Andriana was happy she lost it to the man she loved. That was always the plan. She knew that Spencer thought she wasn't a vįrgin, everyone did. But it wasn't their business to know. Andriana ran a very private life. She didn't care what the media said, they have no clue on anything. To the public, Andriana had probably slept with the whole population of China. But she was definitely not her fathers girl. She thought sleeping with every guy was disgusting. Why let yourself become a used rag. If you don't respect yourself, no man will respect you.
It had been a week since the funeral of her brother. She missed him dearly. Always questioning why it ended the way it did.. Everything ached. She needed answers though.. Everything about the situation was so fishy. But Andriana knew her brother would of wanted her to stay strong and to stop crying. So she tried for him.. She was lucky she had Spencer, she would smile just thinking how much she hated him when they met and now she loved him. He was a wonderful boyfriend. So caring. He would comfort her whenever he could.. But he was acting strange lately. Whenever they would have sęx and he thought Andriana was asleep he would get out of the bed and tiptoe downstairs.
She followed him this time, his tall broad naked muscly shoulders down to his grey sweats.. She loved how the words Calvin Klein were visible. He stood by the floor to ceiling window with a glass of scotch while he stared at the bright lights of New York City. Andriana cocked her head to one side, what was he thinking about? Why was he drinking at this time of the night? She calmly walked to him wrapping her arms around his torso from behind, hugging his back.
"You should be in bed." He said roughly, not moving.
Andriana frowned letting go. "I can say the same for you." There was a long silence that dragged between them.
Spencer bowed his head down "Works getting stressful." He shook away his thoughts turning around and gazing up to look at Andriana in her silk robe.
"I see." Andriana crossed her arms. "Well you know you can talk to me about anything.. And I mean anything."
Spencer smiled more to himself, she was such a caring woman. "I know." He nodded before looking back out at the view.
Spencer frowned "We've been together for almost 2 months.. That's never happened."
"You've never had a relationship last this long?" Andriana asked, once again wrapping her arms around Spencer's torso, only this time he pulled her in and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
Spencer shook his head "Never."
"Me neither." Andriana laughed, kissing just under his jaw.
Spencer closed his eyes taking in this moment. What did he do to deserve this? You couldn't hate Andriana, everyday he spent with her he grew more fond of her.
"God Andriana, I can't stay sane with you wearing that silk robe." Spencer let out an almost animal like growl.
"Then don't try to be and come to bed, baby." Her voice immediately waking up his downstairs department.
It was 3 days until Christmas and both Andriana and Spencer were busy at work sending each other occasional texts. Andriana of course was sorting out Christmas presents to have sent to her family members and as a tradition she sent out baskets of food and toys to families in need like she did every year. The joy of having money is spending it to do better for the world.
Though something was bothering her, she felt as though Spencer was hiding something from her. She could see it in his actions but like the woman she was she wasn't going to accuse Spencer for something he may or may not be doing. So she left it.. She trusted Spencer.
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Billion dollar girl.
Romance***Working on Rewriting this book. Since I was 14 years of age when I wrote it*** Coming from a family of money and business, Andriana Martino did a pretty good job of becoming a businesswoman on her own. She's powerful and intimidating to men beca...