| ALESSANDRO |

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y

The next day Alessandro took the day off of work and wanted to spend the day together. We were sitting in one of his sleek back cars on our way to several destinations unknown to me. He only gave me one. The beach. So I have thrown on a cute vintage Burberry two-piece with a small cropped blazer and a skirt to top it off. I let my hair in my usual loose curls over my shoulder and a straw beach bag.

Alessandro was looking onto the street ahead of him. His hand was resting on my thigh.

"Why are you smirking like an idiot?", I noticed after I stopped admiring the veins on his hand. He squeezed tighter.

"Watch it tesoro. But I'm not gonna tell you that easy. Its a surprise."

I gave him a suspicious look. Then I leaned back and watched the passing landscapes out of the window listening to Nelly and Kelly Rowland's love story.

We finally reached the beach. Alessandro stripped out of his shirt and slacks and started carrying a basket towards the beach. I was right behind him enjoying his back muscles contracting and moving. I was so hypnotized that I didn't even notice that we were not walking to the beach crowded by people but to a more remote place next to it.

"Yo, where are we going to? The beach is there?!"

"You really thought I was gonna let you go there looking like that? You know better mi amore. We're going to a part I bought.", he laughed slung his arm around my shoulders kissing me on the forehead.

"Lol, ok", I said confused but kept going.

We reached the white-sanded empty area. To be honest, I really liked the empty area better. I was so tranquil and relaxing to not have to elbow through sticky naked bodies fighting for a spot someone will, later on, steal from you.

"Go change there gattina, I'm gonna wait for you", he pointed to a small beach house. I walked into there. Inside there was a quite large changing room with a grand mirror, a gym, and a bathroom. I stripped out of my blazer and skirt and put them into my bag.

When I stepped outside Alessandro was already leaning against the railing of the beach house. He looked so good in his black tight-fitting swimming pants. My eyes starred down the trail of his broad chest to his oiled up six-pack and further... I felt his eyes resting on me. To my surprise not even on my body. Just on my face.

Like an animal hunting his prey, he slowly walked towards my eyes never leaving me. He put his hands on my upper arms. I shivered by his touch. He now was towering over me. Just starring at me. What was he thinking? I felt nervous and looked down onto him to die for the stomach. He came closer to my ear and whispered:

"Il mid ad Amare", he softly put his fingers under my chin making me look into his eyes.
(Mine to cherish).

I saw something in his eyes which I have seen before, but yet never could clearly point what it was.

He took my hand and lead me to a yacht on which we went a bit further onto the sea. We jumped into the water and play fought, fooled around for a few hours, and drank out of coconuts. Then Alessandro told me to go back and put on a new outfit because we were going to part two of the date.

So I went back into the beach house and was astonished by what he has chosen for me. It was totally what I would wear.

It contained a light-blue tube top with glitter details, a rhinestone-belt and a pair of light blue jeans making my bum look juicy. He also added accessories. A few rhinestone-silver necklaces and earrings. It was so Y2K. It was perfect. My style is either Y2K bougie, 90s hip hop, or elegant classy, no in-between.

I gladly put on the outfit wondering whether Alessandro had bought the outfit. A man that knew my style. I internally screamed. I walked outside over to there car where he was already waiting to wear sun-glasses and smiling.

The sun was gleaming when we stepped outside the car. To my surprise, Alessandro took me shopping. We skimmed through a few designer stores and thrift shops.

Later with his hands full of shopping bags, we ended our day by eating dinner in a prestigious restaurant.

"I really hope this time you haven't rented the whole shop just to keep it for us!", I said as a waiter lead us to our table.

"As much as you know I would like to,  no."

We sat down and Alessandro started ordering in Italian. Even though I didn't get a thing he said, I still was mesmerized by how sexy he sounded while doing so.

We were sitting right to each other when I suddenly felt his hand on my thigh. It went further up at a dangerously fast pace. I looked at him shocked, but he didn't just stop there. He started rubbing my core. I tried pushing his hand away, but he couldn't be moved away not even for an inch. He went faster and I started feeling myself getting wetter. I let out a small moan making the couple at the table next to us give us a strange look. When they looked at Alessandro he just shrugged his shoulders.

The damned handsome son of a bitch. I can play the game too. Or just break it off.

I got up and went to the bathroom knowing he would probably mad, but I really didn't care. I just stood at the entrance of the bathroom and stared at the pictures of Brad's new make-up looks, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Yasmine! Nice to see you!"

"Fuck," Imran smirked at me.

"What are you doing here?", I nervously gadget with my phone and took a few steps back.

"Im here with my company. Outing for some bonding and all that shit, you know."

I let out a small laugh feeling uncomfortable.

"Anyways, who are you here with?"

"Ehm...with."

"Her boyfriend. Nice to see you again Imran", Alessandro came out of nowhere shoving me behind him. His eyes turned cold and emotionless.

"Nice to see you, Alessandro." And with that Imran slowly reached to his back pulling out a gun and shot.

Uuuooo why the fuck are they pulling guns on eachother?
Do they know eachother?
And what is going to happen.
Lol even i'm excited.
Find out soon.
xoxo