Chapter 3 Her Back

ROSS POV

Fuck! She's staring at me as if she's going to say something to her dad. Even now I cannot believe she's here. The girl who rendered me speechless on the road earlier this morning left her lingering scent and a kiss on my cheek. I blink rapidly forcing my brain to understand that she's Belucci's daughter and I cannot get involved. Seeing her now just reminds me of how I can only dream of getting her and getting her in the sense of taking her to my bed. It was all I thought of when I met her.

Her pouty red lips, her flushed cheek, and her brown eyes that are staring at me now send a creeping feeling down my spine. This isn't good. I'll have to take my dick somewhere else. I'm already trying as it is not to murder Belucci in his library. I only arrived and was asked to meet him here. My jaw was clenched and my hands fisted but I knew I couldn't do anything to him at least not yet.

"We..." She starts to say and I cut her off.

"I assume that party is already started sir" I mumbled and Belucci's eyes widen before he claps his hand and strides to his daughter.

"I must go down immediately dear and you are too. But first I want you to meet someone. Ross Leonardo" Belucci says my fake surname easily.

Her lips twitch upward and I pray inwardly that she doesn't say we've met.

"Oh..." Her pouty lips form an O shape and I imagine it wrapped around my dick. Shit! "Nice to meet you, Mr Leonardo"

"Call me Ross, Miss. I'm yours to command" I say with a slight smile and I see her cheeks redden before she turns to her father who wraps his arms around her waist.

"You are to watch over her every single second of the night." He warns me and I nod, playing my card cool. For now, I'm an obedient guard dog getting to know my owners and surroundings, until I pounce on them and he knows I don't belong. Never did.

"Yes sir"

"Even to the bathroom father? Give him a break" Blair says and I eye her carefully.

"Not taking a chance sweet pea. You don't know who will be down there. Now come with me." Belucci says to Blair before pursuing. "And no potty breaks too" he warns, making her giggle.

When we're halfway down the stairs, Blair slows down, allowing her father to work ahead of us until he's caught up in a conversation with someone down the stairs. Blair seems to be amused by all these. The setting, the number of people, and even the lighting and decor. Hasn't she been to one of her dad's parties before?

I stand behind her, watching the way her neck looks delicious, and the curve of the gown from behind, cut low to her waist, flaunting her ass. And then there's a slit on the side of the dress, exposing her milky thighs. What I'll give to wrap those thighs round my waist.

She turns abruptly and I catch her gaze. We stare at each other long and hard before she walks toward me, taking my hand and pulling me to a corner of the passage that's dipped and cornered away from the hallway.

It's a close space and I'm up against her real close. My lips break apart ready to say something when she speaks.

"What are you doing here?" She asked and I raise a brow in amusement.

"Working" I reply shortly and she lowers her head, shaking it like she's mentally slapping herself.

"Sorry. Of course, you are, I didn't think that through. " She bites her bottom lip and I stick my hands in my pants pocket so I'm forced to not take her lip from between her teeth.

"We should go down," I say and start walking away but she pulls at my arm, I turn around to stare at her.

"Sorry" she apologizes with wide eyes and I'm stunned. She's a shy little thing that says sorry a lot. But behind those eyes I see mischievousness. One who is ready to run away from the world to prove something or whatever thing she might be thinking or was thinking. I know she's not as innocent as she let on.

"I'm just nervous. I've never been to a party before" she confesses and I relax my tensed shoulder.

"It's not that bad," I tell her and she smiles.

"You've been to a ball before? This kind?"

I used to attend a lot of it with my brother. "Yes," I say.

She sighs, folding her arms. "It's good to know you have. At least you'll have my back the entire night, also I'm more relaxed because I know you" she adds, and my teeth clench.

"No, you don't know me" I state coldly before walking out of the corner and waiting for her to step out too. She does, but timidly, her eyes on my now cold demeanor. I'm not about to tell this girl how I hate her father and how I've vowed to make him pay for my brother's death. She doesn't know me at all. It was a mistake she thought she did.

She walks past me after a long stare and head down into the party. I follow behind her, taking every step she takes with her. She may be right about one thing. Tonight, I've got her back.