Owned by Wallace Monzato (Monzato Brothers 1) COMPLETED

Chapter Eight

Paige 

My mother called me downstairs to join her for dinner. We just came from her doctor's appointment earlier and her medicines are not really helping her to get curee. She really needs to undergo heart transplant. The pacemaker is quite helping her heart to beat smoothly. At least there's something that is helping her. 

I do appreciate Jordan, Crissa and Craig's help but I need to admit that I need to do more to get her a heart donor, to save my mother. 

"Mom." I started. I clenched my fist to gather some confidence to lie. "Crissa will be accompanying you for three days. I need to go somewhere for work." I lied. 

"Somewhere?" Of course somewhere is not really a good alibi. I need to think something. Confusion is written all over her pale face. I ate my dinner trying to think what to say. "Yeah. Detroit. I need to gather some information for work." 

I chewed my food gracefully even though I'm kind of really nervous. My mom is really observant woman. If I don't act right, she will know that I am lying. I stared at straight in the eyes, waiting for her response. She's eating a lot of vegetables lately because she's on a special diet. 

"Okay. When is your flight?" She sounded just fine. I guess she bit my alibi. Great. "Tomorrow morning but Crissa will be spending the night here." 

And, as if on cue, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and I saw Crissa smiling at me. I let her a d I invited hwr to come join us in dinner table. My mom put a plate on the table as she hugged Crissa while smiling. "I hope we can have a good time." Crissa said excitedly. 

"Of course. I will cook for you even though I cannot eat the food with you. I'm on a special diet." 

We continued eating while Crissa is talking, telling a hilarious story. After dinner, Crissa and I stayed at my room. She's helping me packing my things. 

"Are you really sure about this? You knew your mom would disagree to this." I sighed. I knew she will get mad but I have to do this. "I'd thought of that. But, I need to swallow my pride for her. She's the only one I got, Criss." 

I always think about my move or my decisions. If I have a gut that my decision will be a very bad idea, I will not do it. I'm always careful about my moves. I always want my mom's approval before I do some sort of things. But right now, I think it is better for her not to know what I will do. It is better for her health not to know. 

"Goodluck to you. You know that I will support you in any way right?" I nodded. Whatever I do, Crissa got my back. Even if that's the most stupidest thing, she will support me. "Of course. Thank you." She hugged me. 

"Everything's gonna be okay for your mom, okay?" Whatever I do, I need to have some mad faith and be positive. My mother's belief from the creator is bigger than grand canyon, so do I. 

I continued packing. I'm going to Philippines to see my father and son, whom abandoned us when I was a little girl for their own good. My father is a cardiologist, so as my brother. I've been thinking to do this since my mother's diagnosis. And now, this is the time. 

"Here's to the better days and to the woman who's coming to Detroit." She emphasized the word Detroit in a sarcastic way. She's teasing me again because she heard from my mom that I'm going to Detroit. Of course my mom would not let me go if she knew the real country I'm going. 

"Yeah, cheers to Detriot." I chuckled. She handed me a glass of wine from Leonetti vineyards. This is the best wine in Europe especially, here in Italy. This is quite expensive but the price is worth it. 

After we hang out while finishing the bottle of wine, Crissa fell asleep. I was about to tuck in my bed and go to sleep when my phone got a message. 

From: Unknown 

Good night. Been thinking of you all day. 

I deleted the message thinking it's just a spam and the message is not really for me. 

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When the morning came, I gathered my small luggage and my everyday shoulder in the living room. My mom cooked breakfast for us, as usual. She handed me a bag of strawberry flavored chewing gum. "Bring this. You have a long flight ahead so chew this if you're bored." The strong french accent is visible on her voice. 

"Thanks mom. I have to go. Have great time you two." I bid my goodbye to the both of them and headed to the airport. 

I'm one hour early because I don't like rushing my time. I always go to appointments early. I checked in my luggage and waited for my flight. I ordered some coffee to entertain myself while waiting. It's a sixteen hours flight so I brought with me my favorite book- A walk to remember by Nicholas Sparks. 

"One venti sized americano, please. My name is Paige." I handed her my card. She smiled at me so I did the same. I sat down on one of the table while waiting for my coffee. I checked my phone to see if Crissa or anyone messaged me. There's three messages. 

Jordan: Have a safe flight. 

Craig: When are you coming back? 

Crissa: I love your mom's cooking. I wanna live here. 

I just replied to all of their questions and the I put back my phone inside my bag. When I got my coffee, I walked to the waiting area near my gate number to wait for my flight. I still have forty five minutes before my long flight. This will be my first time taking a long ass flight since when I was seven years old. 

I came from Montreal, Quebec, Canada. I moved to Tuscany, Italy when I was seven because my mom got a good paying job here and that was the time when my father and my brother abandoned us. I attended college here in Rome, so I decided to move here with my mother since my work is in here. 

"What are the odds? I was just thinking of you earlier but now, you're right in front of me, babe." I looked up and then I saw Wallace standing in front of me. I immediately smiled. 

He is wearing a pilot uniform. His luggage is on his side while he is holding his airline pilot hat. He looked gorgeous wearong his uniform. His thighs are hugging the  otton of his pants revealing his toned, strong legs. His upper uniform is also perfect for his upper body. The size is perfect to show that he is working out and he got a body of a greek god. 

"You're a pilot here?" I asked out of curiosity. He leaned down on my face to give me a peck on my lips. "Well, on the side. I'm a pilot-engineer and a businessman. I'm just bored so I took the passengers to France." He sat beside. 

"I see." I returned my attention to my book and on sipping my coffee. "Where are you going?" 

"Philippines." He does not know my mom so I guess there's nothing wrong to tell him. 

"For? You're going to the other side of the world so I guess, that must've important business." Is it important? I'm swallowing my pride and there's no assurance that they will help me. "Yeah, I guess." 

"What time is your flight?" I checked my wristwatch tp check the time,  "Thirty minutes." 

"Wait me here? I'll just change my clothes." I just nodded. He walked away to go to men's restroom. He should get change because he's getting the women's attention because of that uniform. He made that casual uniform look like a trend of fashion for men. He can be the next cover of Vogue Paris. 

After a couple of minutes. He came back on his sit wearing a casual clothes. He's only wearing a faded jeans a black shirt with a casual white shoes. He looks clean. He really looks gorgeous on anything he wears. All attention is on him, again. Everyone in this waiting area is checking him out. He's tall and his facial features can get the attention of the crowd. 

When my flight got called, I stand up and faced him. "That's my flight. I gotta go. Bye." I saw him smirked. 

We lined up and waited for our tickets to be checked. When I was in the entrance of the plane, I heard Wallace's voice on my back. He's here?  "Put us to the business class." He put his hands on my shoulder in a possessive way. The flight attendant immediately nodded. 

"Let's go." He whispered on my ear. 

What the hell was that? He walked like he own the place. Every flight attendants are greeting him like he's the biggest person here. Is that the benefit of being a pilot here? 

He held my hands and guided me to sit down. There's no passenger here, only the two of us. He asked the flight attendant to give us some breakfast. 

"How did you do that? Is that your benefit as the pilot?" I pressed. "You walk and talk like you own the damn place, Wallace." He just shrugged and smirked smugly. 

"Because I am. I'm the owner of this damn airport. And this aircraft, is mine." He winked. Okay? He owns this place? So this is the business he was talking about? 

"Seriously?" 

"Yes. And I'm going to accompany you to the Philippines. I would love to spend my time with you, babe." 

"Can you just call me by my name?'' His silly endearment is really weird. We are not even dating, we had s*x but we are not dating. He's my ex hook up and I cannot believe he will come to the Philippines with me. What a well-mannered gorgeous guy. 

I sat down to my seat. I cannot believe I had s*x to the owner of this plane. He did the same and continued eating his breakfast. There's fruits, pancake, bacon, eggs and, yogurt on the side. The black coffee rose to my nose. I get one strawberry because it looks fresh, I waited him to get the strawberry on my hand but he just continues eating so I took a bite. 

"So, what is your business in the Philippines?" 

I didn't answer him. I just shrugged. My mind went to the memory of my childhood. It is not really a good childhood since I have to be independent at a very young age. I grew up standing up for myself because I don't have a brother and a father that will fight my bullies. Growing up, it is just me and mom. 

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The night came and we are still in the plane. Wallace request some blanket for me and him. The lights are already off and the flight attendants are on the back, assisting some passengers. Wallace and I just spent the whole day talking. Sometimes, he will take a nap and i will read my book. 

I just learned that his aircrafts are designed by him. He loves designing things. This business is the product of his blood, sweat and skills. Impressive. 

"You're comfortable?" I nodded. He's good company. I'm now thankful that he is my friend. My flight is not boring because of him. 

We are located at the back of the business class. There's no light in here but I can still see his face clearly. I grabbed my neck and kissed me smoothly. I immediately responded to his kisses. There's no one around so I'm confident to make out with him. I opened my mouth to welcome his hot tongue. 

His one hand cupped my covered mound. I left out a moan between our kisses. 

He began to unbutton my jeans and put his sinful hand inside. His kisses goes down to my neck. "No mark." I said. I will not walk in the Philippines with a kiss mark all over my neck. 

He inserted two fimgers inside me. He covered my mouth while finger f*****g me. He leaned closer to kiss my earlobe and whisper, "Nod if you want it hard and fast. You will nod everytime I ask you okay?'' I nodded.

He moved his fingers faster. I want to moan but his strong hands are blocking me. "You are so wet. You're wet for me, yes?" I nodded. Do need to deny it. The moment he kissed me the last time we met, I came home wet. 

"You missed me babe?" I nodded. I miss his touch and his fingers inside me. He keeps on thrusting his sinful fingers inside me. I'm soaking wet and so ready for him. "I missed you too. I missed this p***y. I missed being inside you. Too bad we cannot have s*x here. I don't want us to cause the turbulence of this plane." 

My n*****s hardened, my abdomen felt heavy. My body's started to meet the thrusts of his fingers. I'm about to explode. My mind went blank. All of my focus is on the man whom finger f*****g me. He's still kissing my earlobe, moving his fingers in and out, deep and fast. 

"I want you to come for me." After a few more finger thrusts, I came. 

That was mindblowing. My chest popped in and out because of the sensation. He gave me the beat orgasm. I saw him lick his hand like an ice cream while making an eye contact with me. 

"You are so hot. I cannot wait to arrive at the hotel." 

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NOTE: sorry for grammatical erros.