a sigh before answering me, "It's Mr. Blandelli"
Suddenly, it hit me that his last name is exotic, James mentioned that he is working for Italians. And before I could ask him, we stopped in front of one of the rooms in the first floor, near the stairs.
He entered the room, and so did I, I was stunned when I found myself in the girliest room I've ever seen, pink, pink was everywhere. Pink walls, pink curtains, pink sheets. I started to feel dizzy at that sight, I wasn't fond of pink.
"You keep a room for your old lover? And a pink one?" As soon as I said that I burst out laughing.
"It's my sister's room." He said darting a glare at me.
"Owh" I soon straightened myself up, "my bad" I said apologetically.
He started moving around the room, and smiled at the thought of something.
He looks more charming when he smiles.
I just looked at him and smiled as well, I kept staring at him until he averted his gaze and caught me smiling, soon the smile faded from his face and from mine as well.
"What are you smiling at, you creep?" He sneered raising an eyebrow at me.
" 'What are you smiling at, you creep?' " I muttered mocking him.
"I heard that." He said pointing his index finger at me, "you do that again and you'll regret it."
I ignored his threat and asked "Where are my undergarments?"
He started roaming the room with his eyes, and licked his lower lip, which seemed to be a habit.
"You can check the closet; there is nowhere else they could be in." He stated nonchalantly.
I immediately went for the closet, not able to hold any longer, and hoping that I don't find everything pink as well.
I opened it to see every colour but pink, phew, there were dresses, shirts, jeans, pajamas..., the closet was crowded and stuffed with clothes, and thank god they seemed to be my size.
I opened the other door if the closet to finally see underwear, I sighed with relief, and picked a matching black silky bra and panties, and a light blue summer dress to keep me fresh in this hot weather.
"I found what I want, gracias." I said while closing the closet.
I was about to remove my t-shirt when I realized that Eric was still in the room, checking his phone, leaning against the door in one hell of a hot-damn position, I shook my head so I can cease thinking about how hot he is, "Umm.. Hello? I want to dress myself up." I said trying to get his attention.
He lifted his head up to look at me questionably.
"I need to change." I stated holding the bra up so he can see it.
He nodded, not really paying attention to what I said, and stepped out of the room. I just shrugged and closed the door after him.
I removed the two pieces of clothing I was wearing, and changed as fast as possible, I looked up time see myself in the mirror, finally looking girly, the dress was sleeveless and reached my knees, and it had a V-shaped neck. In short, it was lovely.
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Mafia Parade
RomanceEmilia never asked to be a part of the Mexican mafia. She was just; as simple as you can imagine, thrown into the world of guns and death. But again, Emilia knew nothing about her life, and she realized that it was a perfect lie that she believed, a...