| ALESSANDRO |

C H A P T E R F I V E

C H A P T E R  F I V E

I slowly opened my heavy eyelids, slowly taking in the unfamiliar setting.

Most of the furniture was in a sleek black and the walls where empty. There were little to no personal items at all giving this room a rather cold and mean demeanor.

Suddenly two muscular arms slung around my waist and made me unable to move.

I then slowly turned to my right and was shocked when my eyes met Alessandro's perfect sleeping face.

I slowly analyzed his face, this time taking in all the details.
His skin was deeply tanned and smooth, without any blemish nor wrinkle at all. I noticed a small cross tattoo hiding under his black curls on the right side of his forehead.

His lashes were unnaturally long, able to make any girl jealous and his nose almost perfectly straight but a tiny bump.

Finally, my eyes trailed down to his lips, which were full and plump.
So kissable... Yasmine stop he hit you yesterday!
But to be honest, deep down it had kinda turned me on.

"Gattina, instead of starring, why don't you just try it out?", Alessandro cockily smirked as he caught me off guard.

"What makes you think I was thinking of kissing you?",I wrinkled my nose to give my words more weight.

He sat up revealing his toned upper body with several tattoos.
Once again he caught me staring and just chuckled. I

"So..", he mumbled coming closer to my ear."You're telling me that you don't want me to caress this full pout of yours?" I felt his hot breath hitting my skin causing me to shiver.

I felt his fingers slowly lift my chin up and was forced to look into his green eyes, now looking different, full of lust and hunger.

His lips came closer to my neck, lightly pecking the skin. He felt so soft to the touch making me want nothing more in the world than to feel him on my lips.

Then he slowly moved closer to my jawline, trailing kisses to my lips.
I let out a small moan and closed my eyes.

Just as I expected for his lips to touch mine, I abruptly pushed him off.
He caught my hands in a tight grip.
With all my power I wrung off his big hands, jumped out the bed, and quickly ran off to the door and made my way to my room.
After locking the door I fell onto my bed.

What was this all about?
First, he saves me them spanks me, treats my wounds as if nothing happened, and then tries to kiss me?
I felt felt overwhelmed and to my surprise sexually frustrated. His touch has sparked something in me. But I couldn't let this happen. Not again.

I expected him to kick in the door and come at me in a fury, but to my relief, he never came.

I decided to give Brad a call. After all, I haven't seemed him since he I've gotten home and started to get worried.

"Brad, is everything alright?"
"Ehh...sis. Yeah, I'm fine my hot date just dropped me off. I'm just so exhausted, we shagged all night long! His di-."

"Ok, enough with the details. I think I'm fine. I'll just go down get some breakfast."

I got up and looked through my wardrobe. I decided on a pair of booty shorts and an oversized shirt I tied with a hair tie.

I simply threw Alessandro's shirt onto my bed, promising to return it later.

I prayed for Alessandro to not be in the kitchen, but in fact, I didn't see him at all. He probably went to work or something.

I went on making some pancakes and scrambled eggs for Brad and me.
After that, I went straight up to Brad's room with plates and pushed open his door.

He was fast asleep.
"Bitch, wake up I made your favorite pancakes."

Seductively I waddled the plate in front of his face.

His eyes shot up and he grinned: "Oh sis, you know me so well."

After this the week went by pretty fast. Brad and I ordered tons of food and binge-watched movies. We even managed to study.

All this without a single trace of Alessandro.

But I didn't want to waste a single thought thinking about him.
I just lived life.

Our short stay was over in the blink of an eye.

We went back to university.
Everything went back to normal with me going back go to my small apartment, working at a small cafe, and studying my ass off.
Time went on and weeks flew by with nothing interesting happening.

On evening I was working my shift at the coffee. I was about to give a sweet old couple their pastries when I noticed a suspicious-looking black Mercedes across the street.

"Thank you, young lady", I smiled at the couple and forgot about the car for the rest of my shift.

I finished working around nine pm.
I decided to walk since I lived only a few streets away.

It has gotten pretty dark and I decided to walk faster.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a few cars passing by when one of them stopped right next to me. Cliche. I sighed. It was the black car from my shift.

Before my reflexes even could set in, two suited hunks of men sprinted out of the car and dragged me into it. I kicked and screamed, but they managed to throw me onto the backseat.

One of them was driving, while the other held me down and put a cloth over my mouth. Just before the tiredness set in, I kicked the guy in his guts. I heard
him whimper and grinned.
Then everything became dark.

Hey, lovelies, its 4 am and I'm eating Nutella with a spoon. Hoped you enjoyed the new chapter. It seems kind of Wattpad cliche, but sometimes one just needs that.