4- Engagement- Part 3

Grant

When leaving the room we had currently been standing in, Lucus and I leave along with Tony and Alex, all but move to head for the upper level of the warehouse. Entering an office suite, Lucus goes straight for the liquor cabinet and pours himself a drink.

“SO… Veronica called again. I thought we gave the bitch the boot. I mean she was a good fuck and all, but she clearly doesn't take rejection well and I obviously don't care for the said bitch either” Alex says, his voice clearly showing his dislike for her as he spoke.

“My thoughts exactly” Tony adds.

“Then handle it. Make sure the bitch knows were spoken for” commands Lucus, turning to those within the room as he did.

“Ugh. When do we get to see our Principessa (Princess)?” groans Alex who was finding it harder and harder to wait for their fiancee.

“Soon, I’m working out the details with her father as we speak. That fool Matteo didn’t realize his company was slowly falling apart until it was too late and now he’s asking me for help” chuckles Lucus. Moving to take a sip of his drink.

“Well, keep me posted. I’m running home to change and then head towards the office for that meeting” I say, grabbing my phone as well as my bag before heading for the car. Leaving the woods, I soon turn to country road before eventually shifting into buildings as I gradually inched my way towards home, a penthouse that we kept within the city.

Shooting my assistant a quick message to make sure everything was ready upon my arrival I quickly pull into the parking garage of the penthouse before moving to park my car, rushing inside for a quick change. Upon entering the building I can’t help but notice a pretty little blonde walking towards me after greeting our doorman Matt. But before I can sidestep her we both collide, BAM! She moves to hit right into my chest.

“I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going” she stutters her head bowed. That voice. So angelic. Instantly my shaft twitches. A born natural, a cute little submissive.

Looking up, the gods bless me with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Instantly taking my breath away. Her petite 5’6 frame. Average build with curves in all the right places. Who wants a stick? I like my woman full and thick. We all do.

Noticing her eyes, I noticed a beautiful shade of blue-gray. Almost like a calm before a storm. Her hair cascading down towards her back, blonde highlights already accentuating her already blonde hair. Her face fit for an Angel. A tiny nose, rosy cheeks and faint makeup that brought out her natural beauty instead of all those fake ass women we used to play with. Her perfectly round breast covered modestly with just enough of a peek a boo. Milky white skin soft to the touch. Everything about her just screamed for me to touch her.

“Don’t worry about it Piccolo (Little One)” I chuckled to her.

“Um… I’m not little, but I truly am sorry about bumping into you” she says clearly flustered as she quickly moves to the side to leave allowing me to notice the blush she was trying to hide.

Beautiful! Simply Beautiful. And feisty if I do say so myself. But that was fine, for I liked a little fire. With that I watch her walk towards the elevator before entering once it opens.

We'll meet again soon Principessa (Princess). Yes, my Piccola Principessa (Little Princess), you’ll be seeing us very soon.

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Isabella

No sooner as the elevator door closes, do I suddenly realize I was holding my breath. That was close. Sighing I moved to press the button for Angel's floor, my body moving to rest against the elevator wall as it slowly climbed its way up the elevator shaft.

Just who was that man anyway. His tall, yet handsome frame clouding my mind making my body tingle with want. There’s no way he lives in Angel’s building. Besides, I'm engaged now. With that in thought the elevator dings open as it all but signals I had reached my destination.

Pushing myself forward I move to head for Angel’s door. Approaching I quickly knock to announce my arrival just as she moves to open the door with a smile. “Hey girl, long time no see.”

Laughing, I move to reply. “You just saw me yesterday”. “I know,” says Angel. With greetings aside we move to enter her spacious apartment. “Girl, how do you afford to live here?” I ask, always amazed by the space in general.

“If I told you, I’d have to kill you” laughs Angel, who moves to lead me further inside. “Um… Okay” I say, nervously, taking a seat on her couch. “Relax, I’m only messing with you, my parents pay for it” answers Angel who moves to take a seat next to me.

Nodding, I move to change the subject. “So what’s the dress code for Club Ambrosia?” I question, never hearing about this club before. “It’s glam babe.” At the sound of a voice we turn to see another. “Caleb you made it” I grin.

“In the flesh baby” chuckles Caleb, taking a seat next to Angel. “So glam, meaning fancy?” I ask, making sure that was what he was referring to.

“Girl, it’s like Hollywood Glam, Only the best of the best get in. I’m told only the rich people are allowed in” replies Caleb, a dreamy look on his face appearing at the thought of Hollywood Celebrities.

“Then how are we getting in?” I question, knowing we weren’t rich except maybe Angel and that was just off speculation because of where she lived. “I pulled a few strings and managed to get us in” grins Caleb, who was quite proud of himself for getting them into Club Ambrosia.

“That’s amazing” exclaims Angel. Chuckling, I only shake my head. “Leave it to you to find us a way in.”

“Honey, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

“Okay enough, all this chit chat is making me hungry. We should totally go to the mall. Shop, Eat, then Shop some more” laughs Angel, eyes sparkling with hope.

“You always go shopping,” I tell her. “So, what’s your point? Based on what Caleb just said, we need fancy outfits for tonight's club, so what better way to obtain that than to go shopping” grins Angel.

Sighing I only shake my head. “Okay fine, let’s go.” Then like so we move to make our way towards the elevator. When leaving the apartment does Angel move to speak again. “SO…” she draws her eyes looking at me. “Why was your face so red when reaching my apartment?”

Caught off guard I pause once we stop in front of the elevator. “I-I…” lost for words I struggle to tell her. “I met someone, more like I ran into someone.” Squealing, Angel jumps for joy while Caleb gives me a look that says okay spill. “What’s there to spill? I don’t even have a name. All I know is that he had the sexiest eyes ever and lush raven black hair.”

“Oooo, girl. Someone’s got it bad” Blushing, I try to deny it as the elevator door opens allowing us entry.

“I- I do not” I stammer, as we enter, pressing the button for the lobby floor as we did.

“Yes you do, you just got all dreamy eye when speaking of him” chides Angel. “I-” pausing I don’t know what to say to that as it was true. I did have a thing for Mr. Tall, Dark and Scary. God I’m such a sucker for guys like him. But while I did have a thing for the man I met I knew I wouldn’t be able to act as I was engaged to marry into the D’Amico family and the reason I was currently here with Angel and Caleb, to try and forget that my father who all but sold me to the top Mafia family in the world.

Groaning, I try to ignore my thoughts just as the elevator door dings. “Doesn’t matter, I’ll never see him again anyways”. “Says who?” asks Caleb as both he and Angel walk with me towards the entrance of the building, Matt still standing at the door.

“Me” is all I say once we approach the door. Moving to exit the building as we did.

“Have fun” calls Matt from his spot.

“We will” calls Angel with a wave of her hand as we all move to jump into my car, the engine roaring to life once more before I start up the vehicle. Smiling, I quickly shifted my baby into gear before taking off down the road unaware of the black suv that was still following us.