LUXURE

9. IN MY HEAD

SCARLETT'S POV

Once I neared my apartment building I took off my wig and wig cap letting my long braid fall down my back. I let out a sigh as I pushed the doors to the building open. I was battling my inner demons. Part of me felt bad for stealing from Giovanni, that was some of the best sex I've ever had and by stealing from him I burned any bridges I might have had with him. On the other hand, I don't have time for a man in my life. Not to mention, he's only into Luxure, not Scarlett. I groaned as I took off my heels and walked barefoot now regretting my decision of not bringing my sneakers. The walk was an extra lonely one.

I unlocked the door to the apartment and locked it behind me as I headed to my bedroom. I put the money from my bra into the jar hidden in my closet. I got ready for bed and climbed into the warmth of the soft sheets as I stared up at the ceiling. My mind raced with all the events that happened tonight. Giovanni's eyes watching me dance are burned into my brain, when I close my eyes, he's all I see. I groaned and rolled over, trying to shake him out of my mind to no such luck.

"UGH." I said as I threw my hands up into my hair and pulled slightly. Why is he still in my head? This is infuriating. I shut my eyes tight and I watched Giovanni sitting at his booth watching me from behind my eyelids. 

I eventually fell asleep to the memories of Giovanni driving his Maserati to his apartment. The way his lard hand clutched the steering wheel.

"Are you going to cum for me?" His voice said aggressively into my ear.

"YES, oh god yes." I moaned.

My eyes shot open. Fuck me, it was only a dream. I can't even remember the last time I had a sex dream about someone specific and not just a total stranger. Ugh. He was taking over my mind. I'm going crazy. 

I hopped out of bed just before my alarm went off. I took a cold shower, letting the cold water trail down my body and sooth my sex-filled mind. When I got out of the shower I brushed and blow-dried my hair straight. My hair fell down to just below the middle of my back, I should probably have mom cut it. I walked out of the bathroom to the smell of biscuits and eggs. 

"That smells delicious mom." I said loudly as I walked into Jordie's room to wake him up. 

We ate our breakfast and Jordie and I walked to his school together. I kissed the top of his head and waved him off.

Work sucked, but what's new. I know I shouldn't work a front desk job if I don't like being walked on, but something about these rich people and their entitlement sends me to new levels of anger. 

Mr. McConnor called me Stephanie today, that was a new low. Not like I've been working here for the past 4 years or anything like that. When I left work I made sure to give the entire building a piece of my mind as I held my middle finger up high, earning a few concerned glances from passerby's. I made my way home. As I neared the apartment thoughts of last night fluttered into my mind. I could still feel the soreness between my legs thanks to Giovanni. 

Oh god, I haven't thought about him all day. I got lost in a trance of remembering the way he held me down and fucked me before I shook my head trying to get the memory out of my mind.

Mom made a pasta with a creamy sauce for dinner. It was delicious. Jordie told us both all about his day and how excited he is about his school play. He's the magical elf apparently. I sat there listening, smiling and nodding along, but my head was lost in the clouds, specifically the clouds of a certain mans dick. Fuck. I shook my head again, trying to rid myself of the memories.