You can't wait to have me

Reluctantly, Alessandro dragged her out. "Are you okay?" He questioned, feigning concern.

"Do I look okay? This is all your fault!” She yelled, slapping his face and he held her shoulder, tightening his grip, trying not to hit her.

She jerked his hand away, rushing out before entering the car and he drove to the house speedily.

"Where's the president?" She inquired from the maid.

"Miss he's in an important meeting with high-class officials, he'll see you after the meeting" The maid answered.

"Inform him to come here now or forget about winning the election" She threatened and the maid went to deliver her message.

Roberto came out, angry.

"I want my guard to get replaced" She ordered.

"Is that why you made me leave an important meeting? Stop acting childish and have some manners" He lashed out furiously.

"Childish? If mom hadn't died because of you, would I get trained without manners?" She fired and he slapped her face.

"You should learn to control your tongue, any tantrum from you again and I'll make sure you lose all your endorsement deals" He threatened and she walked upstairs furiously.

"How dare he slap me in front of that bastard? He's gonna regret this, I'll make sure he doesn't win it" She ranted, brought out her phone and began making a live video on Twitter.

"Hello everyone.... I wanna tell you a little secret" She said as she checked the number of views. The door flung open; it was her father.

"What are you doing?" He questioned as he smashed her phone on the floor angrily.

"I'm telling the public that you're a murderer and you killed mom" She yelled angrily.

"I've had enough already, you're grounded" Roberto replied as he walked out.

"I'm an adult, don't think you can boss me around" She fumed hitting the door that he had locked.

Roberto walked out and saw Andrea in the sitting room.

"Can I go have a word with her?" He requested and with hesitation, Roberto gave him the keys.

Andrea walked to her room, opened the door and walked inside.

"Hey.." He drew, sitting on her bed.

"Get out now!" She screamed, standing up from her bed.

"Why do you hate me so much? We were best of friends before" Andrea recounted calmly.

"I was stupid then, now get out"

"You know I like you so much even if you hate me"

"Okay... Get out!" She responded.

"I can help you leave the house, tell your dad we're going on a date" He suggested.

"Well, be my date then" She replied with a smirk, took a gown to the bathroom, changed into it and came out.

"You look stunning" He complimented, holding her hand.

"Yes, I always do. Where are we gonna have the date?" She asked, removing her hand.

"Brant's palace"

"We're going on a date" She said rudely to her father and he nodded. They walked outside and entered his car.

"Can I lend your phone?" She requested and he handed it to her. She switched on his data, went to his Twitter account and made a post.

"WITH ISABELLA AT BRANT'S PALACE” she logged out and cleared his recent apps then handed the phone to him, smiling devilishly.

They got to Brant's palace they were shocked to see many reporters and journalists.

"Miss Isabella! ... Does the president have secrets... Is anything wrong.... What about your social media media, most of your posts have been taken down" The reporters questioned as the guards rushed to block them.

They walked inside hurriedly and sat in a dark secluded area.

"I need to use the toilet"She said and walked to the bathroom with her purse. She saw a waitress walking and ordered her to follow her.

"Give me your clothes and take mine" She ordered and the waitress looked at her with uncertainty.

"Fine, I'll pay you. Please help me. I'm in a hurry, you'll wear my clothes and I'll wear yours. When you get out, work towards that dark corner and tell Andrea I'm gone. Is there a back door which I can use to leave?" She questioned and the waitress nodded.

The waitress pulled her clothes and gave them to Isabella who groaned before wearing it.

"Here's some money for your service" Isabella said and walked out.

Alessandro decided to give himself a treat and went to Brant's palace, he was shocked to see Isabella walk inside with Andrea.

He went to the men's restroom and was heading back when he saw her draw a waitress inside the restroom.

He waited for some minutes and the waitress walked out, he noted that something was different but didn't bother.

She walked out and he stood in front of her.

"Who are you?" The waitress in Isabella's clothes asked and he cursed under his breath and went after her.

"What is she up to now?" He groaned as he took light steps, following her.

Isabella ran when she got out of the building, looking behind her back to make sure nobody was following her.

She stopped and began walking, praying that no one followed her.

She took a right turn as she kept walking. It was getting dark already and she took another turn towards a dimly lit street. She didn't know where she was heading and was beginning to regret running away.

Something growled in the bush beside the road and she stopped.

"What's there?" Her voice trembled as she shook with fear.

"Stop being a baby, just a rabbit or some little animal" Alessandro snapped and she turned to face him.

"Why are you following me?"

"Following you? You wish, I'm heading to my house" He replied walking past her.

"Wait".

"What?".

"I ..i..t..ta..take me to your house" She ordered and he laughed.

"Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not working now and you can't order me around" He responded.

"Just take me there” She ranted.

"Sorry you're not the boss of me, if you want me to consider taking you to my house, you'd have to plead politely then I'll decide whether to be kind or cruel though I don’t think I’ll be kind”

"Fine, please take me to your house" She surrendered.

"No, I can't. I'm horny and would rather spend the night alone wanking than with a rude witch" He answered and she flared.

"Take me to your house now or I'll tell the world you kidnapped me"

"And you think they'll believe you? They would have thoughts of you trying to seduce me to have a taste of my magic wand" He retorted with a smirk and began walking home.

"Alessandro! Get back here you rascal. I'm talking to you!" She yelled, ran towards him and got on his back.

"Get off me now!" He thundered, shaking his back and trying to remove her hand but she tightened her grip on his neck, pressing her breasts on his back.

He groaned slightly and stopped shaking his body and she wrapped her legs around his torso. His thoughts were diverting and he needed to keep them at bay.

He was distracted by her feminine scent which wafted around his nostrils.

"Shit" He cursed and started walking home slowly.

"Horsie, could you walk faster? I don't like staying out at night" She commanded and he groaned.

"If your legs could walk any faster, I'll be glad to get your fat body off my back"

"Oh please, you complain like you're not having the best time of your life. My legs must be driving you crazy and my nipples wouldn't be helping" She teased.

"More like turning me off. You're slender but weigh much more than twice your normal weight. I love slender ladies who are very flexible, you can't relate though because you're still a girl" He ridiculed and she touched his ear.

She used her teeth to graze it slightly and he sucked in a breath.

"Stop it"

"Why is this your weak spot or I'm doing a terrific job and you wanna have me?" She teased as her legs moved to his groins.

"Enough already! Get down witch" He yelled, kneeling, she got off him angrily and used her shoe to hit his head then walked away.

"Oh please, tell me you have another house or something underground... Please say this isn't yours” She inquired, looking at him with disgust.

"If you don't like it, I'll be happy enough to lock the door in your face" He replied and she frowned.

"You lack courtesy, as a guest I deserve the best service. You should thank me and count yourself lucky because I plan to spend the night at this chicken coop of yours" She ranted and he laughed.

"I'd rather watch Barbie than spend my time giving you the service you wish for" He concluded as he placed his finger on the panel and the gate opened.

He led her inside and she looked around.

He opened the sitting door and she scoffed, she envied the portraits of his family that filled the room, wishing she had family portraits like his.

"Where's your room, is there any room larger than yours? I'm so not used to staying in a stable" She taunted.

"How about you leave and go find your mansion or castle?” He suggested and she sat on the large couch.

"Get up, I need to scan your body, I wouldn't want the paparazzi and reporters to wake me up" He said and she ignored him.

"I know you're dumb but are you too dumb to know that you have trackers on you and you could be tracked easily?" He mocked and brought out a small scanner.

"What makes you think this little thing would detect anything on my body?"

"Well miss rude, this is one of the most effective scanners in the world worth 7 million euros that could detect even the slightest metal or device" He answered, raising his brow.

"Okay fine" She replied standing.

She raised her arm as he began scanning from her toes to her head. The scanner beeped and she gawked.

"You fool, it's just my hair band" She mocked, removing it and he collected it.

"I need you to change your clothes, I'll have to burn them"

"What! Why would I? I wouldn't do such, do you know how much these clothes cost? What would I wear if I burn these" She grumbled.

"Okay then, I'll gladly wait for the president to come to haul you away tomorrow"

"Shut the fuck up. I can't burn this dress, it would pay double your salary” She insulted, forgetting she was dressed in a maid’s dress and he chuckled, using a finger to point at her dress.

"I'm tired of arguing. I'll call Mr president tomorrow and tell him to come to take you, I could even get rewarded for my patriotic act" He replied, walking to his room and she followed him.

"Fine, I'll change into any good dress I see"

"Great, knock yourself out. I have a full closet of clothes for my strippers, you can take anyone you like" He dismissed.