The Precious Nanny | Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter 23 - party aftermath

Cristiano

I parked the car inside the garage and entered the house through the back door. I ignored everyone I came across and went straight to my room opening the door and locking it behind me.

What the fuck just happened?

"Fuck." I yell, taking my suit off and tossing it on the couch beside the closet. I filled a glass with whiskey and aggressively mailed it down my throat. What is this God damn woman doing to me. As much as I try I simply can't take those fucking blue eyes out of my head.

My lips are still tingling from the kiss, what was I thinking, kissing her all of a sudden.

I've kissed countless of lips before, why was I suddenly so drawn to hers. And just to make things worse I'm flying to Germany tomorrow, and with who? Yes that's right, Melissa.

What have I gotten myself into.

I startle slightly when my phone rings, making me seek for the object in order to shut the annoying ringing sound off. My rage increases when I see Estephanhys name on the screen. She's the one to blame for all of this.

"Fuck off." My device is sent flying across the room, slamming against the wall. The last person I would want to talk to is Estephanhy.

I can't believe I caused her so much trouble without even realizing, I feel so guilty and angry at myself. I don't know what I would do if I knew something terrible happened to her because of me. I send all of this thoughts to the back of my mind and walk to the bathroom. I need a shower urgently, maybe that will get my head off Melissa.

After the quick shower, I jumped into bed, not before sending a quick message to Ricardo saying that if my house wasn't empty in the next 10 minutes heads would fly. There was no way I would be able to get any sleep with this pounding music in my ears.

Remind me to never throw house parties again.

And just when I was about to fall into a deep state of sleep, my mind yet again flew to the woman who looked absolutely breathtaking in the tight blue dress. I was doing such a great job not thinking of her.

Fuck me. This has to be some sort of punishment.

It has to end. She just can't keep invading my mind whenever she feels like it. Perhaps if I have her, at least one time. Maybe just then I'll forget her completely. I'm so attracted to her, even her fragile side drives me wild.

I can't believe I actually offended her for trying to be a decent person, when I should actually praise her and not humiliate her.

I'm so fucking stupid.

Everything was going perfectly, even our dance was perfect. I hadn't felt that relaxed in a very long time. I don't want to admit it, but I miss how close we were on the dance floor.

I inevitably began to wonder if she was able to fall asleep, oh god what if she's in pain right now.

I definitely need to get out of here. After throwing the sheet off my body I walk over to my closet and pick up the first thing I find. Putting it on.

I run down the stairs and into the living room still ignoring the few people that wondered about tidying up the place. But I'm forced to come to a stop when Ricardo suddenly appears in front of me.

"Whoa what happened? Is it Melissa?" He asks evidently worried. I feel so upset that his concern towards her irritates me.

"It's none of your business." I walk away but sadly he follows me.

"Ok ok. Just tell me if she's okay." He insisted.

"She is, she got a few stitches but nothing more." I tell him Impatiently.