The Italian Billionaire's Lover

CHAPTER 15

‘Oh, my timing is bad no?'  Simona laughed watching Alina trying to disentangle herself from Tomas’ arms.  Alina flushed shyly.  Why?  She did not know.  She was an adult and she is married to Tomas.  She looked at Tomas, his eyes were hooded.  There was no telling if he was annoyed as she was, at the interruption or if he did not mind Simona bursting through his bedroom door.

‘Caro,’ Simona tucked her hand into Tomas’ arm.  ‘Lunch is ready, but your father wants a word with you before we have our meal,’ she spoke in Italian.

Tomas pulled Alina into his arms.  ‘You’ll be okay for a few minutes,’ he pressed his lips to her forehead. 

Alina nodded, even though she did not want Tomas to leave her.

‘Excuse me Simona,’ Tomas walked out. 

Alina and Simona’s eyes were trained on Tomas until he was completely out of sight.  There was an eerie silence as both ladies stared at each other.

‘You are very lucky woman,’ Simona spoke in English and nodded as if agreeing with her own summation. 

‘You think so?’ Alina challenged.

Simona sighed.  Do you not know every woman in Italy wanted Tomas as their husband, including myself?’

Alina blinked and sought support from the bed.  She did not think her legs could hold her up for much longer.  ‘Should you be telling me this?’

Simona laughed.  ‘Well it is truth, Alina.’  She pronounced it Ah-lee-nah.  ‘Tomas is sexiest man in Italy, and very rich, and very delicious body.’

‘I suppose I agree with all of that,’ Alina smiled. 

‘I can be honest, because Tomas no pay attention to me,’ she pouted.  ‘I meet Tomas first, before I meet Nico.  ‘I want Tomas very much, but he only interested in blondes___so why he marry you?’ she laughed. 

Alina squirmed.  When Simona waited for her answer, she shrugged, not wanting to get into the politics of the commercial contract of her marriage.

 ‘Don’t get me wrong Ah-lee-nah.  You are very beautiful woman, with body,’ she drew an hour glass shape in the air, ‘exactly like what Tomas likes, but his papa try to get him married to so many rich beautiful Italian women, but he chase all away.’         

He is arrogant that way.

‘You know Tomas like to stay in apartment in Rome.  He not come here for more than one year.  He stay away from his papa, because Nico only complain about Keres and Tomas not like middle position.  Keres like being boss, want to rule Tomas’ life…find him wife. 

Don’t I know it only too well? 

‘You may bump into one of them here,’ Simona warned.  She have claws into Tomas.  Her name is Gabriella Ancelotti.’

‘We’ve met in London.’

Simona winced. She clicked her tongue, and shook her head sympathetically.  ‘I cover your back for you,’ Simona covenanted. 

‘Thanks I could do with a friend.’

Simona laughed.  She reached over and placed her palm over Alina’s wrist.  ‘Friend,’ she agreed.

‘May I ask you a question?’

‘Bullet away?’ Simona nodded.

You mean fire away?

‘How can you be comfortable being a mistress?’

Simona’s hand was still covering Alina’s wrist.  She thoughtfully, patted Alina’s wrist a few times.  ‘Nico is good man and good lover too.’