His black hair and his black suit suited him perfectly. His expression, with the rose in his mouth, as he danced with the girl tango on its most difficult level, showed how much dominance was shining out of him.
Set in Rome (Italy), you and the clas...
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It was another warm morning, with the sun shining down and the bustling chatter of people around me. Me and Kai sat on a round ceramic table outside Café Valera, eating and sipping on our croissant and cappuccino. The piazza we were in, was filled with people who are about to go to work or are sitting at a café to eat their small breakfast.
I felt a tingle of nerves resonating from my right thigh, making me gasp and look for the substance that touched my leg. Long and big fingers, that were decorated with some rings touched my thigh. Kais hand traveled in smooth motions around the area, electrifying me with his soft touch. I smiled at Kai, who smiled at himself still reading the news paper article, that he had brought from inside the Café.
I drank the last liquid out of the cappuccino cup, before the loud gong was heard from a nearby church, signalling that it's 8:00am. Kai quickly drank his cappuccino and put it on the table. He neatly folded the newspaper and laid it on the bamboo stool, that had a white linen cushion on top. He fetched his leather brief case and went round the table in long strides, coming up to my sitting figure and kissing me on the cheek. After the cheek kiss, I quickly turned my head around and kissed him on the lips, which he happily replied with.
I slightly giggled, although it came out muffled at how long Kai kept on kissing me, almost like he just wanted to lay off work and hop back into last night. I slightly pushed him back, whereas he chuckled at his own neediness and wished me goodbye.
After wishing him goodbye as well, Kai turned around and walked towards the bank, that was situated at the end of the Piazza.
I lifted myself up from the chair and quickly wiped off any crumbs off my black with golden lace dress. Having already payed the breakfast inside the Café I made my way to my job that was 15 minutes away from the Piazza.
Arriving at the wedding shop where I work at, I went into the shop and greeted my colleagues. The shop hard a warm wooden walls and ceiling, with white and green decorations filling the room, making it a romantic atmosphere. Viola, the shopkeeper, was already beginning to sort out the messages on the computer while Maria started to embroid some jewels on a dress on the sewing machine. As I was about to sort out the wedding dresses, the phone that stood on the counter ringed, which my boss, Viola took. After some talking she voiced towards me in a motherly and caring voice: "Y/N! It's for you. È tuo cugino."
"Ah grazie Viola." I said, walking up to the phone, that Viola held up for me. I took it from her slender hands and put it next to me ear.
"Ciao Camilla! How are you?" I asked my cousin over the phone.
"Molto bene. I just wanted to ask if you have everything ready for Saturday?" She questioned. I looked at the 4 bridesmaid dresses that are for me and my other family members.
"Sí. I got the bridesmaid dresses here. After today, I'll take them to your place, okay?" I said in with a smile on my face, happy that my cousin is going to get married soon.
"Grazie!" She happily yelled through the phone, making me emit a small laugh.
