Right before I went inside, a silver Lambo honked at me. I looked towards the direction and I found the car familiar. I smiled as I walked towards it.
The passenger’s door was opened and I entered. “Phil!”, I shouted as I hugged him. He hugged me back with smiles. “I’ve really missed you, you know”, I said. “I’ve missed you more, tho”, he said back.
“And you didn’t text me”, I said with pouted lips. “I was waiting for the right time, you know!”. “Mr. Right”, I said with a hmph. “Alright, I’ll text you right now, see”, he said while bringing out his phone and sent me an ‘hi’. “Happy?”, he said raising his phone up. I nodded with a smile.
“How are you coping?, you know, with Alexander”. “Well, I’m alive”. I said with an optimistic smile. “Although it hasn’t been easy, in any goddamn way”. I explained everything that had happened, every single one of my experiences since the time we met last.
By the time I was done, he was already fuming. “That son of a pig, How dare he do that?, Does he thinks that everybody is a subject to his means?”, he said with anger.
I looked at his face filled with genuine concern for me. He felt like a big brother to me, and I felt loved. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “What’s funny?”, he asked with a serious expression on his face.
“What can you do to the ‘great Alexander Salvatore’?, I asked. “It doesn’t matter, besides, you’re underestimating me”, he said with a proud look. “Really?”, I asked. “Hmmmmm”, he said proudly.
We chatted for quite a while before, he decided that it’s was time for me to go back inside, before any things start to be cooked up. I stepped out of the car. “No goodbye hugs?”, Philip said with his arms wide open. I rushed back in to give him a hug. “And don’t forget to text me, okay?”, I said . “Of course”, he said.
I walked towards the gate, while Phil drove away. I sighed and went inside. I was welcomed by Jace, who acted surprised to see me, even when we were alone, which made me feel that he was such a talented actor.
Lucas also came, with worry written all over his face. The workers all came and were happy to see me back with them. The chef, Anton, also promised to make arrangements for me to have the best meal so far. I felt loved in this house that wanted to drain my life of all its love.
In the cool of the evening when I was out with Lucas in the garden, Alexander got back home. I heaved and took the courage to go and ‘present’ myself to him. As I walked towards him, I looked back while Lucas gave me a thumbs-up.
I got to him and said “Welcome home, Alexander”. He looked at me with a surprised expression and didn’t say anything but nod. I was annoyed that He didn’t even show a sign of relief that I’m back home without any form of injury.
He went inside, while I went back to the garden where Lucas was. The evening quickly went by. I enjoyed a luxurious dinner with all the workers, outside in the garden. I really enjoyed myself in the moment. Jace kept his cool though.
I went up to my room and chatted with Phil for sometimes before I received a text that read ‘OPERATION PEPPERONI IS ON’, with a pizza emoji. I definitely knew it was Carrot that sent the message. I took a long breath-in, before being caught up in the whirlwind of preparations. I began putting on my uniform. And by uniform, I meant the sexy pajamas.
I meticulously followed the guidelines given by Carrot and the other lady. The revealing night robe, the seductive glances, and the careful unbuttoning of the top two buttons. My cleavage was clearly out in the open. A cold gush of wind blew all over me.
My objective was clear: gain access to Alexander's room, stay for approximately seventeen minutes, and let the contact lens capture everything. Should be pretty easy, right?.
The time for ‘Operation Pepperoni’ arrived quickly and at 10pm sharp and I put on the contacts and also an earpiece that I accidentally pushed in too much that I couldn’t remove.
“f**k that, we’ll find a way later. Isabella, just focus on what’s ahead, which is seducing Alexander tonight and helping the anti-Salvatores”. “So easy”, I said to myself to give myself the courage.
“Operation pepperoni is on, I repeat, Operation pepperoni is on, do you copy”, Carrot’s voice came in piercing through my ear drums. “Jeez, not so loud”, I said in discomfort. “Sorry, I’m just so excited”, she replied.
They had eyes on me, literally. Carrot provided constant guidance through the earpiece, ensuring that I followed the plan to the tee. She was just ranting on and on, about how the Pizza guy was late in delivering her pizza. I didn’t mind a thing she said throughout.
As I walked through the extravagant halls of the Salvatore mansion, I couldn't shake off the surreal feeling of being part of this covert operation.
I reached Alexander's room. “Don’t worry baby girl, once the seventeen minutes are completed, Jace would help you out, right before he starts to f**k you”, she said casually.
I blushed angrily at what she said, but I didn’t reply. I was too busy thinking of how I would quickly be done with ‘all of this’.
I took a deep breath, and knocked.
“Who’s that?”, the cold voice came. “It’s Isabella”, I said with my hand on my chest. “What do you want?”, he asked. “Keep the conversation going, babe”, Carrot voice came in again.
“Shut the f**k up”, I gritted my teeth. “I want to discuss somethings with you, Alexander”, I replied him. No response came. I was already feeling like a loser when his voice came again.
“Come in”. I opened the door with utmost caution, and it revealing the familiar, stoic face. He looked exceptionally hot with his face perfectly sculpted.
He just had his bath since his hair was a little wet. His lips was as pink as…. I don’t know. "Isabella,your husband is looking really ‘fuckable’. Carrots couldn’t just keep her goddamn mouth shut.
“I’m becoming really horny, just seeing him. Sleep with him if you have the chance to, okay?”. I didn’t say anything, but i suddenly felt hot. His eyes were fixed on a tablet.
He eventually raised his eyes, when he didn’t hear a sound from me, and BANG!, his eyes were glued to me, subtly scanning me.
Carrot, with her infectious laughter, summed up the prevailing sentiment, "Who knew saving the city could be this entertaining?, it’s like I’m watching a romance movie. This would be a good scene to enjoy a good movie and pizza, if not for the goddamn delivery guy!”.
“Im sorry for disturbing your work, but I couldn’t just sleep without taking this off my mind”. “Just hurry up”, he said.
I tried to followed the script, engaging in light conversation. I started, “So… I want to apologize”, I said swinging my arms.
A feeling a mix of nervousness and adrenaline rushed in me as I saw his eyes still checking me out occasionally.