Loving Rome

Chapter Three: Last Night

I woke up feeling so parched I swore I would drink anything. My eyes were heavy and a thick weight held me down on the soft bed. With my eyes still closed I bring my hand onto the object ontop of me feeling warm hard skin. I drag my hand up the persons back to their curly long hair. I shove the curls back hearing Rome sigh in his sleep.

I slowly shift his body off mine in order to run down the stairs for a drink. I pull the covers away finally opening my eyes to the almost pitch black room, automatically getting a feeling of vertigo. I groan pressing my palms into my eyes. Thankfully, the curtains were drawn and blocking the sunlight from inside the room. Still feeling dreary with squinted eyes I make my way aimlessly towards the bedroom door with arms pulled above my head in a stretch. Just before I exit I throw on a white button up that was obviously Rome's and throw it over my topless self. I don't even bother buttoning the shirt as my fingers were still not working with my brain this early. I barely open my eyes as I navigate through the penthouse which oddly feels off today.

"Ugh fuck," I bang my toe against a wall that I swear wasn't there yesterday eyes still squinted.

I rub my eyes throwing my head back "wake up" I groan to myself.

I make my way into the kitchen opening the grey metal doors. Wait grey metal, oh shit.

"Delilah?" A voice that definitely wasn't Mrs. Greene's has my hand freezing mid grab of the water bottle.

The fridge door is still blocking my view of the person so I finish grabbing my water bottle and close the door.

"Please tell me I'm not at the mansion?" I face Antonio.

Antonio was extremely close with Rome and was extremely involved in the mafia. He was like Rome's personal hit man and was who Rome went to when he didn't want to deal with something. He weirdly never suspected anything between Rome and I. Probably because he thought Rome wasn't into my petite short haired self. I wasn't ugly just not normal mafia boss type. I was medium height, skinny, no boobs a little bit of ass, shoulder length hair, a bunch of tattoos and a scar across my face that always made people look away.

Antonio scratches his neck looking to the side. "Oh you're at the mansion. And obviously had a good night." He gestures to my top.

I glance down at the unbuttoned top that barely is covering my nipples and red lace underwear on display.

"Fuck!" I yell quickly buttoning the top, wide awake now.

"All good, what are you up to today." Antonio asks as I finish the last button.

"I'm not sure yet but definitely a shower. I'm gonna do that now actually I'll catch you at the afternoon meeting?" I question him.

"Yeah I'll be there." I quickly grab one more water bottle and run from the awkward situation.

Rome would kill me if he knew that just happened. I groan trudging up the stairs and glaring at the wall I stubbed my toe on earlier thinking I was at the penthouse. Stupid Rome for taking us back here last night. He got me wasted and then took me here.

I push open the door to my dark room before closing it again. I see Rome's outline in my bed still sleeping peacefully. His naked back exposed and butt barely covered by the satin sheets.

I grin chugging my water as I walk towards the bed. Finally quenching my thirst I place the other bottle down for Rome and crawl into bed once more. I shift my body on top of Rome's my chest flat against his back and legs surrounding his hips before wrapping my arms around him. I place my head into the crook of his neck beneath his curls and breathe in his scent.

"Sei come un koala" Rome's deep voice is muted from his face being pushed against the pillow. (You are like koala)

"Non lo vorresti in nessun altro modo" I smirk. (you wouldn't want it any other way)