Anything about you sexy

Alessandro yawned as he rose from the bed. He frowned when he saw her curled on his bed. His mind flashed back to last night and he smiled.

They had argued about who would sleep in the room and she succeeded in entering his room eventually, they both had to sleep on the same bed though she had used a lot of his clothes to demarcate their spaces.

He went to the toilet, came out after a minute, took a towel and went to the gym.

Isabella woke up with a frown, she checked the time and grumbled.

“Why didn't those worthless maids wake me up?” She ranted, opened her eyes clearly, looking around and she opened her eyes wide with shock.

“Damn"

She got down from the bed and walked downstairs, running her hand through her rough hair. She took the remote and switched on the television and was amused with the news.

“Damn that old fool, he thinks he’s smart" She cursed and sat down.

Alessandro entered the sitting room, swearing as he used his towel to clean his face, she stared at him for some seconds and he snapped his fingers.

"Wow, he's trying to get more followers with your escapade, apologizing publicly and promising to improve security before his next swearing-in is a great idea right? He must be so proud of you, you're doing nothing yet helping him the most" He teased and she hissed.

"Give me your phone, he needs a good talking to" She fumed, grabbing the remote tightly and he shook his head.

"I could give you an entirely different untraceable number but mine is a big NO"

"Yea, sure anything” She replied and he went to his room, brought out his laptop and began typing. She waited for a few minutes and he handed it back to her.

"I've created an anonymous account, use it to chat with him, you guys might have a little father daughter talk and he’ll send an entourage to haul you off” He instructed, brought out his phone and dialed the President's number.

After a few rings, the President's secretary answered.

“I would like to speak with his Excellency please" He informed me and the phone was given to Roberto.

Her face turned pale white when she heard what he said, she was shivering and shaking her head, pleading silently.

"Good morning sir... ..I saw the news, sir... I'm also on the lookout for her... Shall I report for duty today... Till she's found, sir?... Okay, sir.. I'll also try to check a few areas... Thank you, sir" He concluded and switched off the phone.

"For how long do you plan to stay here? Wouldn't your job get affected?" He requested with concern in his voice.

"I don't give a fuck, till he's ready to grant my requests, I won't leave" She replied with a shrug.

"Look, you can't keep hiding here for long. Soon, they'll find you, my jammers can't keep blocking them forever. I would have to take another job and you should stop doing this, straighten things out with him" He advised genuinely.

"Your lecture is so long and boring. What would we have for breakfast? I want something good” she questioned with a yawn and he groaned.

"I'll order Truffles if it pleases her Excellency. Or should I order chefs from Brant’s palace to come cook for you?” He mocked with a curt bow and she sneered.

"Yes, that'll be better"

"I don't have any other clothes which you would wear except for the stripper's own and I can't order new clothes for you" He declared.

"Hmm. I know you can't afford it so I'll pay"

"Stop being foolish, I'm under surveillance now, if expensive female dresses should be delivered to my house, it'll raise lots of suspicions and you’re not with your phone or credit card” He explained and she nodded thoughtfully.

"So I'll stick to wearing your clothes for now, it’s so not my thing” She puffed.

"Don't give me that face, I feel regretful for bringing you to my house. I had a terrible night, a terrible day and now I'm about to have another, can this week get any better?” He groaned with a frown.

He went upstairs, took his bath and came back, putting on a khaki and fitted T-shirt.

“So what have you been up to?" He asked, sitting on the couch, beside her and their arms touched. They stared at each other for a few seconds and she shifted slightly.

"He isn't ready to comply with my rules" She let out.

"What exactly do you want?”

"I want my social media account back, I wanna return to the USA. I wanna continue living my life far away from this place” She replied sadly and he felt pity for her.

"Didn't you grow up here? Why don't you wanna stay here? You're living your dream life, you're engaged, have maids at your sides, what else do you want?" He demanded.

"ENGAGED?! What do you mean, engaged to who? Wait, Andrea? Do you think I’m engaged to him? Damn I hate, I hate him so much" She disclosed, tears I'm her eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you weren't aware”He apologized and she turned to face him.

"Aware? Nobody told me anything about getting engaged. How did you know?" She requested, her voice shaky.

"When I was offered a job, Rossi, my boss told me you were engaged"

"If making me get married to his puppet is what he wants, then I'll make him regret it. I’ll show him what I’m made off” She said with determination, cleaning her tears.

"I'll take my bath now" She let out and went to his room. She smirked when she entered the bathroom.

"Not so poor after all" She thought as she checked his soaps and pastes, she saw a new pack of brushes, took one and added mint-flavored paste.

After brushing her teeth, she removed her cloth and stepped inside the bathtub. She shivered slightly at the thought that Alessandro had been there a few minutes ago.

"What is wrong with me, I should be angry at him for using the bathtub before me" She thought as she took the soap and rubbed it all over her body, playing with the bubbles for some minutes before taking another large brush for herself.

She drained the water and filled it with a clean one. She smiled when she took his towel and wrapped it around her body. A nasty thought came to her head and she smirked.

She stared at herself in the mirror because it barely covered her ass and she giggled as water dripped from her hair. She walked to the sitting room.

He was holding coffee and when he sighted her, it slipped from his hand, he temporarily forgot about everything as he stared at her dazzling skin, he walked towards her, spellbound.

She looked as sexy as fuck and if it was an invitation, he would accept it gladly.

He stared at her full breasts rising and falling with each breath she took. His hand rose to her shoulders and he pushed her wet hair a bit from her face.

He couldn't control his mind as all he could see was her sexy body. She looked at him with a seductive look and he shivered when she touched his arm.

He cursed inwardly, knowing that his rising dick would be evident soon.

She moved her hand to his chest, using a finger to trace lines and he sucked in a breath, regaining himself, he held her hand.

“What's wrong princess, do you need anything?" He asked with a sly smile and hidden words in his questions, his brows raised and she frowned.

"Yes, I need cream and some undies or I'll have to keep walking around naked like I did yesterday, I'm sure you would want that a lot but I wouldn’t give you that pleasure” she answered and he grinned boyishly.

"That isn't a problem, even if you decide to walk around the house naked for the next two months believe me you're very safe, I'm not the type of guy to go crazy after seeing a girls nakedness, I'm so used to seeing lots of naked girls sometimes I wish I could even react to some girls. Your nakedness isn’t moving me one bit” he whispered and she tried to hit him and he held her hand.

"Did I do anything wrong? I just told you about my body condition. It's up to you to step up on your game, take good care of your body and you might just become sexy one day.

She was left behind, grappling the towel and cursing his broad back with anger written all over her.