The next morning I woke and went downstairs, I felt differently. I was in peace with myself and I had already let Sophie go.
Matteo and I hadn't slept on the same bed again because I just thought we were moving too fast, so I hadn't asked him to sleep with me again. He didn't even talked about it.
As I got in the kitchen I hit something hard that I almost fell. I looked upwards and it was a handsome man with a blue smoking. I was speechless when I saw him. Who was he?
"Damn woman its like you had seen a ghost. I think you are Ava, its a pleasure to meet you. I'm Domenico Giordano," he said as he shook my hand with a playful smile on his face.
I breathed in relief. I didn't know why I got so scared when I saw him.
"I'm sorry you scared me, I didn't expected to see someone right now," I said as I touched my chest with one hand in relief.
"So you are Matteo's brother. I didn't knew you were going to come," I said still looking at him. He had black hair and brown eyes, he looked very different compared with Matteo.
"That shit head doesn't know I'm here. I just came by to talk about something truly important and give him some paperworks," he said.
"Oh my beautiful and lovely Domi! Look at you, why can't you have a girl and bring her home like Matteo did," Fanny said as she entered to the kitchen. She started hugging him with so much excitement.
"Because I haven't found her yet, Fanny. Besides, its better to just have fun, right Ava?," he said looking at me as he started teasing me with his eyebrows. What did he meant? I rolled my eyes and took the orange juice from the fridge.
"Stop bothering her Domenico. Your girl will come. I hope so," she said as she prepared the food.
"I smell like shit in here," someone said from behind.
"Oh, its just Domenico," Matteo finished saying as he entered to the kitchen. I began laughing so hard at that insult. Good relationship, huh?
They both hugged each other with a smile in their face. I watched them quietly as I drank my orange juice. I looked over my shoulder and Fanny gave me a smile.
Matteo's gaze landed on me and smirked as he looked at me in my pijamas. He even liked me like this and he didn't even hide it.
"I guess both of you already met," Matteo said as he looked at me. I shivered under his penetrating gaze I still wasn't used to.
"You can say so," I said looking at Domenico.
"Good. Domenico and I will be busy but we can go out tonight with Charlotte and Noah," he said never taking his eyes from me. He waited for my answer. I loved how he needed to hear my decision and opinion in everything.
"Fuck yes! I need to get fucking drunk tonight. Angelo and Elia can also go, they came yesterday," Domenico said firmly.
"Do you want to go?," Matteo asked again.
"I will love to," I said giving him a nod. I really wanted to, I haven't seen Charlotte and I missed her so much. I needed to talk to her immediately.
Suddenly Matteo and Domenico stood up and left. They were quite the same yet so different. I looked at their back as they left.
"Here you go sweetheart," Fanny said as she handed me a plate with a croissant.
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Fanny and I spent the rest of the morning walking all over the roof garden.
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The night we met
RomanceAva has 17 years old when she runs away from home escaping from bad man who are pursuing her. She meets Matteo Giordano, a 23 year old Italian rich man, in the road were it's the night they met. Will he protect her from the devil? "When the night wa...
