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Diego's POV

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Javier: *Matt called again this morning. I told him I don't know where you are but you have to be more discrete from now on. He's sending some people to track you and they might start going to airports if he suspects you're no longer in the country*

Diego: *I'll deal with it. Thanks.*

Javier: *Keep in touch. Will you?*

Diego: *Sure pal, I will.*

I heaved a sigh and left my messenger, ignoring the message from the Matthews, my one time parents. They've searched all over California for me but apparently the private agents my dad hired were doing shitty jobs because I wasn't even hiding from them.

I left California willingly. Yet they hadn't traced me to Italy, where my mother was.

I decided to deal with that later, when I wouldn't be thinking about how Adrian currently looked so damn sexy in a way that was making me go haywire. I knew that was a lie, I thought about Adrian all the time.

She was always in my head and on my mind.

Her smile.

Her beauty.

Her strong headed nature and the loving side of her she rarely showed me because she didn't want to appear vulnerable.

My eyes followed every move her body made, wishing I could trail my hands down to her waist and just hold her close to me, to never let go.

The thoughts had my breath hitching.

I ran my hands over my hair, groaning lowly while watching her ramble nonstop about her unmade hair and bare face. She looked great even though her blond hair was in a tumbled mess atop her head and her lips were fuller as she'd been biting on them nonstop.

Girls liked to look perfect but they had no idea that they were already perfect. Without having to try anything. Her waking beside me on some mornings with her face bare and her lips pouted was actually close to the best thing ever.

The best thing though, would be her putting her vulnerability aside and admitting to her feelings for me and also letting me love her like she actually deserved to be loved. Everyone deserved a second chance, and with Adrian there was no exception.

I liked her, I wanted her to be mine alone.

I wanted to show her how jealous and caring I could be when guys flirted with her whenever we went out to get some groceries or whenever we went to the park. I wanted the world to know she was mine! I chuckled at that.

Hell, we did everything as a couple, I'd even made out with her yesterday though she had been an emotional mess at that time. She had woken up after being asleep for an hour, screaming due to her nightmares and I couldn't even hold her down when she started trashing and crying so hysterically.

I'd kissed her so deeply to get her mind off whatever she was dreaming about, and thank goodness it had worked.

I really should talk to Kara about her nightmares. It was beginning to get me worried about this whitish blonde haired girl standing right before me.

She was speaking, talking to me actually and looking through her clothes which were hung on the left part of my wardrobe.

I liked Adrian, her free spirited nature was something that turned me on to no end.

She was so confident about herself and would always give her honest opinions about whatever I asked her. Also, she was blunt. I always managed to see through her even when she tried to dance around an issue because that was unlike her.

I blinked when she snapped her fingers in my face. "Earth to Diego. What's up?"

"Huh?" I sat properly and watched her catwalk back to my wardrobe to resume her search. She took several clothes out from the hangers and placed each one on her chest with a pose, smiling and waiting for me to select the one we'd wear to club tonight.

The first three ones were too exposing so I gave her 'nope' for each of them.

I frowned at the shortness of the blue denim skirt when she took it and placed it on her waist, posing. It barely went past her thighs and wasn't nearly close to her kneecaps. Adrian loved wearing little clothing, a lot.

"What do you think?"

"Nope." She rolled her eyes at the expression on my face.

She turned around and bent to pick the black silky shirt with glittery silver stuffs all over it on the heap of other clothes and I caught sight of the round globes of her bum cheeks in another one of her flimsy skirts that she was currently wearing. This one was black khaki.

My eyes widened.

Jesus, she was going to kill me.

She was wearing black lace panties and even though I couldn't see through the pantie, still, fùck.

"Adrian!" I growled.

She yelped and picked the other skirt with the shiny one quickly, scrambling to her feet and turning to glare at me. "What the hell Diego? You scared me!"

I didn't have the heart to be angry at her when I saw how flustered she was due to my sudden scare and I also couldn't tease her right now because of the little man between my legs which was yearning for some attention.

If I called her to move closer, she would. And I would get a whiff of the seductive perfume she'd used and it would drive me crazy. To make matters worse, the name of the perfume she was using was 'utter seduction'.

I sighed.

"Wear the black crop top I got for you last week and match it with your dark blue boyfriend jeans."

She scrunched up her face like a little girl. "I don't want to wear any of those."

"Why?" I asked softly.

Whenever I talked this way, I realized that the tendency of her answering me honestly was stronger and more assuring. Even though she was strong headed and never liked to depend on anyone for anything, she was still soft inside there.

And when I spoke so softly to her, her resolve would instantly crumble.

"Because they're so modest. We're going to a club Diego, I need to look sexy." She whined.

Fùck, I was rubbing off on her. She used to be sassier than this but now it felt more like we were lovers than anything. Adrian had now begun to whine while talking to me and doing girlish things which she didn't use to like before.

That was why she didn't like barbie or Cinderella.

"Dressing that way actually makes you look sexy as fuck." I admitted in a hoarse voice, licking my lips.

Everything made Adrian look sexy.

I subdued a groan, knowing she would be all over me in the next second if I did because she would think I still had the stomach ache from few days ago.

Next to my mother Natalia, Adrian was still much more caring but you see my twin sister? She was far worse in fussing over the sick.

Kara fussed around a lot and she easily got worried. Sometimes Kara could even fall sick if someone she cared was sick because she would worry about the person till she later fell sick herself.

"You think so?" She went back to the heap of clothes and eyed the boyfriend jeans I'd told her to wear.

"Yep. Now shower and dress up. I'll change when you're done then we're good to go. Come here."

She left the heap of clothes and walked over to me. Grabbing her by the waist, her hands equally went to rest on my shoulders as she sat on my thighs without hesitation.

The urge to ravish her was compelling. What are you doing to me Adrian?

"Everything good?" I asked her huskily, clearing my throat quickly.

"Yeah. Sure, I'm good. You?" Her eyes twinkled.

"Same Babe. I'm cool. Chilled."

"Great, because I need you to be that way. You're my ride or die." She spoke softly though the message transferred a different meaning to my groin.

I nodded at her and pecked her forehead, letting my lips linger as I wished I could do more than peck her forehead.

I wanted to kiss her whole body and I would, very soon. She wouldn't see it coming.

The only thing refraining me from doing so was that I had no idea what was going on in that head of hers. What if she ran away again after another mind blowing sexual activity?

Fùck.

"Drop me at the dorm, since Paul will be coming I need to spend some time with Kara tomorrow morning before Stephano takes her out. Then you'll come later around 5pm and she won't suspect a thing. How does that sound?" She asked and leisurely played with the little hairs at the back of my neck, talking softly.

Those hands were doing things to me. It wasn't having effect on my neck but also on my whole body.

They ignited flames and it would go into uproar if she didn't get off my thighs right now.

"That sounds nice. Now go get that shower!" I pushed her away and watched her pout.

Laughing lightly, I left and went to watch a game and also plan my next move on the Matthews.

First, I needed to speak with Stephano. He knew more about business than I did even though I'd been receiving training from my dad's assistant to take over the company since I was around seven years old, I'd neglected that in years so I needed to do something about that.

Then I needed to contact Mr Matthews aka my dad so he would stop trying in vain to reach me. I didn't run from home and neither was I kidnapped.

I left. Willingly.

Lastly, I needed to contact Cindy. She used to ask me out all the time when I was in California and I was quite sure she wouldn't mind coming here to pay me a short visit.

Heaving a sigh, I concentrated on the game till Adrian grunted my name out. I dropped the remote and went in to see she was standing in the middle of the room, her short towel wrapped around her.

Licking my lower lip, I furrowed my brows at her. I'd often told her to only call me when there was something very important to tell me and not when she was in a towel or when she was barely clothed.

It wasn't that I couldn't control myself around her but prevention was better.

I was about to dash out of the room when she grunted with her back turned to me, stating that I should wait again. I stilled in my position before slowly turning around.

Fùck, those legs were so damn hot. And that ass was so nicely shaped in the towel.

The narrow back itself...damn.

"Yes?" I cleared my throat as she turned around, a scowl on her beautiful face.

"You forgot to take your meds. It's the last one." She scolded though I could see her pouting at my carelessness.

I rolled my eyes but moved closer to her when she lifted the cup of water up and stretched out the pill for me to use. Adrian loved meds, apparently she used to chew on pills when she was much younger so now it wasn't a problem for her to throw a pill into her mouth, chew it then swallow it.

But I hated drugs. Injection, I could handle. Pills however, the smell drove me nuts.

I struggled not to trail my eyes down her wet body while collecting the pill and throwing it at the back of my throat. When she stretched a cup of water my way, I glared at her. Then she chuckled and stretched a cup of mango juice.

I downed it in a gulp and took the rest of the pills. Then she heaved a sigh, nodded and beckoned for me to go out.

I shook my head with a chuckle.

Adrian, you're gonna be the end of me.

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I thought it'd be good for you guys to see things from Diego's perspective.