𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 | ✓

Chapter Thirty Four

I wake up with a light headache. Even though it didn't hurt that much it was still annoying. I squint my eyes and notice Vincenzo on the phone facing the wall.

"Just take them to the warehouse and keep them there." He orders before turning around to see me staring at him. "I'll talk to you later." He cuts the call and puts the phone in his pocket.

"Isn't this your room?" I ask a bit confused.

He nods his head and makes his way to the bed and sits down. "How are you?" He asks.

"I'm fine. I have a slight headache, though it's not that bad." I explain. My eyes move down to his shirtless body. I lick my lips but then force myself to look away. "Where's Amelia?" I ask, worried.

"She's fine. She's sleeping in the other room." He assures me.

A sigh slips out of my mouth and I begin finger combing my messy hair. "I don't really remember anything from last night." I begin. "Did I do something stupid?"

He shook his head. "You just went out with Amelia and got a bit drunk."

"There was a guy I was with. Where's he?" I look back at him staring directly into his eyes.

"I didn't see any guy. Amelia told me you collapsed on the dance floor."

A part of me didn't trust anything he was saying but another part of me was forced to believe him. I looked down at the shirt I was wearing and realized I didn't recognize it.

"It's my shirt." He speaks almost as if he could hear the thoughts in my head.

"Here I'll give it back. I'm sure you don't want me wearing it." I begin taking off the shirt and hand it to him.

He smirks as I detect lust and mischief in his eyes. "Is this an excuse for me to see your breasts?" He asks.

Looking down at my shirt I realize what I've just done and snatch back the shirt to cover myself back up. "You understand, Mr Varallo."

"Why do you still call me that, Miss Rossi?" He mocks

"Why do you still treat me as nothing more than your employee?" I question back.

He runs a hand through his hair before giving a brief sigh. "You told me I should treat you like my employee. Nothing more and nothing less."

"Yeah, when I-." I stop myself from finishing that sentence realizing it would end up with me looking stupid. "I'm sorry for offending you, I was just upset." I apologize, once again.

"I know." He responds.

I glare at him, expecting him to say sorry back for being a complete jerk. "Where's my sorry?"

"For what? Telling you to do your job?" He chuckles, darkly.

I sigh in defeat and pull the covers away from my body only to realize I had only panties under. "If that's how you feel then okay." I climb out of his bed and wince at the coldness of the floor. There couldn't have a carpet or even a rug?

He grabs my waist and sits me down on his laps. "You of all people should know I'm naturally a dick." He smirks pressing his lips against my neck.

"I still have a boyfriend." I remind.

He removes his lips from my neck and stares at me straight in my eyes. "When are you going to learn that isn't going to stop me from getting what I want?" He asks, smashing his lips against mine.

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They're finally back together!!! Not going to lie, exams have been affecting my writing. Like the last time I wrote something was like 10 days ago. Thank God these chapters are pre-made.

Someone asked why I'm giving so many double and triple updates. My exams are coming up so I want to give you guys as much because I don't think I'll update that much.

Next chapter right now.

QUESTION OF THE DAY: VINCENZO OR FRANCESCO?