The Italian Billionaire and His Run Away Bride

Chapter 7

We ate in silence, stealing glances at each other from time to time. After the main course, our dessert was delivered, and the smell of it brought me back to my childhood.

My eyes watered a little when I think of home. My mom makes the best cannoli, and I missed her terribly. Every gathering, her cannoli is always the main attraction.

That sweet, creamy filling melts in your mouth and the crunchy shell combined with the taste just bursts in your mouth.

Samuel noticed my forlorn look. I was not eating yet. I stared at the cannoli as if it's salvation from this longing in my heart.

I miss my home. I miss my parents. I miss my old life. But how can I explain it to him when I need to hide my identity?

" Tesoro, are you okay?" He asked, and I was startled. I didn't realize I was staring at my dessert that long.

" Oh, ahm, yeah, sorry. I was only admiring this scrumptious dessert in front of me." I answered him, not looking at his eyes.

" Admiring? You look like you are about to cry, Bambina. What is wrong?" He insisted something is wrong.

" I told you, Samuel, nothing is wrong. I am feeling sad. It's such a shame to eat this beautiful creation." I continued lying. I took one cannoli and put it in my mouth.

The moment I took one bite, I wasn't able to stop myself from moaning and closing my eyes. This is heavenly. The taste bursts in my mouth, just like my mom's cannoli.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Samuel's grey eyes turned dark. He is gritting his teeth, and his hands are closed tightly.

" Are you okay, Mr. de' Luca?" I asked him, confused at his reaction. He then placed his elbows on the table and put his chin above his closed fingers.

" You are playing a perilous game, dolcezza. You are making me so hard just by moaning like that." He said in a low voice and stared at my lips intensely.

I swallowed hard and licked my lips unknowingly. I saw his eyes glint and his pupils dilated. He cursed under his breath and reached out his hand.

He swiped my lips with his thumb and brought it to his lips. He sucked on his thumb while still looking at me.

" Just as I suspected, you tasted so sweet, tesoro. I can't wait to taste the rest of you." He drawled, took one cannoli from the plate, and brought it to my mouth.

" Open up, baby. I love watching you eat this dessert. This must be your favorite, huh?" As if in a trance, I took a bite, and some of the fillings dripped to the side of my mouth.

Again, he used his thumb to wipe it away and brought it to his mouth. He licked and sucked from it, and I was never so aroused until this very moment.

How could eating a dessert at a restaurant be so sensual? Our stare off was broken when Samuel's phone sounded. He looked at the caller ID and answered in a clipped tone.

" Yes?" He asked, eyes never leaving me.

" Alright, I'll be right there." He ended the call abruptly and reached for his wallet. He signaled the waitress for our bill and stood up.

" As much as I want to see you eat this cannoli, tesoro, but unfortunately, we have to leave. I have a meeting in 10 minutes. I will turn you over to my Assistant, Jenny. She will know what to do and assist you with your duties." He said, rounding the table and helped me stand.

His hand is on my elbow, pulling me up. Then we started to walk to the exit, his hand on my back again, guiding me.

He opened the door for me and helped me to my seat. He then went to the other side, and the driver opened the door for him. I moved a little farther away from him, but he held my hand and pulled me back.

I glared at him, but he only smirked at me. I snatched my hand and placed it on my lap. I sighed in frustration. How can I get away from this situation? How can I get away from him?

You must think me crazy, trying to get away from the hottest, most eligible bachelor in Gold Coast. But I don't want to be branded as one of his f**k buddies. I am not a w***e nor a gold digger b***h, who only wants his body and fortune.

I fantasized about him, but I never imagine myself being one of his s*x slaves. I am saving myself for the one I will fall in love with. The one I will spend the rest of my life with. Call me a prude, but I stick to my values and principles.

I remember my mammu always told me to wait for the right man. Look for the sign and once I found it, never let go and fight for it.

After a few minutes, we arrived at one of the tallest buildings downtown—the De' Luca Enterprise building. We went inside the basement and stopped in front of an elevator.

Samuel went out and opened my door. He guided me to the elevator by my elbows and punched the top floor.

This must be his private elevator. It was clean and elegant. He stood so near to me, I feel like suffocating in his wonderful smell. His intense stare at the mirror makes me feel uncomfortable. I looked everywhere but him.

" Are you scared of me, cara?" He asked in a hoarse voice, almost like a caress. He faced me and held my face in his hand.

" No. Why should I be?" I asked nervously, we are alone inside an elevator, and the ride will take a few minutes since we are going to the top floor. A lot can happen in a few minutes.

" You say that, but your actions said otherwise, dolcezza." He is caressing my lips with his thumb, and his grey stormy eyes speak volumes.

" Mr. De' Luca, please, keep your distance and keep your hands to yourself. If I am going to work for you, I suggest you treat me as you treat your regular employees. I don't want to be branded as your flavor of the month." I told him solemnly.

" I don't want them thinking I had this job because I'm sleeping with the boss," I added and pushed him away.

" No one would dare question my decisions, cara. My employees know that I only hire the best. You being stunningly beautiful is a bonus. Let me know if anybody gives you a hard time at the office, and I will deal with them personally." He tucked my hair in my ears and straightened up, then the elevator stopped and opened to a very spacious and beautiful office.