Chapter 2: Lexus Matteo De Luca

Wearing a white v-neck shirt, ripped jeans, white shoes, and a cap, Matteo entered a mall just near to his unit. He's now on his hiatus. After the issue of him impregnated his woman co-model, the agency told him to leave the country until the issue died down. That's a big issue, his father own that agency.

He's now in New York. His hiatus is a favor to him after all. He's sick posing in front of cameras and doing different styles just to make good shots.

"What color does she like?" he asked Elizabeth over the phone. "Pink? Okay, got it."

She will visit her Mom later. Here his mother has been living after divorcing his Dad. That was fifteen years ago but he keep visiting her.

And now, he'll buy a gift for her 3 years-old sister.

"This is beautiful."

Matteo's hand froze and look at the woman whose hand is on the pink bracelet he is about to get.

"I saw it first," she's not looking at him as she said those words.

"No, I got it first, see?" His hand is under hers. "That's the evidence."

"Sorry but I saw it first, you just got to touch it first." And then she immediately snatches it from him.

Speechless, Matteo turned to look at her once again. He doesn't know if she happens to look at him even at once. "What the?" He looks around to find another one. The first time of being unrecognized as an idol, he feel kinda insulted.

Later he just shrugged the thought. He's not in Italy after all.

He picks up a pink barbie doll instead.

"For your daughter Sir?"

"No, it's for my sister." Does he look like a father now? Oh, he feel more than insulted.

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"Hi babe," a woman approaches Matteo and kissed him on the lips. He cupped her right butt cheek made the woman groan with pleasure. The loud sounds of music in the bar have no do to their hungriness.

"In the car," he said. He smirk when the woman suddenly obliged.

The next thing, loud moans were heard inside his car.

"What is this?" Matteo asked the woman as he looked at the small paper she had given him. "Room number?" he chuckles. "I'm sorry babe but there's no 'after' after this."

"What?" the woman asked with disbelief.

He nods with a tiny smile on his lips. "A-huh."

"I hate you." The woman slammed the door close and left broken-hearted.

Yeah, he makes out a lot but there are no romantic feelings involved. No exchanging names, numbers, just fuck. And there is no afters, after one hit. It's his rule for every. ‘No afters’. Well, he's the boss of himself. He will do whatever he wants.

And yeah, they call him playboy for hurting the girl's feelings who he bedded. But it's not his fault if they left crying and broken-hearted. He did not ask for it, girls do. They just expect afters. They are the ones who hurt themselves. And most of the time, they call him fuckboy. Yeah, that is the exact term for him. He just fuck, he is just interested with their pussies, not their heart.

His phone rang after a minute. He answered it while zipping his pants with his other hand.

- "Hey motherfucker."

"Fuck you." He combs his hair using his fingers. "What's up Lorenz?"

- "I got you a gift."

"What gift? Am I kind of your little sister?"

- "Just go home and you will see."

He chuckles. "What's with you? How did you know my place?" And then he started the engine of his car.

- "I'm taking my flight now. I'll hang up now. Bye fucker."

Matteo threw his cellphone on the next seat while his lips curve on the side and hurried his car to his place. "What is it this time?"

And when he got to his place, he saw a sexy woman in a red satin dress standing outside his door. The woman bites her lips seductively as soon as she looks up to him.

He smirk and silently cursed Lorenzo. Is she his gift? What a pleasurable gift.

He clicked his tongue and approached the beautiful woman who seems to be can't wait any longer.

Their lips greet and like a hungry tiger, he pushed her inside not letting each other lips go.

"Ah, shit."

And later that night, moans and gasps are heard inside of his unit.

"Fuck, why did you stop?" asked the woman drunk with lust and looked up to Matteo.

Matteo lifted the woman on his top poking his hard erection. "Move." He then slapped the right cheek of her round butt making the woman moan a bit louder and with more pleasure.

"Ah, shit. Faster," he commanded and the woman pleasurable obliged.

And it was just a night. The next day, he moved to another pad. He is sure that the woman will chase after him after their shared hot night. Yeah, he is very aware of that.

- "Let me guess, you bought a new pad?" Lorenzo asked over the phone.

"Yeah, and that's because of you." Matteo chuckle. "Bar tonight?" And only on his boxer shorts, he entered the bathroom when the call ended.

Lorenzo's his co-model and kind of a friend. He followed him here in New York saying Lorenzo envy him so he acted sick to have a week vacation.

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With her palm on her forehead, Sunday came out when someone rang the doorbell that afternoon.

"Who is that?" She opened the door and saw David holding a ... box of pizza?

David kissed her cheek and lifted the box. "Well, we can eat this before you and Shaina go to work?"

Sunday opened the door wider and let her boyfriend in.

"Wow! Did you buy this?" Shaina asked while Sunday shook her head a little. She is 100% sure that Shaina again took advantage of David's kindness.

After they finished the pizza, David offered to drive them to the club but Shaina refused and told them that she need to drop to somewhere so she'll just ride a taxi.

"I'll call you later," Sunday said and was about to remove her seatbelt when David do it for her.

"Babe," he calls her and touches his lips into hers. Sunday responded but when his kiss went down to her neck, she immediately stopped him. "We already talk about this right?"

"Oh, I'm s-sorry." David's ear turns red and looking disappointed as he looks away from her. "I--I f-forgot. I'm sorry."

Sunday tried to smile and kiss him on his cheek. "I'll call you later, bye."

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"Are you okay?" Shaina while buttoning her uniform blouse, look at the quiet woman.

"Just a headache," Sunday replied while buttoning the last button of her fitted blouse. She was thinking about what David had done earlier and his reaction when she stopped him. What if Shaina's right? What if he will find another woman? Though she said that is alright, she will still feel hurt, she's still a woman.

"I told you, you shouldn't have come. I can tell Madame Frost. You don't have to force yourself when you don't feel well."

Sunday shook her head. "I'm okay. If I get absent tonight, I might as well lose this job too."

"Okay then, if you said so, but are you really okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

After getting dressed, they went out and approach the customers to take their orders.

Sunday approach the newcomers. "May I have your order Sir?" she asks in almost a shout.

"You," the huge man with a playful smile taps the sit beside him. "I'll take you as my order."

Sunday's forehead furrowed. "I'm sorry but I'm not the kind of sh*t you think Mister. Now, may I have your order?" This is not the first time someone did it to her, she just can't tolerate this bastard now. She is not in the mood.

The man's brows curved upward-looking annoyed at what she said. The other man sitting opposite of him smiled. "She got you ... two bottles of whiskey please."

Without saying anything, Sunday left and take their order at the counter. And when she returned, she put down two bottles of whiskey. "Enjoy," she sarcastically remarked and then left. That's maybe rude but he's a jerk and doesn't deserve her respect too. Tsk!

"Why making face?" Shaina asked and look at the way she came from. "Oh, yummy ..."

Sunday forehead furrowed. "Yummy their face."

Shaina just laughs at her. "Why are you so bitter? Look, he looks like Thor, the one in blue polo."

Sunday gave her a deadpan look. "I need to go to the restroom." She walk the way to the restroom but her feet got stuck when she saw a familiar figure pinning another woman to the wall and hungrily kissing and touching each other bodies.

"D-David?"

With his drunk in lust eyes, David finds his way to look at her for seconds.

"Who is she babe?" asked the woman in a tiny piece of clothes, looking almost naked.

David didn't answer, he grabbed the woman instead and started kissing her again and acting like she was not here and watching them.

Sunday's jaw drop. She can't believe what she is seeing.