The Romanoffs

Chapter 3.

I wake up to Ariana crawling into my bed and silently laying there. She's like a fucking puppy waiting for attention and I know what she wants.

"No Ari. Give me two more hours and I promise I'll tell you all the chisme" I hiss covering my face with the blanket.

"Oh come on girl. I saw the Mercedes dropping you off last night! And at almost 2 am I might add! So what the fuck is up?" she starts bouncing on the bed.

"If you don't let me sleep I might go to jail today" I kick her off my bed.

"Well rude!" She plops up and dusts herself. Before she can say anymore the door rings. "Are you expecting a package?"

"No now get the fuck out and shut that door up!" Ariana slips away and I try to pull the covers over my head before I hear her scream my name.

"NICOLE ITS FOR YOU SPECIAL DELIVERY BITCH"

I growl before pulling myself out of bed half-naked and a full mess.

"God damn it Ariana why couldn't you just sign the fucking-oh fuck" I stare at the door. The 6' 3" man with icy blue eyes holding a bouquet of roses.

"Hello Printsessa" his husky voice follows

"Alek," I whisper

Ariana skips over to me and looks me dead in the eyes "I want all the details when the hottie is gone. Have fun bye!" And she runs off to my bedroom locking the door.

I try to fix my hair and pull my tank top down to hide my underwear. Alek just stands in the doorway chuckling.

"May I come in?" Before he can take a step I run to the door blocking him.

"No! It's ok I'll just grab the flower-wait a minute" I try to run through last night in my mind. "I never told you my apartment how the fuck did you get here?"

"I may have....looked it up" he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.

I snatch the flowers and toss them on the table.

"Goodbye Alek" I try to shut the door but he places his foot in the doorway.

"Check the note on the card. My uncle sent a special message" he turns to walk down the stairs. "Oh and kroshka, I love the Batman underwear!" he chuckles down the stairs

"Oh fuck you, Romanoff!" I see little Ethel at the door "Oh fuck off Ethel I didn't fuck him" she rolls her eyes before closing her door again. I slowly walk over to the roses on the table, I stare for a minute my fingers tracing the edges of the roses, I pull out the little note.

"Hello, babygirl. I hope you like roses? I saw them and thought how beautiful that would be on your nightstand. Dinner tonight you and I 7 pm, I'll send Alek."

"I'll send Alek. Who the hell does he think he is demanding me!" I huff and puff until I hear Ariana creeping out of the bedroom

"Hottie gone already? Damn. I was hoping he would have you bent over the kitchen counter." She has her phone in hand ready for photo evidence

"No sorry to say. The big idiot left and no he wasn't my date last night"

"Wait Wait....so a hottie just comes to drop flowers off for you and he wasn't your date?"

I begin to pour myself some cereal and rummage through the fridge for milk

"Nope. He's the nephew of my date last night" I say hoping she won't want much more detail. But this is fucking Ariana bitch needs to know the whole background history.