Chapter Four

It’s Friday night and I am working late at the office with the sight of beautiful night view of the city from my office desk. All the workers have gone home in my assistant Tim has gone home for the night. I eve sent my driver home. There’s so much work to do and so many businesses to take care of.

I might not have enough time to finish it because I only have till next month to resume at the college as a professor. I am to start lecturing next month. If you’re wondering why a huge business man and head of the biggest mob in Italy is going to lecture at a university. Well I guess you will have to wait to find out.

As I continue to look through documents and folders, rubbing my forehead as I read through pages of documents that need to be signed and approved. Contracts that need to be awarded and contracted out. When my cellphone pinged with notification.

I took off my glasses and picked of my phone from my desk and read through the message while pinching the bridge of my nose. It was from an unknown number.

I hissed and was going to ignore it but it could be from one of my guys at the docks. I’m expecting a new shipment of arms and weapons tonight. But my guys know better than to send me a “hi” text

This person has some guts. Honestly it’s laughable who texts hi without any introduction whatsoever? But it could be good distraction so I’ll bite for now. Personally I’m not interested but I’d love to know who has guts enough to text me and how they got my personal line.

I continued to reply and apparently we met at a “friend’s” party. The Coopers. I do some money laundering business with them. I remember the party because of all the parties they have hosted and invited me to, that’s the only I ever attended.

I remember giving one of their kid’s friend my number, not sure of her name Amber? I think. I wanted her to model for one of our real estate advertisement. She has a good figure, but my team suggested against it so I never texted her.

But this person chatting me up I don’t remember them. So I’m quite intrigued. Its normal for women to find me attractive, I’m not new to that information but none of them ever messaged directly. Or ask to have drinks.

Now I was fully interested and wanted to put a face to the name so I finished but a bit of work and sent her a text

Me: where

And the reply came so fast, I was quite surprised. Someone is about to make a very huge mistake. She appears to be quite the company, maybe I can loosen up a bit. She does have a beautiful name. If I have any luck she’d be just as pretty as her name

I relaxed my back in my chair comfortably for a bit sighing. Looks like I’d be taking the rest of my work home.

Hazel

I lost count of how many drinks I already had. But I can assure you I’m starting to feel the effects of the alcohol in my system. Maybe he’s not coming. After all he doesn’t know me why should he come

But he said he’d be here. I looked around the bar again not exactly sure who I’m searching for. I don’t even know if I recognize him.

“Pour me another glass of whiskey” I said to the bartender.

He looked at me disapprovingly but still pour me another glass. As is his job. Who is he to judge me? I will not be judged. Boys and their stupid penises.

He’s late. Maybe he isn’t coming anymore. I am already half drunk. I can barely tell what’s happening around me. Everything seems like its double.

I drowned the rest of the whiskey in my cup. Welcoming the burning sensation it left in my throat.

I am hot and I know I am gorgeous. When I step into a room people stare and sometimes can’t get their eyes off me. I don’t need a man to make me feel good. I might as well just leave. If he was coming he’d be here by now.

I stood up and bumped into a very hard wall. Opps! It’s a man. I really am very drunk. I swayed a bit my legs are feeling very light. I am feeling the full effect of the alcohol.

“OOPS! I’m so sorry! My bad” I smiled and looked up to find this very handsome, beautifully built hunk of man

I grabbed his muscles “You must work out a lot” I said pressing this total strangers arms. I’m feeling him up. I should be embarrassed but ‘I’m too drunk and horny and way past that point.

He should be at least 6.5 ft. tall cause I’m 6 ft. and I still have to raise my head to see his face.

Speaking of which. He looks familiar. Very familiar.

But he also looks annoyed and amused at the same time. Maybe he doesn’t like to be touched by strangers. I withdraw my hands and grab my tote bag from my seat at the bar and tried to side step him

A very tired sexy voice stopped me in my tracks

“Aren’t we supposed to be meeting for drinks and talking?” it was the sexy hunky stranger

His voice is so deep it made my core throb. Oh! My! God!

“Are-“

“Are- are you Leo?” why did I suddenly lose my voice? And why the hell am I stuttering? I never stammer.

I know I’m drunk but I’m not a drunken stutterer.

“I am.” He reply calmly taken a sip of his drink. When did he even order a drink!

“You wanted to talk. Here I am. So why are you leaving” he says sitting calmly in his seat. He is scary calm. He’s not even looking at me.

While I stand in the middle of the bar like a drunk idiot in heat.

I gather my composure as much as I can in this state and wobble myself back to the empty seat left by his side.

“I did. But you’re late. You know how to make a girl feel good about herself. Mr. handsome” I don’t know why I blurted out that last part. It was supposed to be in my head.

For a brief second I see a smirk form on his lips. I ordered another drink and dropped a tip on the counter. “Make that two” his deep voice echoing in my ears. This man is going to drive me crazy and I just met him. I gave the bartender his card.

“Close the Tab and tip yourself generously for looking out for the young lady” he dropped his card on the counter.

“Why? Aren’t you cute… looking out for the young lady” I giggled as I made an air-quote of young lady

His face held no emotion he was clearly not amused by my antics. He stood up and grabbed my bag

“Can you walk straight?” he asked gruffly his fore head having some wrinkles on it. He looked annoyed.

I suddenly feel sad and burst into a feat of tears. He sits on his chair staring at me like I was some crazy hormonal teenager.

“He cheated” I said quietly I’m not even sure he heard me over my wailing.

“What?” his face scrunched up looking tired and confused.

I said more loudly this time “He cheated. He slept with my friend.” I paused

“I caught them fucking in his bed tonight. It’s our second year anniversary.” I continued sniffing.

He sent me a dress. This dress. We were supposed to go to dinner. And he cheated. How could they do this to me, today of all days?” the wave of sadness washing over me

I didn’t think he was going to reply

“Better now than after you’re married. You’re better off without him” he said still looking annoyed.

He looked at me like I was a whining child. He’s a dick but he’s right.

“Can you walk?” he asked again while getting up from his seat.

I fucked it up. I was supposed to be the ex having revenge sex tonight but I guess not.

I tried to stand on my feet but my feet felt so light I wobbled and fell, I was about to meet my end. Seeing as luck isn’t on my side today I’d probably fall and hit my head and land in a coma.

But I felt strong arms catching me. My hero. I stared into his eyes. Our eyes held contact for a brief moment before he grumbled something under his breath and swept off my feet literally.

He lifted me and walked out of the bar with everyone staring at us.

He stepped out of the bar. Walked straight to his car with me in his arms and somehow managed to open the car door on the passenger’s side and put me like he was tucking a baby in and proceeded to wear the seatbelt for me.

All the while I kept my mouth shut the least I could do is not to embarrass myself in front of this hunk any further. There goes all my plan of having wild wild sex tonight.

As soon as he I entered into the car and sat in the driver’s side. His cologne filled the air and I suddenly felt claustrophobic. My heart dropped, the car suddenly felt like there was no room to breathe. All this while even as he carried me to the car not a single hair was out of place, it looked soft and perfectly styled.

What is it with men and having great hair? I wish I could run my hands through it. I studied his form and He has deep grey eyes that just sucks you in, and long lashes. With a straight nose. Then is jaw… omg… his jaw is so chiseled to perfection. He has his brooding thing going for him.

I ran my eyes through his body I don’t even want to begin to talk about how broad his shoulders are. He looks so yummy in the suit he’s wearing and he just has the dangerous edge to him I’m not sure what it is. But I can feel oozing from him. Kind of like an aura you know. I just want to rip off his suit I want to see him naked.

I must have been blind at the party. How did I not notice this beautiful man in front of me? I’m supposed to be sad. I mean I was just crying moments ago and now the way he stares at his phone with the noticeable frown on the fore head. I just want to kiss it and make whatever is bothering him go.

“You’re staring” He finally places his phone in his suit jacket and turn to me. Can the car swallow me up right now? He wasn’t even looking how did know.

“I’m not” I know it was weak but I cannot have him I’m in love with him yet. Maybe I am I don’t know. I giggled. I’m so drunk.

“I’d say I love to know what’s tickling your fancy but I don’t really care and that would be a lie.” He said putting the car in drive and driving into the night to who knows where.