The Perfect Sin

05

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It's been about twenty minutes since Matteo left me in my new room, and in the hands of Cora who has currently got me sat down on the small couch while she makes some notes.

She has given me a tour of the bedroom and shown me the en-suite which is just insane. I've never seen an en-suite so big in my life. There's a huge shower with a seating area inside it, big glass pannels running along the sides, and a very technical looking touch pad which apparently controls the water temperatures and the different levels of power on the jets.

The bedroom itself is very spacious with a large plasma tv on the wall, opposite the four poster bed. There is also a walk in wardrobe which is partially empty, apart from a few robes and boxes on one of the shelves. 

"So, is there anything else you require?" She asks and I knit my brows, unsure of the context of her question. "As in clothes, jewellery, personal items?" She adds, obviously sensing my confusion.

"Oh no. There's definitely been some confusion here, I'm not staying here." I tell her and she arches a brow.

"I've been informed otherwise." She simply replies as she closes the small notepad in her hands and places it on her lap. "I just need a list of things you'll need so that I can pass it onto the boss for his approval."

"Why does it need his approval?" I ask sourly.

She looks at me as though she's not sure if I'm being serous or not. "Because he's the boss. He makes all the final decisions around here."

Just then, theres a repeated knocking on the door and both Cora and I glance in the direction of it. It opens seconds later and Renzo appears, his dark brown eyes flicking between the two of us.

Cora gets to her feet instantly and greets him with a quick nod, causing me to furrow my brows as I wonder what it is she's actually doing. Am I supposed to be doing that too or..?

Renzo offers me a glance but looks away the moment I look over at him. He enters the room completely, still dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt which is now rolled up to his elbows.

"Qualche complicazione, Cora?" He asks and Cora shakes her head.
[translation: any complications, Cora?]

"No boss." She responds, still holding the notepad in her hand.

Renzo's eyes briefly flick towards me before he clears his throat. "That will be all then." He tells her and she nods again, sparing me a quick glance as she leaves the room.

I watch as he closes the door behind her and tilts his head slightly, as though he's observing me. Simon meows on the floor, rubbing his head against the edge of the bed which Renzo doesn't seem to pleased about.

"That thing better not shit or piss on my carpet or furniture." He warns and I quirk a brow.

"Well, he hasn't exactly got his litter tray here so I can't promise anything." I reply sarcastically and he narrows his eyes slightly, making his way towards me.

My body automatically shifts in my seat at his nearing presence. He takes the seat which Cora was precious sat in, clasping his hands together and placing them on the lower of his stomach, his eyes still completely focused on me.

"Did you add a litter tray onto Cora's list?" He asks.

I narrow my eyes. "No I didn't, because I don't need her list. I'm not staying here and I don't quite know who you all think you are, keeping me here against my will."