Alexa
After what Arthur had said about Adamo, I wasn't myself. On the one hand, I really wanted to see him and have a good time, but on the other, I didn't know what to expect from him. Well, if I didn't go with him, I would regret it for a long time. So, time to go get ready. I opened my closet with my best outfits, and started thinking about what I should wear today. My opinion was divided, as I thought that two dresses from my closet, fit perfectly, for tonight. They were my black cocktail dress, and a dark red, short, above-knee dress.
How should I be for Adamo tonight? Daring and sexy or elegant and understated? Perhaps a man, namely Arthur, is the best person to advise me on this question.
"Hello again. I need your help."
"Wow, Alex, what happened?"
"Nothing serious, I just can't decide which dress I should wear tonight."
"I think you know more about that than I do. You've never consulted me about anything like this."
"I know, because you've been away for six months. And you couldn't appreciate being away."
"I can't appreciate it now, I'm not around. Besides, I'm busy reading your novel right now. And I'll tell you one thing. Where did you get all this?"
"What is it, Arthur?"
"Oh, it's great. Such a plot, such scenes, I'm just getting to the point where they meet, I'm afraid to imagine what's next for me."
"Don't read any further."
"Why not, Alex? I've already started, which means I won't stop until I've read the rest. Are you afraid of something?"
"I'm not afraid of anything. Will you please go away for a few minutes and tell me what you meant about Mr. Romis' special preferences?"
"I told you, you'll find out."
"It's so hard for you to enlighten me."
"No, it's never been hard for me to do anything for you, you know that. I just want it to be a surprise for you."
"Well, okay, then just tell me what kind of dress to wear with him on a date. Understated, black or sexy, red?"
"If you were going on a date with me, I'd want you to wear a revealing dress. But Mr. Romis wouldn't care at all. I don't think his friend would either."
"What do you mean? What friend?"
"You'll find out, Alex. You have a hot night," he added, before he turned off the phone.
If she doesn't want to talk, don't. Okay, it's eight o'clock in the evening, which means that I have to get out and go to the Italian restaurant, where Adamo is waiting for me.
"You're gorgeous, and you always are," Adamo began to compliment me as I approached the table he was sitting at.
"You're always generous with your compliments."
"For a woman like you, I'm willing to learn them in every language in the world. Have a seat," he pulled back a chair for me.
- Thank you. Well, you understand that I came here purely for work. My interest in the story of your uncle is still there, and I want you to tell me everything, as you promised.
"Of course I'll tell you everything. But, you're so dressed up today, I don't think there's only interest in my story in you. Let's not lie, you've developed an interest in my humble person, too. Am I right?"
Well, of course I came here for a different purpose. But to write it off as work and simple interest was the best cover for me.
"Your story comes first, then everything else."
"I understand. Let me pour you a glass of fine French wine."
I didn't even notice that our table already had all the dishes he ordered, namely pasta, risotto, fondue, carpaccio, brazaiolo, and many other different dishes, including desserts.
"I didn't know what you preferred from Italian food, so I ordered the entire restaurant menu."
"You're crazy."
"I know I am. But that's only a fraction of my crazy, you'll find out the rest later. I hope you don't run away from me."
His words frightened me. But I tried to pull myself together.
"I'm not afraid of you, so I expect you to tell me."
" I was hoping that you would forget about it. Well, it's not coming out. All right, then listen."
"I have a good relationship with my uncle. But, as before, I intend to destroy him. Or rather, his business."
"What's the plan?"
"I want to buy all the shares in his fund and sell them for next to nothing, thus ruining him. But I'm going to do it through a front man."
"You're vindictive, then," I confirmed.
"I'm very fair, he deserves it. Well, now I hope I have satisfied your interest, haven't I?"
"Yes, quite," I answered, taking a sip of wine.
"I hope you will quench my thirst tonight?"
" Depending on what it is?"
"You," he said, grabbing my hair and pulling me to him.
"You're so daring, I love them," I said, looking into his eyes.
"Then you'll have to agree to what I'll offer you."
"And what would that be?"
"I have certain rules. Also, I have a best friend. With whom I'm used to sharing everything, even my women."
"I don't know what you mean by that."
" You got it, don't play dumb. I prefer a threesome. One woman and two men. It will be very hot, believe me. You'll experience double pleasure. Double pleasure."
"I'm sorry, what" I asked with complete bewilderment and irritation.
"Come on, don't tell me you haven't had that experience, I wouldn't believe it. You do not give the impression of an experienced woman, but a very lecherous and lustful. And your appearance screams it."
"No, I'll never agree to that," I hissed angrily.
"You have a lot to lose, Alexa. If you won't, then I don't see the point in continuing our evening together. I'm not going to beg or persuade you, because that's what every fifth woman dreams of, to feel the power of two men over her at once, and to enjoy them at the same time. And let what I have told you remain between us. I don't think you'll write about it in your journal, it might not end well for me or for you. After all, my uncle is not a very good man."
" I understand you perfectly. Of course, I have already forgotten everything. I'm sorry I ruined your evening. I didn't mean to."
"It's okay, it's just that you lost a lot by saying no tonight. And if you'd said yes, believe me, you'd have remembered this night for a long time."
"I might regret it. But I can't get over myself right now and let this happen."
"Goodbye, Alexa," he got up from the table and headed for the exit, leaving me proudly alone.