Chapter 3 3

Alora groaned, coming round. She looked around the large room, one she didn't recognise the bed had silk covers and pillows where the hell was she?

"So you're finally awake?'" His voice rang through the room as he closed the door behind him. He made his way over to the bed.

She watched him, his muscles were something else, they looked like he was in the gym seven days a week training for sorting mysterious things. His hair is almost black in colour. She trailed down his six pack, he was half naked all he had on was shorts which looked like swimming shorts. But, why? there surely wasn't a swimming pool around here.

He sat on the bed. "How are you this morning Alora?"

"Fine. Who the hell are you, and where the hell are we?"

"We are in my room in my families mansion in Italy."

"You didn't answered my first question."

"Gianni"

"Do I know you?"

'"Yes you do."

"Are you sure? I think I'd remember someone as good looking as you."

He laughed getting closer. His eyes dark and fascinating. "You seriously don't remember me Alora?"

"No I don't."

"They say time heals it sure as hell didn't take you long to forget me."

"Stop messing with me." She demanded "I don't know you, so stop pretending I do."

He got closer talking into her ear. "Gianni Robustelli."

Her eyes widened. He smiled.

"No you can't be. He went to Italy when we finished school you look nothing like him."

"I grew up my princess. And so did you. You haven't changed you're still sexy when your nervous."

"Why am I here?"

"For our wedding of course."

"Of course." She said sarcastically, She suddenly looked at him. "You what?"

He smiled. He couldn't be serious.

"I can't marry you. I have uni."

"And you'll still be able to go and finish your degree. You're on Easter vacation right."

"Yeah."

"Good, the wedding is next Saturday."

"What?"

He smiled mischievously.

"Your serious aren't you?"

"Deadly."

"Oh shit."

He kissed her forehead and moved away. Pulling the concert ticket out of his pocket. "Where did you get these?"

"Raven gave them to me and Liana, how the hell did you get them?"

"They dropped out of her bag, so I picked them up. We'll be going together."

"Where's Liana?"

"Here. She and Castillo will be joining us to."

"Oh."

"And by the way they'll be playing at our wedding."

"How the hell you pull that one off?"

"Like you managed to get these."

"Can I see Liana?"

"Later. I was going to ask if you'd like to go for a swim before brunch."

"You have a pool?"

"I do. You'll find all your clothes you need in the wardrobe."

"How did they get here?"

"The same way as you did sweetheart."

"Did we?"

He grinned. "We most certainly did."

"Oh."

"It's nothing to be ashamed of Alora. We'll be having lots of sex while you're here and after the wedding." He smiled

"What happens when I finish uni?"

"You'll come and live here with me. Everything will be all sorted by then."

She swallowed she hadn't seen him for almost seven years so why now, what was the story being his marriage proposal she was sure as hell going to find out?

"So will you join me?"

"Yeah. Can you please give me a little privacy."

"It's nothing that I haven't seen before."

"Please."

"You'll have to get used to been naked around me Alora. We'll be married in less than a week and I'm sure you won't be wearing anything in my company."

"Please."

"Sure." He pecked her in the forehead pulling himself up off the bed walking out closing the door behind him.

She pulled herself out of bed. Walking over to the wardrobe her clothes spread in order she pulled her tanking out slipping into it and slipping her feet into her flip flops making her way through the large hours of the staircase there were a lot of men in suits dotted around the house was he some kind of celebrity? She'd remembered they'd had security at their house in the U.K. when she asked why he'd told her that they'd been broke into several times and she'd accepted it. Liana's house was no different, she'd just accepted it as she got on with all the security there.