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Chapter 2

  • Lexi’s POV
  • The elevator opens straight inside the apartment. As soon as you step out there is a living room on your right and a dining area to the left. Straight ahead is a hallway and a set of stairs leading to the second floor. The living room floors are dark hardwood the walls are gray and there is a huge tan leather couch wrapped around the room. The tv screen covers almost the whole wall. There is floor to ceiling glass windows that overlook New York City. In the dining area there is a huge dark oak table with 8 chairs. There are painting on the walls, and even though I don’t know who the artist is I can tell they are expensive. There is a swinging door that leads to the kitchen. Not really for sure where to go I turn my attention back to Marco and Kristen. He has his arm around her waist and hugging her close ‘how sweet they really do make a cute couple.’ Marco notices me turning around, he peers over at me and asks me, “Well what do you think Lexi?” I say the first thing that comes to my mind. “I think that there is no way we’re going to be able to afford to stay here with you. This apartment is bigger than most houses back home.” I hear Marco snicker at me before he tells me, “Kristen, told me that I was going to love your accent. She said that you talked even more country than she does. I will admit Kristen was right.” “I’m not sure if that is a good thing or bad thing.” Is the only thing I responded back to him.
  • Kristen takes the initiative and asks Marco “where is our bedroom that we will be staying in?” Marco starts shaking his head and his whole demeanor changes. “I told you that you would be sharing a bed with only me. You know exactly what is expected of you when you came here. We’re picking up where we left off when I moved from New Orleans. There is no way in fucking hell that I will allow you to stay here any other way. Do I make myself clear?” “Oh my god Marco calm the fuck down I was just trying to rile you up. I know exactly what is expected of me and that me moving in here means that we’re once again a couple. So, let me rephrase the question which bedroom will Lexi be staying in?” Kristen says sweetly to him. “Straight down the hallway she can have any of the three bedrooms. Each room has a private bathroom. Now if you will excuse us, we’re going to head upstairs and get reacquainted.” He lustfully states. I wave my hand at them and start heading down the long hallway. I open each door, and all the rooms are pretty much the same just different colors on the walls and bedspread. I decide on the suite furthest away. Forgetting that my suitcases were left in the foyer area I head back that way.
  • Wanting to get unpacked so I can go explore. I glance around my new bedroom and it’s luxurious. There is a solid oak bedroom suite that has a four-post queen bed, chest of drawers, dresser, and two matching night stands. There is a tv that is hanging on the wall at the foot of the bed. I saunter into the bathroom and it has gray tile flooring, garden tub, separate tile shower, and a long cabinet with the sink. There are two doors in the bathroom one leads to the toilet, and the other to a huge walk-in closet that has floor to ceiling mirrors for walls. The sound of someone knocking brings me out of the closet back to my bedroom. I yell “come in.” When the door opens, I see two women wearing a maid uniform carrying a bunch of clothes and bags.
  • They both nod at me before speaking “good evening, ma’am, we were told to bring you these outfits as a gift from Marco, and to help you get settled in. He also wanted us to relay an invitation to join him and Kristen at his employer’s club tonight. They will leave here at 8:00 pm. If you wouldn’t mind, we’ll go ahead and hang up your new clothes and put away your, under garments?” Shaking my head, while saying, “I don’t mind at all. Please and thank you so much for your help.” Not wanting to be in the way I set on the bed and watch them put away everything. Seeing that it was already 6:00 pm. I choose to start getting ready for my night. I trudge over to my dresser where I saw the maids unpacking Victoria Secret bags and look through it. ‘How did he know exactly my size? Kristen must have told him.’ Gathering up a black matching bra and panty set I go take a shower.
  • Taking in all my new clothes I’m so happy their stunning and all designer labels. The weather is pretty hot being it is July so I opt for a strapless teal green body corn dress. It has a figure eight shape cutout on each one of my sides. It comes about three inches above my knee. There is also a pair of 5-inch-high heel shoes that are exactly the same color I found on my shoe rack. After blow drying my long blonde hair, I decide to curl it long spiral curls that reach the bottom of my bra strap. For my make-up I do my eyes in a shimmery look that make my green eyes pop. Light blush with clear lip gloss that makes my lips look wet. Looking at myself I must say this dress fits me like a glove. It shows off my hour glass figure. The time was 7:54 pm I spray myself with perfume grab my clutch and throw my phone inside along with lip gloss and sprint towards the front door. Upon arriving Kristen is standing there with the biggest smile on her face wearing a black sequins dress that comes right above her knee. It has one strap going across her right shoulder. Her make up is done in the smokey eye look, with red lip stick. Her hair she left straight, she was stunning. Marco had another tailored made suit on that fits him like a glove. They looked like a power house couple standing with each other. “Just in time, I’m glad you are joining us tonight.” Marco said to me.