10: Amanda's pov

AMANDA'S POV

I didn't know how to feel. He made me go for my facials and called me something sweet. I didn't know what it meant but I liked it.

The fact that we were shamelessly kissing in the room and didn't care about danger made me think about what my father would do if he found out that I felt something for his best friend.

Does he feel the same for me?

Soon, we left the Spa and I wished I had gotten a body massage. I couldn't be so ungrateful to ask for it so I checked the price and promised myself to get it done to.

As we got to the car and drove off, I fought the urge not to look at his face. His charming face. His jawline looked so beautiful, I wanted to touch him, to check if he had any back head and forcefully pop it.

s**t! What was I thinking?

"You nearly had an accident" Aldo suddenly said.

I gulped.

We nearly? I had an accident and I hope my dress was okay because it should be as wet as fvck.

"Come here" he ordered.

Hearing his voice made me weak to the core. It was at that moment that I knew my life would forever be f****d up.

"Come here, Angioletto," he said in a begging voice this time.

I could hear the desperation in his voice and I loved it. I hoped he felt so connected to me the way I felt to him.

Immediately I leaned close enough, he he kissed me. Yes, Aldo kissed me on the lips and I didn't know how to react.

Was he my boss? Or my lover?

He didn't even ask me out. Or said anything about what role his kisses would be doing.

s**t!

Should I ask him?

I need to know my stand. I need to know if I would really be for him or he was just using me. Why does this feel like a huge red flag just like Derrick.

That son of a b***h never asked me out. We got closer than friends till he asked me to move in. I was excited since my father wasn't sending money and I needed companion.

"Your lips, Amanda. I love em" he smirked.

I blushed and I knew I looked to terrible with my grin.

"You know I feel like bitting me would be good but...we can't risk it. Can we?" I smiled while he waited for response.

I could still feel his lips on mine where we moved off the way to catch our breath that we almost killed ourselves.

"I know you are going to be the death of me" his words lingered in my head.

I was going to be the death of him? Maybe not! He was going to be my death and us.

Getting to a parking spot and killing the engine, looked at me. He looked me dead in the eyes and smiled.

"Your lips are so kissable and I would pardon the bag-dial the other day" he said.

I nearly shirked in embarrassment!

He didn't just mean to tell me that.

I can't lie to his face. I can't lie that I didn't really want to talk to him that day.

If only I could be bold enough, to tell him that I was tye one from that night and I couldn't stop thinking about him. I couldn't stop thinking about how he treats me but he would turn everything to just been my father's best friend.

"Stay in" he ordered and I stayed.

I didn't know what he wanted to do but I stayed. I watched him walk over to the other side and opened the door for me. I blushed.

"Thank you, Sir"

"It's Aldo" he corrected immediately.

He took my hand and realized that we had gotten to the hair saloon. My heart was beating fast so I squeezed his hand.

I can't remember the last time I went to a hair saloon. Derrick used to wash my hair for me so he would make sure I don't talk to people he doesn't like at the salon.

"It's okay to squeeze my hand, just don't break it" Aldo lean lower to whisper in my ear.

The moment his lips touched my face, I shivered. I felt the wave flow through me and went out through my thighs. The butterflies in my stomach began to fly around, making me want more of his touch.

A low sound of protest escaped my lips as his hand left mine. I was disappointed but the disappointment turned into a loud gasp when I felt his arm around my lower waist. He guided me to the place, looking bossy, loving, and charmingly mean at the same time.

"Do whatever you want to do to your hair but please" he paused as he lowered his neck to see my face "I like your hair long"

Seated and staring at my face in the mirror, I blushed and get offended when the people around talk about him. He was obviously so popular and I didn't know?!

Just as he said he liked, I made sure not to let the hair dresser cut my hair. He trimmed it a little, wash, did all he did and he was understanding enough not to cut it.

It took me the fact that I remembered that I was still his worker for me not to hug him after my hair was made! Damn! I looked so beautiful.

Face was shinny, my hair looked so silky, and my eyes were tearing up. I sure waited till we got to the car, and drove to a clothe store.

I sized ten outfits and loved them so much. The main reason why I even liked them was because of the way Aldo looked at me with the clothes on.

He drove me to my door, stopped me there and watched me walk in. I had barely locked the door when my phone rang in my bag.

" Hello?"

"I will take you out tomorrow. Get prepared" Aldo said immediately he heard my voice.