HIS CRAVINGS

Scarlet Brendan P.O.V

I walked down the stairs of my apartment with my laptop in my hand.

I know you must be wondering what I am doing....

Well, I am looking for a job.

I have been looking for a job for months now ...but all the stupid looking old fools want something from me...

Any first day of new work, the bosses try to hit on me.

Arrghhhh....

Is it that they are séx starved or what?

It makes me sick.

I reached my little sitting room and started operating my laptop as I browsed, hoping to at least see a better job again.

Sorry, my manners, my name is Scarlett Brendan. I am twenty-two years. I was living In Texas but moved here to Italy five months ago.

My family still lives in California, though.

Not really my family but my mother.

My mom is actually a sex worker.

I don't even know my father if you ask me.

My mom hates me so much.

She says I am her worse mistake, but my grandma is a very lovely woman

Her name is Celine.

Whenever my mother hits me, she will be there to save me.

She was like my guardian angel.

My grandma Celine told me my mom wanted to abort me, but she couldn't because the doctor informed her that she might not survive it.

Grandma, Celine, took care of me while I was a child and I love her so much.

I also have an elder brother who is five years older than me, well, mom got pregnant for a man she dearly loved and gave birth to my brother Dante...but the man ran away and never showed up to take responsibility.,so mom went back to being a sex worker and that was how I came into the picture after five years.

My life isn't as good as you might think, though because I am from a very poor background.

Mom has been on my neck to go into her kind of lifestyle, but I will never sell my body because of money.

That is why I am searching for an online job.

The front door opened and my best friend Rosaline walked in.

I met Rosaline five months ago when I arrived in Italy at the airport.

Although she is from a middle-class family, but she relocated because she wanted to be on her own.

So she rented an apartment and we both lived together.

She has been a great friend to me.

"Rosaline, where have you been? " I asked.

Well, she left the house since morning and didn't tell me where she was going.

"I went to the beach. I wanted to clear my head away from some things."

I looked at her.

Did anything come up?

Does she have a problem?

Are her parents okay?

"Why....what happened"? I questioned.

"I feel like Frederick is cheating on me. He hardly picks my calls and even gives silly excuse. I'm just tired." she said, removing her heels.

"Oops!!! I chuckled, she glared at me.

"Sorry...but this is one of the reasons why I told you I will never make a mistake of having a boyfriend. I can't come and be stressing my brain because of one son of Adam that will ignore me later." I said.

She rolled her eyes at me.

"Girl, you don't know what you are saying. I'm sure that you are just blabbing. You probably haven't seen a man who will steal that pretty little heart of yours yet ...." She said, and I scoffed.

"It can't happen because I don't let guys get into me." I said and faced by laptop back.

"Yeah, but if you keep living like this because of your mother's story, I'm afraid you will chase away a good guy once he comes, and mark my words. You definitely need a hot, sexy Greek god in your life." she cheered.

I just rolled my eyes.

"I don't need it. I don't want them. I have better things to do than to give a man my heart." I said, and continued operating my laptop.

"Fine, fine, fine. Anyway, what are you doing? She asked, coming to seat beside me.

"I am doing a job hunting online "I said and she smiled.

"Let me help you, there is this company I heard about. It's a very nice company and one of the leading companies in Italy and abroad. Ughhmmm, What is the name again? She hummed as she thought for a while.

"Yessss..... I remember now. It's called ... ROCCO'S CO-OPERATION...." She said.

I frowned.

"What's ROCCO'S CO-OPERATION? I asked.

"Don't tell me you haven't heard of Rocco's cooperation before? Even a newborn child here in Italy knows this company! It is one of the largest and wealthiest companies in the world." she said.

"And trust me girl, It takes only brilliant people to work there and since you are brilliant, I'm pretty sure they will hire you. It is even stated here that there is a vacancy and an interview going on next week, so you better be ready to go." she informed.

Wow.

Really?

I should give it a trial then.

"You said next week, right?"

"Yeah, next week on Monday." she said happily, and I just smiled.

" Okay ....thanks" I appreciated her for the information.

"Well, I will only accept your thanks if you agree to go with me to the club tonight! "She said, winking at me.

"Rosaline you know that I don't..."

"No, scarlet, you are going. This is Friday and Fridays are for clubbing. I am not taking a 'no' for an answer period, so just get ready because we will be leaving once it's 7pm." Rosaline stated as she stood up, which means our discussion was over.

I just rolled my eyes.

She is one adamant girl.

Well, since she helped me look for a Job, I will go with her tonight and this is the only way I can tell her thank you for saving me from the stress of that job thing.

God, thank you for sending Rosaline to me.

To be continued

ACE ROCCO'S P.O.V

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? I shouted at Jude, who is one of my employees.

He moved back quickly, probably scared at my outburst, as I looked at him angrily.

"Si...sir...sir.... I really don't know...." he said stuttered.

I gave him the 'Are you crazy look'.

"You don't know? Really? You are standing here telling me that you don't know, huh? What the hell is showing on the laptop screen?" I questioned as I turned the laptop to face him.

"Mr. Ace, it was a mistake, sir. We were scammed, sir. People were talking about the new organization, they even entrusted plenty of goods and I thought we working with them will also benefit the company. By the time I checked all the emails sent last week, I noticed that we had been blocked, and we had already invested goods worth half a billion with them and we...."

"Just shut the fuck up. I thought you could do this job better. How could you be so careless to the extent that you trusted a new organization with goods worth half a billion? Not even a million dollars? But a fucking whopping sum of five hundred thousand million dollars! Really, Mr. Jude? Really! Now my company will have to bear the loss. Did I make you my fucking director of affairs, so my money can keep wasting, Huh?" I yelled at him.

He looked down as he tried to avoid my eyes.

"You know what? You are fired. " I said angrily as I sat back on my chair.

He looked at me with shock written all over his face.

"Please Mr. Ace... I assure you I will get to the bottom of this. Please don't relieve me of my job..." He pleaded.

Mr. Jude is one of my best workers and that is why I made him the director of affairs since I am barely around because I do travel for business deals most times and might take two to three weeks before I get back, but for me to lose half a billion? That is a massive sum of money. It's really bad and I will use him to teach a lesson to my other workers.

Let no one think he or she is special.

Any mistake you do, I'm ready to cut you off from my company.

Well, I am the second child and first son of my family, Mr. and Mrs. Rocco. My mom and dad had a fatal accident that took their lives. My grandfather raised Me and my elder sister, Hannah.

My grandfather retired from being the CEO and handed over the company to me at the age of twenty-three.

For the past two years, that I have handled the company, the company profits have grown from 21% to 75%.

My elder sister owns a very large fashion hall.

She sells shoes, bags, clothes, clothes accessories and other fashion stuff.

Her company is quite big I must say, and she is the madam of her own.

My family's second name is money.

Whenever the Rocco's name is mentioned, you should know the level of respect that will be accustomed to it.

Because I am rich doesn't mean I am a bad guy.

I am actually a good guy, but women....

Those daughters of eve won't just stay away from me.

Some come to me because of my good looks, while some are after my money ...

Well, if you need my money, then you have to follow me to my hotel, and we can talk business there.

I know you must be thinking I am a playboy.

Yes, I agree, I am.

I am the number one Casanova in Italy.

I don't believe in love.

I don't want any woman to give me a headache.

I just want to live my life the way I want .

So back to the present.

I listened as he apologized.

"Jude, I give you one week for you to get my money my back, if not, you will know why people fear me." I said in an authoritative, calm tone and he nodded.

"I promise Mr. Ace, I will get your money back." he said and left my presence.

And just then my best friend, Daniel, came into the office.

"Hey...what's up bro?" Daniel said, coming to handshake me.

I shook hands with him as he sat on the chair facing my desk.

Daniel put his both legs on my desk and crossed them, I gave him the *are you mad * look and he chuckled.

"Did you buy anything in here? Get your filthy legs out of my desk" I ordered, trying to hit him as he quickly removed it and he chuckled.

"What's up buddy? You are sounding upset today. Did anything happen? What's wrong?" He questioned after he noticed my mood.

"Seriously... Jude signed a contract with some fraudsters. They ran away with the sum of five thousand million dollars." I informed him.

He looked at me with amusement in his eyes.

"Seriously man.I should have my team look into it for you." Daniel offered.

"Thank you. I will tell Mr. Jude to send you the details of everything."

"Alright dude. Anyway, I am here to tell you that we are going to the club Tonight." Daniel said rubbing his palm together while smirking.

"Okay Dan." I said.

"I can't wait to meet some hot chicks" Daniel grinned and I smirked.

Well, I really need to go to the club and get some drink into my system to clear my head from all this office scandal.

To be continued

Scarlet Brendan p.o.v

Right now, I am seated In front of the mirror while Rosaline is making me up even though I objected to it, she still says no.

"I can't believe I will have to look like a ghost In a shell this night, "I said, rolling my eyes.

She scoffed.

"Scarlet, why do you like saying rubbish? If you talk again, I will apply this red lipstick on your forehead." she said teasingly.

"Rosaline I think everyone in the club will have to run away by the time they see my face "I joked.

"Yeah whatever...can you just keep quiet already...? I am almost done with the make over."

She did some things again and started clapping her hands.

"You go Girl, look at how beautiful I have transformed you. Gosh, if I were a man ... I will ask you out right now ...." she said happily.

I looked at myself in the mirror and truly I kind of looked different. Even though the makeup was light, I still looked pretty and nice.

"Thanks girlfriend." I said as I hugged her.

"It's nothing, anything for you, dear." she said.

We finally dressed up and held a cab to the destination of the clubhouse.

I am wearing a red off – shoulder slim fitted gown.

Some part of my cleavages were exposed, and my long sexy legs were also in the view.

My hair has been packed up to reveal my beautiful neck, and I wore little earrings to make with my dress look stunning.

Rosaline was putting on a pink dressin fact, hers was quite very shorter than mine.

One hand of her dress was sleeveless, while the other had a short sleeve.

She left her hair down, and her makeup was totally out of this world.

We came down from the cab, and we walked into the club with Rosaline cat walking majestically like she owned the place.

One thing I love about my friend is the fact that she doesn't care what people think about her.

She does things according to how it pleases her.

Unlike me, who is always thinking of what the society might say and how I would like to be a role model to growing kids.

As soon as we got inside the club, I noticed some people starting to stare at us.

I guess this makeover really is working.

We walked inside and it was so crowded that I had to hold on to Rosaline's hands as she pushed through the crowd.

We went straight to an empty table and took our seat.

"Would you ladies like anything to drink?"

I turned to see a man behind us with bottles and red cups in front of him pouring all sorts of mixture in them.

He looks good.

I guess he saw that I was just staring at him because he cocked his head to the side, smiled at me and winked.

I blushed.

I know I must look like a tomato right now because I was already wearing blush.

He offered me a cup and I didn't even think about it.

I just grabbed it and downed it all because my nerves were getting the best of me.

"Whoaaaa there sweetheart! I don't want you to get too drunk before you get a chance to enjoy the party!" He said as he looked at Rosaline and I, while Rosaline sat there looking at me with shock written all over her face.

Probably because I downed the drink.

"Do you want to dance?" The gentleman asked.

"Yes!" Rosaline squirmed, looking like she just won a lottery.

"How about you?" The gentleman questioned, most likely because I didn't give him an answer.

"No... I'm fine. You guys go ahead. I will wait here. I don't like dancing." I told him.

"Come find me if you need anything, or just text me and I will come right back." Rosaline said as she grabbed the strange guy's hand and pulled him away towards where a dance floor was set up.

ACE'S P.O.V

My friends and I were sitted on one of the club couches when I saw two ladies walked into the club.

Gosh, they both look sexy, but the one in a red dress caught my attention.

She looks more beautiful.

She had the perfect curves.

Furthermore, she is actually my type.

I kept staring at her, all the while as a man came and gave her and her friend a drink.

Her friend went with the gentleman to go dance and just right there, our eyes met each other.

My heartbeat started to slow down.

Damn!

She is so beautiful.

She looks so out of this world.

The club light of different rainbow colors made her so much beautiful.

My friends stood up and left with the girls they were with, and only I sat looking at the beautiful goddess before my eyes.

But she looked away.

What the fuck!

I thought she was going to come to me because once any girl and I make an eye contact, she will definitely come to me, but this girl looked away or didn't she see me?

Is she playing hard to get?

I decided to reduce my pride and go try my luck with her.

She is too damn beautiful for me to let go just like that!

I walked gently like the gentle man I am to her, but her back was turned, so she didn't see me ...I reached for her arm and touched her.

She swiftly turned and our eyes locked.

She blinked at me one, two, three times and I smiled at her.

"Mind if I sit here with you?" I asked.

I know she can't resist me.

No woman can actually resist me.

She stared at me for a while, probably shocked that the popular Ace Rocco approached her.

"sure." She answered as she adjusted a little bit for me to take a sit.

I sat down and looked at her.

She looks more beautiful when you are closer to her.

"So what's your name, beautiful damsel?" I questioned, trying to start a conversation.

"Scarlet...my name is Scarlett Brendan. How about you? What's your name?"

"Ace." I answered, intentionally leaving off my family name.

She smiled at me and held her hand out as if she wanted to shake hands.

I looked at her hand before locking eyes with her and brought my hand up to shake hers.

I was a little embarrassed when I realized that her hand fit perfectly in mine.

"Nice to meet you, Ace." She said and smiled shyly at me.

"Don't you know me?" I asked, dumbfounded.

I am quite very popular, if not in every part of the world but at least here in Italy.

Even a baby will recognize my face.

But here she is, looking at me like she hasn't seen or heard of me before.

She looked at me with confusion written all over her face.

"No.... Should I?" Her confusion turned to worry.

To be continued