Page 42 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

My eyes leave the sights. I lean over and place my lips on his. His hand slides around my ear. "You are," I whisper.

"I'm glad. You are too."

"I'm glad too."

Morris is at the door when we exit. He and Aurei agree to get together when Aurei is stateside again.

We pass without a hitch through customs, and finally, I get my passport stamped in Italy.

A limo driver is waiting for us, and we are whisked away to the hotel.

"We are staying at the Hotel Aldo. Antonio, my PA, made the arrangements. "

"Is that who you were talking to on the plane?"

"Yes."

As the limo pulls out, I stare out the window. "How long have you lived in Rome?"

"Off and on my whole life."

"Oh, is your studio in Rome too?"

"Yes."

"I'm living a dream! Pinch me." I hold my arm out to him.

He pretends to pinch it, then kisses it. "You may be living a dream, but you're not dreaming, I promise. You are in Rome."

When we pull up to the curb, the doorman opens the door, and I take his hand to exit.

I see his eyes travel from my foot as it emerges from the car up to my eyes appreciatively, and I smile sweetly at him.

Italian men. They do enjoy women. I walk away a few steps and wait for Aurei to tip him, then join me.

Walking in, the beauty and splendor of the hotel is everything and more than I would expect.

It is posh with an Old World grandeur that Vegas can't replicate.

I wait patiently as Aurei checks us in. When he is finished, he takes my hand, and my heels click as we walk across the marble floor to the stairs that lead to the elevator landing.

We are silent walking up, waiting for and entering the elevator, but as soon as the doors close on us, Aurei puts his arm on the back wall and hovers over me.

"Where were we?" His finger slides easily in me, and I put my arms around him and bring his lips to mine.

The elevator stops on the very next floor.

He removes his finger, but not his kiss.

The occupants enter, push the button and totally ignore us.

When it stops again, Aurei stops kissing me and grins. "This is our floor, Angel Thang."

We walk silently down the hall. When he opens the door to our room, I walk in and stop, stunned.

It's a suite, and it's beautiful! The color is a warm golden brown.

The floor is a rich golden brown color with large Persian rugs.

All the furnishings are antique. There is nothing modern about the room.

It's like stepping back in time. Heavy drapes line the windows offering either full sun or complete block out.

There are french doors that lead out onto a small balcony.

I can't wait to see that view! There is a living area, a desk, and a dining area.

An open door in the right rear leads to the bedroom.

Aurei slides his arms around me from behind and puts his mouth on my ear. "Do you like it?"

"I love it! It's awesome!"

Aurei's phone rings. "I have to take this.

Go. Look around." He speaks Italian into it as I wander into the bedroom.

It's just as beautiful. The colors here are rich muted red.

There is a fresco on the ceiling! I stare up at it.

I'm stunned by the delicate yet ornate design.

Is it Cupid? Little cherubs are flying around one large Angel with a bow and arrow.

The arrowhead is a heart. I put my arms over my head, spin around and fall back on the bed.

Bouncing, I say out loud. "Rome! The Eternal City! "

Aurei comes in and laughs. "I half expected to find you bouncing on the bed, being bad."

"I just might." I sit up and smile wickedly at him.

His phone rings again, and he rolls his eyes. "Go get that quick shower. Your luggage isn't here yet. There's a white robe in the closet."

"Yes, sir," I tell him as I bounce off the bed and land lightly, twirl around and slide my foot up the door casing, doing a split. I drop my arms over my head and bend over backward to see him.

He smiles appreciatively at me and answers his phone. "Ciao...."

I roll up and go in without a backward glance.

Naughty Thang. In the shower, I wash away the jet lag under the hot water.

Coming out, I sing Halo under my breath.

I roll my wet hair up in a white towel and go into the bedroom to look for my clothes or the white robe.

No luggage, so white robe it is. I find it lying on the bed, waiting for me.

When I slip into it, I'm astonished. It's my size and not three sizes too big.

Ah! Aurei must have told them my size. How sweet.

I find him standing in the living room in front of the window.

The light behind him silhouettes his perfect physique.

He has taken his suit coat off and his tailored shirt tucked in his pants shows how broad his back is and how small his waist is.

I tiptoe up to him and put my arms around him, giving him a big hug.

"Your turn. The hot water does wonders for jet lag.

" I run my hands outside his pants down to his cock.

It isn't soft. It's semi-hard but stiffens instantly at my touch.

I smack my lips loud and tease him. "Mmm.

I'm starving. I thought you might let me have your sausage right now. "

He chuckles as he lays his hands over mine, draws them back up to his abs, and turns around.

My hands slide around to cup his perfect ass as I tip my head back to stare up into his face.

His eyes are gentle and relaxed. "You can eat my sausage later.

I'm starving for real food." They crinkle when he smiles at my pouty lips.

He places a soft peck on them. "They should be bringing your luggage up anytime now.

There is money in the desk drawer for the tip.

One bill will do. I'll hurry." He tells me, then walks to the bathroom.

I stand at the window then pull back the curtains the rest of the way. I'm awestruck at the spectacular view. Lost in my thoughts of the history of Rome, the Senate, the Gladiators, I almost miss the soft knock on the door.

Ah! My luggage!

The dancer in me twirls around and the towel holding my hair releases and slips to the floor. I bend over to get it, and the robe falls open.

Oops. That wouldn't be a good way to open the door.

I laugh as I toss the towel onto a chair and tighten the belt on the robe, then I skip-dance to the door. When I open it, I am surprised. "Oh! Wow!"

There is a cart lavished with a silver coffee pot, two tiny cups, and a fresh bouquet of flowers.

There is also a small silver pitcher of cream and sugar and a plate of Biscotti.

But the most interesting surprise is the waiter standing with it.

Tall, dark, and absolutely gorgeous are the only words to describe him.

He gives me a slight head bow, "Ciao."

"Ciao," I answer, smiling at him. He smiles a sexy smile back.

I like Italian men. We stare at each other, then I gather myself and open the door wide, gesturing for him to bring the cart in.

His smile turns into a grin, and he pushes the cart past me.

He rolls it to the coffee table and sets about transferring the items. As he bends over, I watch his perfect ass.

His ass is just as 'to die for' as Aurei's.

Nice. Tight. Full. Firm. When he stands, he catches my eyes traveling from his ass to his face, and he smirks.

My eyes stop at his mouth. His lips are full and inviting.

I watch as they spread across his teeth.

Mmm. He bends down to push the cart away, and I watch his ass leaving.

At the door, I remember my manners. "Oh.

Excuse me. Wait. The tip. Just a sec." He stops and waits by the door.

I hurry to the desk, pull the drawer open and take the first bill off the top of a wad of cash.

I walk to him, grinning. He grins back, and I look into his eyes.

Goodness, gracious. What seductive eyes.

They are like caramel. Yum! I offer the money to him, but he refuses.

He opens the door and pushes the cart out.

He's very handsome! I watch, practically gawking.

Second best-looking man I've ever seen. He reaches back in, and as he pulls the door closed, he tells me in perfect English.

"Tell Maximus to call me." The door closes on his "Ciao. "

Holy Fuck! I giggle, then I start to laugh. That guy was in the wrong room! Shit! I run to the bathroom and snatch the door open. Aurei is pulling a shirt over his head. "What's wrong?" He asks with a frown.

"Nothing." I giggle again then start to laugh at loud. "You're never going to believe what just happened. There was a knock on the door." I giggle again at the thought, then the giggles grow, and I can't stop laughing at the thought.

"Your luggage arrived?" He asks, chuckling at my silly giggles. I shake my head. He takes my hand as he passes me. "Show me, Silly Thang." I follow after him.

When we are in the living room, I start talking.

"There was a knock on the door, and I thought it was the luggage, but when I opened it, there was this really handsome man outside with a cart of coffee.

I thought he was room service." I giggle but keep talking.

"Anyway, I was surprised by the coffee, but more surprised at how handsome he was. "

Aurei stops by the coffee table and looks at me with a smirk. "How handsome?"

"He was a good-looking, son of a bitch. An Italian stallion!"

He wraps me in his arms. "Should I be jealous?"

"What? No! I was only appreciating his gorgeous gifts."

"So what was so funny about a handsome man and a cart of coffee?"

"Well, I assumed he was the waiter. I gestured for him to wheel the cart in, and he did.

He even set it up for me." I giggle and lay my head on Aurei's chest. Then I look back into his eyes.

"He acted like he knew what he was doing, but he obviously wasn't the help.

He was wearing an expensive suit now that I think about it. "

Aurei smirks and lets me go. "What did he look like?" He reaches for the coffee pot and pours us both a cup.

"Tall, dark, and gorgeous." I giggle. "He had eyes like caramel, and his lips were, like your lips, heart-shaped and yummy."

"And the funny part?" He rolls his eyes as he adds cream and entirely too much sugar to the little cup.

"When he left, he said with perfect English." I lower my voice and try to imitate a very deep voice. "Tell Maximus to call me." I bust out laughing again.

"What's so funny about that?"

"Aurei! The poor guy had the wrong room!"

He laughs as he hands me my cup. "Real authentic Italian cappuccino, My Lady."

I sip it. "Mmm. This is good."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes. It's strong but delicious!"

There is a knock at the door. Aurei gets up to answer it.

It's my luggage. He pulls a bill from his pants pocket and tips the bellhop.

I frown, watching him. He is dressed in distressed jeans, converse sneakers, and a simple pullover black t-shirt that says Helicopter Pilots Do It Collectively.

"Hey!" I say as he rolls the bags past me. "Hey! You're dressed."

"Affirmative." I follow him into the bedroom to the closet. He lays my luggage down and starts to unzip one. I stare past him into an oversized walk-in closet. His clothes line one whole side. "How did your clothes get in here?"

"The Italian Stallion."

"What?" I crinkle my nose at him, and he laughs at me.

"The good looking, son of a bitch...with lips like mine... That was my cousin, Antonio."

"What? Wow! You're related? Well, that explains the gorgeousness. His ass is 'to die for' too." Aurei starts unpacking and hanging my clothes up. "You don't have to do that for me."

"I've seen your closet. I'll hang them up for you."

"I've seen your closet too. It's way too neat and organized. I meant to ask you. Are you OCD?"

He chuckles. "No, but an officer learns to be neat, clean, and organized, and I like things neat, clean, and organized." He looks at me and smirks. "I'll do this. You, Sweet Thang, bring me my cup, please. Cappuccino is best hot, and it's getting cold in there."

"Oh, K," I say as I spin around to get it. When I come back, he has finished. He's efficient too. He is surveying them and thinking. I hand him his cup. "So...."

"Yes?" He takes it, and takes a sip, then hands it back to me. He turns back to my clothes, takes my Florida State Seminole National Championship "Unconquered" t-shirt down along with a pair of distressed Gucci jeans, and walks out to the bed. He lays them down and looks at me with a smirk. "So?"

"So... Antonio was in the right room."

"Yes." He goes back in and gets my Converse sneakers.

"So... does that mean you are Maximus?"

"Yes." He takes his cup and smirks at me over it as he finishes it.

"What? Get out of here! Your name is Maximus too?"

He laughs. "That's affirmative. Maximus Aurelius Moore at your service."

"Sweet Zeus! That's a hot fucking name! Suits you perfectly!"

He chuckles. "My mother named me obviously." He reaches for my cup, and I drink the last swallow and hand it to him. "Get dressed. We need to do a little shopping today too."

"Yes, sir," I grin at him, seeing Maximus Aurelius Moore at my service.

"And you are to wear both a bra and panties today." He eyes me.

"Mmhmm," I smirk. His eyebrows raise, making me giggle. "Where did you put them, Mr. Neat, Clean and Organized?" I ask, looking past him to the closet.

"Chest of drawers, second drawer from the top, on the right." He points to a chest behind me.

I turn to look as he walks out. "No trickery." He tells me over his shoulder.

"I promise, no trickery." I throw on the clothes and walk out to the living room. He is sitting at the table and stands when I come in.

"Ready?"

"Ready." He heads to the door, and I slide in next to him. I slip my fingers between his and cinch us together. "I honestly don't think I can walk next to you without touching you."

"That's a good thing." He smirks as he closes the door.

"So tell me more about Maximus."

"After we eat. I'm starving."

At the elevator, Aurei hits the up button. "Is the restaurant up?"

"Yes, it's on the sixth floor."

"Awesome."

"The view is spectacular. You're gonna love it."