21. Fooling Around

Within twenty five minutes, I was at Roman's house and said hi to the guards as I went inside. I parked my car at the front and gave my keys to one of the guards just as the housekeeper came out.

"Hi, how are you?" I asked her as she hugged me, giving me her warm motherly smile.

"Oh same old me, but what about you? Everything good? How's your family?" She asked me as we were walking inside.

"Oh they're well, thanks for asking." I said and she gave me another warm smile just as the sound of footsteps on the stairs made me look up.

"Heather." He called out and regarded me and I did the same.

"Roman." I said and we both just stood there, looking into each other's eyes as Maria looked between us with a grin.

"Well, I'll leave you kids to it, don't fool around too much will you? Everything's spotless." She said as she walked away and I felt my cheeks heat up as Roman walked towards me with a smirk.

"Would you like to... fool around?" He said huskily as he stood right in front of me. I ducked my head low when I felt his finger come under my chin and prop my chin up so I was looking into his emerald green eyes.

Did it just get hotter in here? Definitely.

"And what does... fooling around... entail?" I asked him quietly and he smirked.

I really shouldn't have asked that. Oh well.

"Maybe this." He said grazing my cheek with his lips softly.

I think I should move away.

"Or this." He briefly touched his lips near my ear.

Should I move away now?

"Or this." He whispered, placing a soft kiss on my neck.

Maybe now?

"Or maybe this..." he licked my earlobe lightly and placed another kiss on my neck, his free hand going around my waist as he pulled me closer.

This is getting interesting, I can't possibly move away.

"Or maybe..." he trailed off, ghosting over my lips ever so slightly, leaning further and when our lips were almost touching, a loud sound made me jump away from him.

"Hey guys!" The voice came and Roman grunted before turning around sharply and pinning Ensor with his gaze, whose smile had now dropped when he made eye contact with a very furious Roman.

Ha. That was actually funny.

"Cazzo Enzo." (The fuck Enzo.) Roman grunted in annoyance and Enzo gulped, quite visibly and looked at my flushed face that was probably red right now and then Roman, then me and then Roman again before he figured out what was happening.

"Oh... scusa amico, non sapevo che voi ragazzi foste... comunque... Carry on." (Oh.. sorry man I didn't know you guys were... anyway...) He said sheepishly and apologised again before scurrying off.

I giggled behind Roman who turned around to give me a look before coming over to me in two large strides and grabbing my hand and practically dragging me towards what I remembered was the ballroom.

"Roman.. what are you...?" I asked him as he shoved me inside and closed the door, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Cosa devo fare con te principessa? Mi stai facendo assolutamente impazzire." (What am I going to do with you princess? You're driving me absolutely crazy.) He looked at me and spoke while I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What? English Roman, I don't understand Italian." I said and he smirked.

"Oh I know, that's why I do it." He said and I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest, and continued our staring competition.

"Fine then. Two can play this game." I said and gave him a sly smile.

"Ty mudak, ty znayesh' eto?" (You're an asshole, you know that?) I said and he frowned before smirking.

Wait, he didn't understand that... right?

"Parliamo sporco ora, vero?" (Talking dirty now, are we?) He said and I rolled my eyes.

"YA chestno ne ponimayu, chto ty khochesh' ot menya. Ty tseluyesh' menya v odin moment, a v sleduyushchiy ignoriruyesh', potom draznish' menya i smushchayesh' pered vsemi. Kakaya u tebya problema?" I asked him in annoyance and Roman grinned.

(I honestly don't understand what you want from me. You kiss me one moment and then ignore me the next, then tease me and embarrass me in front of everyone. What is you problem?)

"Non hai idea di quanto sembri sexy dicendo quel bambino. Anche se ho ben poca idea di quello che hai detto, dubito che sia qualcosa di carino. Non che mi dispiaccia." He said and walked closer to me, but I held my hand up and he stopped in his way.

(You have no idea how sexy you sound saying that baby. Although I have very little idea about what you said, I doubt it's anything nice. Not that I mind.)

"Ugh you are so frustrating! U tebya pravda net styda? Ili ty prosto bezmozglyy. K chertu eto der'mo." I said exasperated as I threw my hands in the air and turned around, rubbing my temples.

(Do you honestly have no shame? Or are you just brainless. Fuck this shit.)

"Princess?" He spoke and I noticed he was closer to me and I quickly turned around and backed away from him.

"YA ne mogu spravit'sya s etim. Mne ne nuzhen drugoy muzhchina v moyey zhizni. Bog! O chem ya tol'ko dumal?" I said exasperated and looked at Roman intently.

(I can't deal with this. I don't need another man in my life. God! What was I thinking?)

"Non ho idea di cosa tu stia dicendo, ma non credo che sia niente di buono a giudicare dalla tua espressione. Avrei davvero dovuto prestare attenzione all'apprendimento del russo." He said with a confused face and I sighed.

(I have no idea what you're saying but I don't think it's anything good judging from your expression. I really should have paid attention to learning Russian.)

"Just... Stay away from me... I can't deal with any type of drama right now. I'll do your house because that's my job, and leave. That's it. I work for you, Mr. Angelo." I stressed and he frowned.

"What?" He asked straightening up.

"I'd like you to let me finish my work, please." I told him looking away from his face, his eyes.

But before he could say anything, his phone rang and he grunted in annoyance and glanced once at its screen and his whole demeanour changed.

"We'll talk later." He said regarding me thoughtfully but I didn't bother answering him and just turned away so it looked like I was looking around.

After a few moments of silence did I hear the doors of the ballroom open and then close with a slam and I released a breath I didn't even realise I was holding.

"Now to finish this and get the hell out of here." I whispered to myself and called the workers to complete the last few details.

Fast forward six and a half hours later, the ballroom was all ready and done. It looked absolutely beautiful. The champagne coloured chandeliers, rich and deep red curtains and large windows that let light light in.

The walls were now a light ivory colour with a light gold pattern on them and the floors were neatly polished, yellow lights added to the ceilings and overall, it looked absolutely beautiful.

I packed up my stuff and let the staff leave and when I was done, I quickly made my way out of the house, without being seen.

My car was already parked outside and the guard handed me my keys and just as I was about to get in, a voice pulled me back.

"Stop!" His deep voice rung in the empty area and all the guards stiffened at the sound of it. I sighed heavily and turned around to face a disappointed Roman, jaw clenched and eyes furious, looking straight at me.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked walking towards me.

"Home. I'm done with the ballroom, you can check for yourself." I told him as professionally as I could.

"Why won't you show me?" He asked me cocking his head to a side to study me.

"Because I'm running late, and I have some guests coming over at home from..." I stopped abruptly and remembered what Alex had said.

"... Abroad." I finished and saw Roman frown slightly before nodding his head in response.

"Let me know if anything's missing." I told him and without further ado, I scrambled into my car and drove off without looking back, because I couldn't.

I wouldn't.