Elena's pov
'Whoa this is beautiful.' Smiling to myself I observe my room. My room. It had a modern look mixed with comfort as there was a slight christmas theme. White, gray, bronze, and gold. Beautiful colors that combined and brought the room together. It was so simple I liked it.
I used to sleep in a twin bed, share my room with my sisters, all while it was small. I upgraded greatly. A king bed with alot of space for me to do anything. I can't get over the fact that I finally have a room all to myself, after all these years...
Bringing up my suitcase on the bed I unzip it, taking everything out I began to organize my room. Putting away my clothes all while I moved a couple of things out of the way. Opening the closet door a small gasp escaped my mouth, dropping my folded clothes as I looked inside. I didn't realize that my boss bought me new clothes and shoes. Quickly bending down to pick up my semi folded clothes I stumbled forward as I rushed towards the new clothes. Woah.
He didn't have to do this for me... Unless he sees me as a broke girl. My small smile quickly disappearing as that possibility appeared. Shaking my head I ignored the beautiful clothes and shoes and slowly hung up my clothes. Once in awhile I looked at the clothes, wondering why he even bought them for me. As an hour passed by I was finished, ready to just call it a day as tomorrow I would be working. Shutting the closet doors I walk over to the connected bathroom.
Inside was just beyond beautiful yet classy. The walls were painted pure white, the floors made of white marble. Half of the walls had big mirrors, reflecting the whole bathroom.
Shower time... Seeing that there were white towels hung up against the wall and products in the shower I just wanted to relax and shake the thought off. Slipping out of my clothes I turned on the shower, letting it get warm I began to hum out, remembering a song that used to play when I got in. Stepping into the shower I let out a relaxed sigh as I felt my muscles relax.
"I bet you feel it now, baby." Turning around I let the water hit my face as I gently rubbed my skin.
"Especially since we've only known each other one day but, I've got to work shit out, baby." Letting the water run I grabbed the shampoo and soap, rubbing them into my body and hair. Mhm it smelled nice, blueberry mix. The bubbles consumed my body making me smile. These were expensive I know that but the smell was just intoxicating, I enjoyed it.
Letting the water carry away the soap off of my body I continued to sing out loud, keeping myself occupied. "The water's getting colder let me in your ocean, swim."
"Out in california, I'll be forward stroking, swim."
"So hard to ignore ya', 'specially when I'm smoking, swim."
"World is on my shoulders keep your body open, swim."
As I'm muttering the words 'I'm swimming' twice I took the conditioner and put a bunch on my hand, rubbing it into my hair I smile as I swung my hips to the side. Bringing my hands down I caress my body as I let some of the conditioner go onto my body. All of my insecurities just went away. The feeling of being too big wasn't there. I felt beautiful again.
"Pop a couple pills in the daytime, How'd you get a phone with a headlight, Probably should've fucked on the first night now I gotta wait for the green light."
"I don't wanna wait for no green light!" Turning off the water I shake my head at myself, did I really have to say that out loud in such a confident tone? NO! Grabbing the towels I wrap them around my body, drying my hair I continued to sing the lyrics in my head, not wanting anyone to hear my loud inappropriate song.
Walking into the room I jump back, letting out a little scream as I noticed a man sitting down on my bed I clung onto the towel around my body tightly as he continued to talk on the phone. Why is he here?! So long privacy... I was ready to scream at him but deep down I knew I couldn't. Just like that my insecurities came back, I felt weak, overweight, too big...
"I-Umm- Who- Who are-" Stumbling over my words I immediately shut up as he looked up, making eye contact with me he held up a finger telling me to shut up. His eyes were beautiful, a forest green with a mixture of gold- bronze. The problem is that even though they were beautiful it sent shivers down my back as he screamed unfriendly and dangerous. As he muttered out something in Italian he hung up the phone.
Getting up from my bed he fixes himself, getting rid of any wrinkles that could have appeared.
"Luciano would like for you to meet him in his office miss." Cautiously I nod at him as I continued to cling my towel against my body, scared that it could slide down at any minute. Muttering a low 'okay' he gives me a little nod and heads out, shutting the door closed.
Letting out a small breath I rushed over to the door and locked it, not wanting the man to open the door while I was changing.
Quickly changing into a oversized shirt and some shorts I gathered up my hair in a ponytail. Slipping into some semi white converse I walked out of the room. Realizing that I have no idea where I was going or where his office was I regret not asking the intimidating man for some help or directions.
Crossing my hands over my stomach, hugging myself I walked and walked. This place was huge! Luciano showed me around the place but the problem is how am I supposed to remember where everything was? I was working for him now so I have to remember where everything is starting today.
After a couple of minutes of me wondering around the house and asking for some help to the housekeepers I finally made my way to the office. I felt dumb. His office was near my room just a little hidden. Stepping in front of the door I lean forward and knocked on the door softly, waiting to be called in.
"If the door is closed always knock." My mother voice rang through my head as I waited outside for a response. After a couple of seconds I reached over and knocked again, this time a little louder so he could hear me.
"Come in!" Opening the door I step in, the first thing I noticed was how dark the office was, barely any sunlight was visible in the room. All the curtins were closed and only a single light was on which was a lamp near the desk. Closing the door behind me I carefully walk towards Luciano all while I observed my surroundings. Even though the room was dark I could tell that a lot of the things that were in the office were expensive. The wooden furniture seemed expensive along with the couches, chairs, rugs, and lamps.
"Sorry I took long-"
"-It's okay tesoro, sit down." Without another word I sit down on the chair that was facing him and his desk. Placing my hands on my knees I try my best not to move my legs since I started to become nervous. He makes me feel nervous, happy but just nervous.
Looking up from whatever he was reading on his desk he makes eye contact with me, almost immediately I held my breath as I felt incredibly scared to breath in the same air as him. Why must he be handsome? Somehow him making eye contact with me made me feel some sort of way, a good feeling but at the same time bad.
"I wanted to discuss about your job."
"I'm starting tomorrow right?" I asked him nervously as I rubbed my knees slightly, trying to calm down. What if he regrets bringing me here to work for him? Am I getting fired already? Oh god...
"No you won't, in fact you wont work at all." I felt my whole body freeze as I heard him. I'm being fired?! Not even a day and i'm back at square one but what's worse is that I'm not even in New York but in Italy, far away from my family.
Before I could say anything or ask he says. "You'll be payed while you stay here with me." I tilt my head at him, raising an eyebrow at him in pure confusion. I won't be working for him but I'm being paid to stay here and do nothing at all? What's the catch?
"I-I'm sorry what? What's the c-catch? Sir I'm willing to work, I can't just sit here and do nothing." Hugging myself I look at him, telling him the truth. I feel like I'm stealing from him.
"I'm not letting you get dirty anymore tesoro." Feeling a shiver run down my spin as his Italian accent came out I felt warmth surround my stomach.
"I like you alot tesoro, I'm paying you to stay here with me. In all honestly," He pauses for a second, looking to see if I was paying close attention to him. "I want to win your heart Elena, I want you to be mine, I want you to fall in love and want me."
He likes me? He wants me to fall in love with him? What?
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