Not One But Two

Chapter 1

Rosella's POV

How many more galas am I going to. I just hope this ends quickly so I can go back to my penthouse and watch some movies... Oh and most importantly, sleep.

I look at myself in the mirror one last time and apply a little more highlight to my nose. Finally, I'm grabbing my clutch and heading out to my sweet baby... My black Audi r8.

I hop right in, but before I can get situated my driver, Ross, says "You know you're like 5 minutes late, right?"

"Oh come on Ross, you already knew that I was going to be late. It's been happening since the 15th gala that I went to. At this point, I can show up an hour later, and people would still think that I was there the whole night."

"Of course, the CEO could never be late to a party,"

"Exactly," I chuckle.

Ross starts to pull up and I'm already dreading my 20th gala. "You know when to pick me up right?"

In an annoyed voice, Ross gives me a dead stare and says "Sure do. Right at 11 pm no later and no earlier"

"And remeb-" but before I can finish my sentence, he cuts me off.

"If I call you and you say the word buttercup then it means that you would like to stay longer" he looks forward and is about to drive off, but I have one last thing to say.

"Which wou-" and then he cuts me off AGAIN.

"Which would be highly unlikely, nothing I already don't know Rosella."

I laugh and whisper to him "Oh Ross I think you know me better than I know myself." He just smiles at me and drives off.

Oh yes! alcohol. I grab it off the tray that the waitress is holding and then take a seat at an empty table in the back.

"Today I would like to congratulate my two sons, Vex and Marcello, on making this company better than it already is. Today is the 4th year that they have been taking over this company and I, as a father, couldn't be any happier to pass it down to you two."

Blah blah blah. It's always the same thing over and over. The twins did nothing, all they got was a business that was made by their great-grandmother.

After many congratulations later, the CEO men get to choose who they want to dance with within the audience. Which is why I'm back here. With my drink that is now empty.

I start to walk to the bar and get a refill, but I feel a light tap on my shoulder before I can.

My nose starts to scrunch and now I'm starting to think that it wasn't a good idea to move from my table. I just hope it's not the old perverted men again. Please find someone your age.

I slowly turn around and now I am faced with two very muscular chests and dark-colored Armani suits. I immediately smell wood and pine cologne.

I lift up my head and see that one has dark brown hair and the other has tattoos going up to his neck and with fluffy black hair. I then see that it is...

Vex and Marcello Russo.

"Rose" Marcello is the first to speak in that god. damn. That dark husky voice of his. Why is my heart suddenly beating so fast? All he did was call me by my nickname.

"Rosella" I respond to him "My name is Rosella" I clarify and take a step back.

"Here is your drink miss," the bartender says.

"Thank yo-" right when I grab my drink Vex snatches it from right out of my hands. Could the bartender have been quicker, maybe I wouldn't be stuck with these two.

"I think you had enough for tonight. Don't you think so, tesoro?"  Vex chuckles deeply as he starts to drink from my glass.

"Vex that was mine!" I can't believe he just stood there and laughed at me. He then continues to drink from my glass.

Marcello bends down so that his mouth is right over my ear and he whispers "How about we make you a deal. hmm? I get a dance with you, and my brother too of course, and then you can have any of the alcohol at our place."

"With us there with you, of course," Vex adds.

As Marcello moves away from my ear he starts to run his fingers through my curls. Vex grabs my waist tightly and tells me softly "How does that sound?"

Oh fuck. Why do they have to be so close to me? I shake them off me and ignore their question and snatch back my drink that was in Vex's large hands.

Vex clenches his jaw which just makes him ten times hotter than he already is. God. shut. up.

I start walking back to my table but before I can get any farther I feel someone's rough hand grab my wrist.

"Ci ha semplicemente ignorato?" Vex says deeply (translation: did she just ignore us?)

"Si, penso che abbia fatto, Vex" Marcello tells him (translation: yes, I think she did, Vex)

Hello, guys thanks for giving my story a chance. I hope you guys like it and please don't forget to vote! Sorry if this one is short. Promise the next one will be just a bit longer!