I think I forgot how to blink.
There she stood- a vision in red. When I'd told her to wear that dress, I didn't expect that she would take my breath away like this. I was vaguely aware of the paparazzi lurking around as I watched my fiancée approach me with a shy smile on her face.
"You're looking at me funny Raphael," she blushed.
"Funny? Tesoro, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on," I smirked as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I was glad that she didn't shy away from me, despite the evident darkened blush on her cheeks.
"Really? Here? In front of everyone?" she asked, her hands linking behind my neck as she played with my hair.
"I don't see anyone complaining," I chuckled.
"Shut up and kiss me already! I've missed you," she pouted, making me laugh more before granting her request.
Like I'd deny her in the first place.
This time, the distinct sound of cameras clicking was heard, and I was sure that we would make the front pages of the papers. We pulled away and we both had smiles on our faces. I reached down to link our hands. Luigi had already driven away.
"Are they here yet?" she asked.
"Nope! They'll be here soon though. Do you want to come see my office?" I smiled.
"Yes please!" she beamed, making me chuckle.
She really does have dorky moments.
We headed into the building with my hand still laced with hers. I could see the disbelief on my employees' eyes as they watched our every move to the elevator. Being the kind of woman she is, Aretha just smiled at them. It wasn't until we were alone in the elevator that she let out a huge breath of relief.
"That nervous?" I chuckled.
"I don't know how you do it," she giggled.
"I pretend that they're not there," I shrugged.
"With all those eyes?" she scowled.
"I've had years of practice Ari," I smiled.
"True! It will take time for me though," she sighed.
"Take all the time in the world cara mia," I winked, making her blush.
"What's with the sudden terms of endearment?" she smiled.
"It's my nature to speak Italian, and it is my wish to caress my fiancée with it," I smirked.
"Sei così pieno di esso!" she raised an amused eyebrow.
"You speak Italian?" I asked wide-eyed as the elevator door opened on my floor.
"I don't know. Do I?" she winked before sashaying out of the elevator.
I'm pretty sure I stood there with my mouth wide open as I watched her walk towards Bianca. The employees on this floor were staring at her in curiosity. I finally snapped out of it when I realized that one of the guys was actually holding the door for me. The people standing outside the elevator looked amused by me and I couldn't very well fault them since I must've looked like an idiot.
I walked after my minx of a fiancée and caught up to her giggling with Bianca.
"What did you even do to have him so speechless?" Bianca asked her.
"Like I know," the evil woman looked my way with an innocent smile. I sent her a look of my own.
I will get you back.
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The Maestri Amour (Wattys 2015) - ON HIATUS
General Fiction"Child, he doesn't know anything about his own life. You think he's a mystery to you and the world? Little do you know that he's a mystery to himself. He doesn't know of the lies that surround him. He has dark secrets Rita, dark secrets that practic...
