Irresistible Invitations

Chapter 13

“Meet his girlfriend Ms. Cristina Dimir,” Alex’s father said as he introduced us to Mr. Zachary Udolf Sullivan, the same person who has been invading my dreams, thoughts since the day he had met me causing nothing but trouble to me and my relationship with Alex. The same person who claimed that I was his wife and my name was Juliette Sullivan but here he was before us like nothing ever happened as he smiled at the woman next to him and had his arm wrapped around her waist.

“What type of game is he playing now?” I heard Alex mutter with annoyance and his grip around my waist tightened and I noticed Sullivan’s eyeing Alex’s arm from the corner of his eyes.

Whilst all these chaos, the fact that Sullivan was the problem solver for Alex’s father’s company and their client didn’t help. I could notice the tension arising between them as they stood there glaring at each other. Like, two alpha males refusing to get down. Alex seemingly tried his best to keep his anger in check and while on the other hand, Sullivan clenched his jaws and smiled sarcastically before paying his attention to the woman next to him.

“Uh, do you guys know each other?”

Thankfully, Alex’s father interfered in, cutting the thick air with his question.

“No!” both Alex and Sullivan said in unison before narrowing their eyes at each other’s lies. And the very moment the only thought I had all of a sudden was to have a tub of vanilla ice cream.

The sudden desire for an ice cream had my stomach growl and before I knew it everyone present there heard it making it seemingly an embarrassment for me. Mr. Lascas laughed out loud while the woman next to Sullivan smiled at me. Feeling the blush forming upon my cheek I coughed a little and looked the other way trying my best to hide my embarrassment.

“Come, let’s have some snacks first before we talk,” Mr. Lascar spoke up and we all followed him to the chair where each of us sat next to our partners. But the awkward position was Mr. Lascar sitting in between them while the lady sat next to me.

“So? how did you two meet?” It was Alex who asked the question all of a sudden and I looked back at Zachary who pissed at the moment but calmed down as soon as the lady kept her hand on his elbow.

Who is she?

“It seems as if my personal life interests you, Mr. Alex,” Sullivan gave up a narcissist smirk as Alex narrowed his eyes at him.

The moment was interrupted by the servant who served the high tea and went away.

“How much sugar would you like to have Ivona?” Alex asked as he held the cubes of sugar in his hand ready to put it in my cup.

“Oh, t-”

“Two,” Sullivan interrupted and all of us looked at him while he smirked more at me looking straight into my eyes.

That was the amount I preferred for my tea. Seemingly looking confused the lady beside him looked up at him and put her and on his hand which brought him out of his thinking state.

“Oh, I mean I would like to have two cubes for my tea, Cristina,” he said as he directed this words towards Cristina which caused her to smile happily as she took the cubes of sugar and served him the tea.

“Ivona?” I heard Alex calling for me when I was busy looking at the couple.

“Oh, it’s one. I would like to have one cube, please,” I asked and looked back at Sullivan who was sipping from his cup of tea as he kept himself busy answering and talking to Cristina.

“So? How did you two meet?” this time it was me who asked the question. From the corner of my eyes, I could notice both Alex and his father stopped whatever they were doing and looked back at us while Sullivan raised his eyebrows at me and looked at Cristina who nodded up at him.

“She works with me in my office. She is my personal assistant,” he said and I could feel Alex shifting his chair closer to me.

“And how long have you been together?” Mr. Lascar asked to which Cristina smiled up and looked lovingly at Zachary “Its only been a month, Sir”

Sullivan smiled at her and then looked directly at me.

“Very interesting,” Alex replied and took hold of my hand placing a kiss on the back of my hand.

“That’s really nice. Very few people get to find their true love and I am sure who two pairs are just made for each other in heaven,” Mr. Lascar laughed but awkwardly neither of us joined his laugh and as if he got it his laughter died down and he cleared his throat before shifting on his chair.

“So, let’s get back to our discussion now aye? Now when my son is here I would like you to settle this deal for once and all Mr. Sullivan. What do you say?” Mr. Lascar asked the question to Sullivan and he nodded before taking his phone out.

“Before we do that, I have a condition for you,” he said out of the blue.

“Condition?” What is it?” Alex asked and Sullivan turned his phone around showing us a picture of a house.

“You see this house?” he asked as he showed us a picture of a house. It was a two-storeyed house and was only surrounded by bushes and trees in the picture. It looked old yet beautiful and homey where an average person would dream of living.

“This house...” I heard Mr. Lascar trail off as he looked at the house as if he knew the house.

“Yes, this house. If I’m correct then this house belongs to you. Am I correct?” Sullivan asked and Mr. Lascar nodded looking confused.

“I want this house,” Sullivan said it loud and clear for all to hear and in spite of looking confused Mr. Lascar pulled himself and asked back: “This is the house that I had brought years ago in the outskirts of the town. Its old and I believe the building is now home to many wild animals and it would give up any second as you can already see it in the picture, it’s in a critical state. I have not been there for years and why would a person like you like to buy this house anyway? You can have a mansion if you want to and where exactly did you get this picture?” Mr. Lascar asked to which he only replied with a shrug.

S. S. Sahoo

#238 in Romance
#165 in Billionaires
#31 in Romantic suspense

Story about: love, mafia, mafia leader

Edited: 30.09.2020

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