𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳 is a poor girl who's never had much. After running away from her abusive stepfather and starting a new life, she's left to pick up her broken pieces. What happens when a run-in with a handsome stranger leaves her with more...
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After Elio left me to get ready, I quickly rush into the bathroom and check myself in the mirror. Since being here I haven't had any of my makeup, making my face feel plain.
I run my fingers through my hair and shake it out a bit while straightening out my dress. Afterward, I throw on some sandals.
Making my way to the door, I hold my breath. When the door glides open, I breathe out. I walk down the halls of the huge home, stumbling to find my way.
Giana pokes her head out of a doorway, "Hey! I was wondering when that asshole would let you out."
I laugh at her words, "Hopefully he lets me go." Giana drops her gaze, a serious look settling over her face.
"He won't, Lina. You're too much of a risk... I'm sorry." Her voice cracks a bit, genuine sadness filling her words.
"Well, at least you're honest." It wasn't her fault, I couldn't be mad at her. "Come, I'll take you to him." She says, slipping her arm through mine.
"So, what kind of stuff do you like to do?" I ask Giana as we walk down the long hallways. "I love to paint. Especially portraits. You should let me paint you."
I smile and nod my head yes. "Any boyfriend?" I ask, causing her to blush. I hadn't had a friend in a while, I missed boy talk.
"Well... There's this one boy in my art class but Elio is crazy." She says with a roll of her eyes.
We giggle and continue gossiping, finally walking into the foyer. Elio stood tall with his hands in the pockets of his slacks and a serious look on his face.
"Are you ready, Lina? You're late again." He says sternly. Before I could offer a response, Giana steps forward.
"Smettila di comportari come un bambino. Sii un uomom e darle passare la buonanotte." (Stop acting like a child. Be a man and show her a good night.)
With that, she turns on her heel and leaves us. "Yeah, what she said!" I add on with a small laugh. For the first time, Elio's features lighten into a smile.
I savor the moment, it wasn't often that I made the man smile and it was beautiful. He had perfect white teeth and full, luscious lips.
I feel my eyes grow heavy with desire. "Wow, a smile all for me?" I say. He steps closer to me, only this time I don't step back.
I allow him to close the distance between us. He doesn't touch me, leaving a small space between our chests. I can feel the lust radiating off his body.
This could work. If I play along, I may be able to escape. "Let's go." He says, then turns away from me, opening up the front door. This may not be as easy as I thought.
I clear my throat and follow him to his car. Much to my surprise, he opens up the door for me. With a small thank you, I slide in and click on my seat belt.
