Unapologetically Me

CHAPTER 8

...Valentino's P.O.V...

After hearing that I have to stay behind with Genevieve, I had to try so hard not to squeal like a girl. I'm always this tuff bad guy that nobody likes because I'm always arrogant. But just seeing Genevieve is enough to get Tino junior alive. Her smile sends a thousand volts of pleasure through my veins, igniting my insides. I have no idea what this is but I sure as hell don't want it to end.

Never in my entire life have I wanted someone so bad, craved for someone so much. I hardly know her and I'm already a fool caught in her trap. She must have every guy fall at her feet begging to worship her body. God Vee!! What have you done to me!? I'm doomed now aren't I?

It's like I'm the sinner and she's the saint that entered my life, ready to sprinkle my darkened soul with holy water. If only she knew that not even the holy spirit could cure my tainted soul. Only she who has captured it has the power to end it.  Mi amor! What has you done to me!? I must have her. Nobody and I mean NOBODY!, can stop me. I know I'm sounding a little possessive, but I can't let my precious señorita slip away.

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When I was five, Alejandro and Alejandra moved here to America to live with my grandparents. We have different mother's but the same father. So when their mother died in a terrible car accident, my father sent them here. I stayed in Barcelona until the age of twelve and moved here with my mother after she and my father got a divorce. My grandparents offered to have us stay with them. They had an extra two bedrooms since my siblings refused to sleep in separate rooms.

I ended up living the rest of my years until this point here in Boston. When I was old enough, I moved a little south and ended up living in a small house in Charlotte. A year after that I moved to live with Alejandro in Nashville. That's how we ended up living near to Michael's parents place.

That's mainly how we always kept in touch whenever Michael was away on business and things. Boy those were the days.

I had a sister by the name of Marisol. She was seven years younger than me and was taken from us by the cruelty of cancer. She was my everything. I've never loved anyone as much as I loved her. I spoilt her rotten. She barely made it to her forth birthday. I was crushed. That's sort of the reason why my parents had a divorce. My father couldn't handle the pain. Marisol looked just like my mama and he couldn't bare the fact of looking at her without breaking down. So he, being the shameless coward he is, left us. I don't blame him, and I do miss him, but I can never forgive him for leaving our family when we needed him the most.

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Genevieve isn't very good with meeting new people I see. She has this blush going on whenever I look at her. She's so adorable. I'm so whipped!!
Mama would throw a party if she knew I finally found someone. Yeah I know I don't know her very well but it's the soul you fall for not the shell covering it. All I need is some time to talk to her, and Michael provided it. Thank the gods.

"Hey erh Angel?! What's the matter? You seem pretty lost in your thought there."
I couldn't help but notice her cheeks flame a light shade if pink, while trying to hide her face in her hair. Cute.
I slowly walk up to her attempting to touch her cheek, but she whelps and jumps away from me.

"Uhm no I'm f-fine. I'm just gonna clean this up and you can m-make yourself at home."
With that she speeds out without a second glance. Sigh.

I really need help. There is no way you can fall for someone at first sight. I mean look what happened to Romeo and Juliet. Tragic tale. Anyway.....

"Jul- erh I mean Genevieve?!"
I decided to help her in the kitchen with the cleaning since I have no idea what to do. She visibly shivers at the mention of her name. Not from fear but...pleasure I think. So I affect her?

As she turns around I notice an emotion flash across her face. It's a mixture of shyness and pain. I just wanna kiss all her pain away. Damn Tino. Shut up or she'll think you're a creep.

"Yes?" She replies after some time.

I take a leap of faith and walk up to her. When I'm standing about arms length away, I decide this is close enough. " I just wanted to say thank you for letting me stay here."  I give her a light kiss on the cheek and turn to walk out.

I barely took a step when I felt a soft touch on my bicep. Boy did that send tingles in all the right plac- SHUT UP BRAIN!!
"Wait! I-it's no problem really. I know they'll be back here in about two days then you'll be gone. Plus I need the company."
She looks so vulnerable, cute. She leans up and places a small kiss on the side of my mouth. All I want is to take her right here right now. Uurrhgg but I can't. She's different. I love that about her. I manage a small smile and wink at her before walking out. She blushes at that.

Just as I round the corner to reach the stairs, I realize something.
She kissed me. Well partially, but it still counts. Right?

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