Chapter 72
Alessia Guzman
When we reached the club, we were escorted inside to the VIP section. Alfonso the owner came over and I and Isabella introduced ourselves but he already knew who we were through Russo. He gives us the most expensive bottle of champagne on the house and says that if we need anything, to
let him know.
Music blasts through the speakers. Bright light covered the dance floor from a large disco ball that shone the cutest little specks of gliuer. Girls dressed down in different colors, holding trays of martini glasses and shots strut their way through the VIP section.
Leonardo and Alfonso take themselves away fairly quietly and Russo says it’s about business. I take my champagne flute and sip as Isabella perches beside me, also grabbing her drink. Russo grabbed some neat whiskey. I’ll never understand the hype honestly.
“So how have you been! Russo told me everything. You good” Isabella shouts over the music.
I didn’t think that the club was the right place to have this conversation but I nodded my head to her instead.
“I’m so excited to see you and to get out of that cursed house,” I said and she chuckled.
Russo must’ve been eavesdropping in on our conversation because he said, “I want you to stop feeling like you’re trapped in the house. Al. That’s why we suggested finding somewhere else for you to live, somewhere you could go for walks, visit the library, or something”
“And I would also be there with you,” Isabella interjected. “I would love that, I admitted, smiling.
My lips latched onto the glass and I took a sip of the sweet fizz. “I suppose it will give me the independence I’ve wanted.”
“Exactly.” Russo nods. “I just want you to be happy, AL That’s all I want.
“Aww. Such a caring big bro. Isabella teased as she latched onto his arm.
I couldn’t help laughing and admiring how good they looked together.
After I finished my drink. I excused myself from the lovey–dovey couple to go to the bathroom. Isabella offered to accompany me but I didn’t want to be the reason she separated from Russo even for a second so I shook my head no.
After I went, I left the stall to wash my hands and walked back to Russo and Isabella.
The launch night at the club was so much fun. I spent some time reminiscing with Isabella before we drove her to her apartment. After about five minutes of PDAs between her and Russo, he finally got back in the car and we drove home.
It was about one o’clock in the morning when we got home. It’s safe to say that I’ve had a few drinks because I’m swaying slightly on my feet. Leonardo left earlier because, after he met with Alfonso, he decided that he had work to do.
Russo kisses my forehead and tells me goodnight but I remember the last thing Leonardo said to me before we left this house and boy, I’ve been thinking about it for the last five hours..
I headed to the bathroom to freshen up after being in a club filled with sweaty rich men and gorgeous girls. I keep my dress and heels on, flicking my hair over my shoulder.
1 line my lips with a litle bit of gloss and head towards Leonardo’s office. I didn’t bother knocking because, at this point, I didn’t care. He asked me to come and see him so here I am.
His eyes flicked up from his laptop as I shut the door behind me, locking it with a vicious twist. I took two steps into the room and stared right back at him. He has no idea what those rolled–up sleeves do to me, along with the buttons on his shirt that are undone, exposing his chest,
Leonardo’s eyes roamed over me once again. He leans back in his chair, quirking his eyebrows very slightly but I caught it. I know he’s thinking about what he wants to do to me and I know I’d let him do anything he wanted.
“Come here.” He beckons at me with his fingers.
1 tilted my head and lifted my lips in a soft smirk. When I don’t immediately move, his jaw clenches. His eyes fixate on mine before he leans his elbows on his desk. He gives me a look thut says he doesn’t want to be challenged right now but boy, I felt like being in control again.
“Come here”
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Chapter 72
My lips rubbed against each other, rolling the soft gloss against one another. I let out a little sigh and reached to the back of my dress with my arms and began to unzip, bit by bit until it fell straight off my body.
Leonardo’s reaction is everything I imagined.
I stand in front of him in a matching red lace bra and thong, my heels still firmly on my feet. His eyes turn predatory like he’s about to ravish me until nothing is left.
His eyes fall from my breast which are covered in the most delicate and intricate lace, then down to my stomach and my navel. The thong barely covered anything but it’s all part of the look. All part of the tease
Leonardo exhales a grunt that has me smiling as I step out of the dress and take a few steps toward his desk. I stood far away enough that he couldn’t lean over and touch me or something but enough for a little private show.
I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s struggling, trying his hardest not to pounce as I taunt him confidently. I knew he might get back at me like the last time but honestly, I anticipated i
My hand pressed to my chest and I lowered them over my breasts and down the curve of my stomach, towards my core.
He watches my every move like a lion slowly watching its prey before pouncing
I pressed my palms to the edge of his desk and leaned over slightly, giving him a side view of my ass, just a little.
“I Won’t Ask. You Again.” He said, almost breathlessly.
The smug smile on my lips remained as I pushed off his desk and walked around to him. Leonardo leaned back in his chair as I approached, ready and eager for my show.
I knew he liked it when I was in control no matter how much he loves to pretend it irks him.
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