Aldo offered Sarah a ride to town. Of course she accepted it, it’s
not like she had another means of getting there. There was so muchwork to be done, she was quite proud of herself for getting this far.Without, you know, breaking down. She tried her best, it was bestie’swedding after all. The car ride took almost two hours and the whole time Sarahwas going over her duties in her head trying to create the schedule inher mind and get things in order. The sited next to her, Aldo was quitebusy himself, staring endlessly at his tablet. Seemed to be going oversome work. Sarah stopped for a moment. He was so focused, if shestole a glance he wouldn’t notice would he? She took one look, just onelook, and quickly retracted her gaze. He was too beautiful, too much tocomprehend with just one glance so she looked again. Unfortunatelythe second time wasn’t as stealthy as she had hoped it would be. Theireyes suddenly met, caught up in a super tensed atmosphere, there wasno way to look away. She suddenly felt like a child who had beencaught doing something bad. Then his lips parted and he said a fewwords, none that she heard. She was completely mesmerized andchose to indulge in the sensations around her. His brown eyes, theperfect nose bridge, lips that were just the right size shape andplumpness, a chiseled chin, prominent cheek bones and such a definedjawline. His face was enough, why did his body have to also be so good?And as if those were not enough, his composure, his aura, all the tinygestures he made –there was no denying the fact that this man wasfine. As he spoke, she watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down,his lips slowly opened and closed and his sexy voice carried andinaudible charm. He was audible enough, she could not hear himthough. This thirsty woman was focused on other things until she heardhim call out here name. “Sarah?” he said with slightly furrowed brows. She had been lookingat him the whole time but he felt like she wasn’t listening. “Huh? Yea?” she quickly snapped out of her dazed state hoping shewasn’t caught. Too late sweetie. “I asked when you will be done today. Do you need a ride to yourhotel afterwards, I can one of my drivers to come pick you up, just tomake sure you are safe.” “Oh, no need for that. I’ll be just fine. Thank you for bring me all theway here, I’m truly grateful.” She just realized the car had stopped andshe was in front of the Canossa’s family house. “It was my pleasure. Enjoy your day.” He said smiling with his eyes. “I’ll try, enjoy yours too. It was nice meeting you Mr. Accardi.”She said with a quick smile as the driver opened her door. She steppedout and waved at the vanishing car. Taking a deep breathe she rang thebell and shortly after the gate was open. “Well, here goes nothing” shethought to herself as she walked into the formidable building. On the other end of the city a black Benz drives into the parking lotof a huge building. About a dozen people wait patiently as the man inthe passenger sit gets out of the car. With a bow the all great him inunison. Not a word escapes his lips. He starts walking towards theelevator and the people behind him follow him cautiously. A youngwoman quickly goes Ove what seems to be his schedule for the day. Hisface remains expressionless as he listens to her speak. The littlesecretary struggles to keep up with his long strides, by the time hissteps come to a halt in front of the elevator her breath is heavy anduneven. Without looking at her he says, “you should work out more, youlook like you are about to faint. Unless you expect me to slow down foryou.” He said the last part with a dangerous look in his eyes. She couldsense it in his voice and quickly responded. “Not at all sir, I’ll take care of it.” she had been working here for 8months. That is longer that the last secretary and the one before that. Itwas said that working for him was extremely difficult but so far she haddone her best because she couldn’t afford to lose her job. She quickly regained her composure and as soon as the elevatoropened she motioned for him to get in and followed along with abodyguard. The rest of the guards took the stairs. They walked througha corridor into the chairman’s office. The secretary took her seat at thedesk outside and the guard stood beside the door after opening it forthe chairman of A.S.R group of enterprises, Aldo Accardi to walk in. Lana, the secretary could sense that the air round her boss wasdifferent today almost like he was in a good mood. That was indeedrare, this man’s temperament was like the weather in Antarctica, coldand fucking pissed all year round. Was the sun about to shine in theNorth Pole? The thought made her shiver. Today it seemed not only Lana could tell the different in hiscomportment. Even the executives and team leaders who had meetingswith him today found him particularly bearable. There was a lot ofchatter about it during lunch some speculated that he had fallen inlove. Others said he must have been impressed with the year’s revenuequota. Yet a few said he may have been diagnosed with a fatal illness and was trying to make merits before his death. Whatever the casetheir no nonsense CEO seemed to be in an undeniable good moodtoday. Somehow, instead of putting everyone at ease his changedbearing seemed to cause a great deal of uneasiness amongst theworkers. Everyone was on their toes. Who know why he’s so happy orwhen his mood will change again. No one would want to upset him onsuch a good day. Through the ruckus he had caused, our CEO sat comfortably in hisoffice thinking about the sweet nothings that whispered into his earslast night. It was already mid-July and summertime temperatures weresoaring, in this air conditioned luxury of an office Aldo’s mindcontinued to linger and dwell on those thoughts so much so that hecouldn’t focus work anymore. What was she doing? Did she have lunchyet? Was she properly shaded from the scorching sun? Should he texther? Would she find that weird? These questions lingered on his minduntil he came up with a solution.‘Act surprised, act surprised, act surprised’ Aldo thought to himself as he walked to the hotel lobby. He had spent hours researching how to create a meet cute ‘unintentionally’. Now that he was marching into the lobby on one of the hotels he owns he suddenly felt nervous, like a teenager meeting his crush. He planned this out himself why was his mind acting like this? The plan was simple and everything was ready. He called Julia earlier and found out where Sarah was staying, drove there before Sarah returned, got rid of his guards so he could appear more approach able and stood in an inconspicuous position. He was constantly monitoring the revolving doors. As soon as she walks in all he would have to do is call out to her like he wasn’t expecting to see her , make small talk and then invite her to dinner –all while acting like he had work to do here.it shouldn’t be too hard to come up with something, I mean, it is his hotel after all. As he sat, eyes fixed to the front
It was an entire hour later before the luxury car diverted off the high way and on to what seemed to be a secluded road. Sarah wasn’t scared at all, after all, this was the same journey she made to get to town in the morning. However she started to wonder why he would choose to live so far away from everything. ‘It has to be a rich people’ thing she thought to herself. Both Julia and Justino’s families’ had houses that seemed somewhat secluded. She had the pleasure of traveling a little during this little wedding expedition. Whether it was Sicily, Rome or Madrid, the characteristics of old money families were similar, if not the same. Pre-modern archetechture, a not-necesarrily-old mansion with elegant (colorless) interior decoration, a huge yard which sometimes includes a garden and no technology in sight—no remote control doors or sliding gates. Oh, and a fuck load of security. Yeah, because everyone is trying to murder you when you are rich. However impressive those had
Aldo led Sarah to the room where she would be spending the night. It was spacious and well lit, equipped with a bathroom, dressing room and a balcony; neatly decorated with timeless furniture and a few potted plants. “I get why you would talk shit about my lodging. That hotel’s got nothing on this—” she remarked as she let her eyes enjoy the beauty that surrounded this room. “It is beautiful, thanks for letting me stay.” A smile of satisfaction crossed his lips. A sense of accomplishment that came from knowing that his efforts towards impressing her were paying off in the only way he wanted them to, the way only she could. Her smile, the contentment in her voice, the admiration in her words made his heart do a couple of leaps. Just then two young women walked in and greeted them with a bow. “I’m glad you like it. They’ll help you freshen up just ask them for anything. I’ll be at the table in half an hour, take your time.” He said. He then gave the two maids a thoughtful gl
The morning was beautiful for most, some more than others. Isn’t that you would expect on your wedding day? While some rose early, others lingered in bed, yet a few were awoken by a sour taste in their throat. However the method, Venice was especially beautiful this morning. Among the early risers, were Aldo and Sarah. After all it was the long awaited white wedding. As the wedding planner, of course, she had to be at the church early to check on the decor, ensure that the priest had arrived and greet the early guests. She also had to play her role as maid of honor by checking on the other bride’s maids and the groom’s men too. She was doing quite well. Before long, the groom had arrived, justino in a gray tux—clean shaven with a wide smile plastered to his face. Upon his arrival, Sarah resigned the job of receiving guest to him and went to check on the bride who had been waiting in a room somewhere in the church compound. “Nervous?” she asked when she saw Juli
The reception came to pass. It was so much fun for everyone, again, some more than others. Aldo, for example, wasn’t exactly having the time of his life for the most part. He sat and stared intently at the side passage door, as if he wanted to leave. But in all honesty, he had been expecting his special someone to walk through the door and sit by his side. That was one the reason why he chose to attend the reception party. He cared about Julia but, to be fair, the marriage had been concluded the day before; when she got the marriage certificate. Walking her down the aisle was to show support and that’s a pretty important tradition. He didn’t have to be here and he wouldn’t be, if not for Sarah. He seemed to lose his mind when it came to this woman. He may have gotten used to seeing her at breakfast and dinner, riding to and from home with her—whatever the case, he felt very reluctant to leave without her. After an entire hour of nothing but noisy conversations, go
After saying his goodbyes, Aldo made his way out of the crowd and toward the parking lot.Sarah had just gotten off the phone with Julia when she spotted the 6'4, muscular man stalking majestically in her direction.The sounds of music in the distance stopped. Her ears could only hear a faint sound. To her eyes, the scene was blurry. She could only see him clearly.The wind blew in his direction, causing his black shirt to stick to his body. The long sleeves had been rolled up, revealing his veiny fore-arms. The closer he got, the better he looked. The man knew how to put himself together, the hair, the scent, and let’s not even get started on the clothes. Everyone knows that a black shirt with a few top buttons open and rolled up sleeves is the male equivalent of dressing slutty. To be fair, Sarah was hooked, so… it was working and definitely worth the effort.“I knew you wouldn’t be able to find it” he said once he was close enough. He had spotted her standing by herself at the entra
Wrapped in each other's embrace, they explored the depths of their desire, their hands roaming over each other's bodies, mapping the contours and curves. Aldo's touch ignited a fire within Sarah, and she responded eagerly, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. His kisses grew deeper, more urgent, as they reveled in the taste and feel of her lips. His lips left hers and trailed the outline of her beautiful neck. Sarah's heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability, her lips yearning for the connection that Aldo offered. The air was filled with soft moans and whispered words of affection, blending seamlessly with the symphony of their passion. They moved towards the bed, their bodies entwined. Until Sarah broke it off— “Look, I know this will probably be a turn-off, but I need to make sure I’m not assisting you with cheating on your partner.” “I haven’t been with anyone in 2 years Sarah, you’re good.” “OK, well, I don’t have protection. So…”she said, lo
The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow into the room. Aldo stirred awake, feeling the warmth of the morning wrapped around him. As he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell upon the woman sleeping peacefully next to him. Sarah. The memory of the previous night flooded his mind, and a smile formed on his lips. Aldo watched as Sarah's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. There was a moment of silence as they took in each other's presence, the air thick with the intensity of their connection. Aldo reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch gentle yet possessive. "Good morning," he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness she had never heard before. "Last night... it was more than I ever expected. I want you to know that I don't just want this to be a one-night thing." Sarah's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened in surprise. No matter how many times he reassured her last night, she had worried that their encounter would be nothin