VICTORIA’S POV
Soon the next day came.
At four o’clock, I left my desk in the library and walked inside our room. I took a shower and came out, only to find Sophia waiting for me in the room.
“Madam Devonte!” She exclaimed as I almost rolled my eyes at her. This woman still calls me Madam Devonte, even though I have asked her not to. I am not Madam Devonte yet.
But, she seemed not to care about my sullen mood and pointed at the bag. “Here are your things.”
My gaze turned to the bag, and I frowned a little. “What is this?” As if to answer me, my phone started ringing.
Sophia smiled, “I guess it’s Master. He will explain. Please, excuse me.” She bowed a little, then left.
She was right; It was Aless. I received the call. “So, what is my baby and baby’s mother doing?” He asked.
Honestly, I am not used to this lovey-dovey situation and words. And from him? Well, it never happened before.
But, as he is trying, I am also trying to accept his love for me. I suppressed the smile as I felt ticklish in my stomach and pouted a little.
“They just came out of the shower and standing before the bag our master has sent us,” I replied, and it felt that everything stopped for a few seconds. Or maybe, Alessandro stopped?
I don’t know; I just felt like it.
“Oh, so do they see what is inside the bag?” He asked; this time, his tone seemed a little groggy, which was exceptionally sexy to my fresh ears!
I bit down my lips and gulped. “Well, not yet. But, what is it?”
“There is a dress and matching shoe for tonight’s banquet. I hope you will like it.”
“Mmhm. I will wear it for you tonight,” I said, feeling my cheeks burn. I swear, I am red like a tomato now.
The moment those words fell from my lips, I heard his low growl. “Oh, fuck, baby... Don’t do this to me.”
I blinked at first. “What did I do?”
“Oh, so you don’t know what you did?” I heard his extremely sexy tone, clenching my thighs.
I shook my head innocently. “No, I don’t.”
“Oh, then maybe I have to remind you. Wait for me.” He said and cut the call.
“Huh? What just happened?” I was left speechless. What is wrong with him?
However, I couldn’t think about him much as my phone vibrated with a call again. This time, it’s Antonio, my brother.
Why is he calling now? I received the call.
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