The next week went by quickly. Matteo left early and came back late in the night. He was never here when I was awake and I was bored since there was nothing for me to do here.
Most of the time I watched tv shows, movies or baked and cooked something. I called Amy a lot. She was always telling me about her day and how great working in the hotel is. When she asked me to meet up I always had to tell her a lie. I was sad because I really miss her and I wanted to ask Matteo desperately to let me see her once. But I couldn't because I never saw him.
I was alone all week. None of the boys came by to visit me and I started to miss them too. They have been funny and kind to me. I would almost consider them friends.
Today I decided to barge into Matteos room as soon as he gets home. I don't care if he will threaten or punish me. Seriously, what is his problem? It's currently 1am and I am still sitting on my bed waiting for him to come home. Suddenly I heard footsteps that disappeared into his room.
Gathering all courage that I have I got up and swung his door open. He turned around to look at me and his eyes turned dark the second he saw me. Before he had the chance to scream at me I gave him a piece of my mind.
"What the hell is wrong with you? It's been one week. You haven't talked to me or acknowledged me. Nobody came by. Not even Cristian. I have been completely isolated the last week and I'm going insane. Do you have any idea how bored I am? And I want to meet-"
"Shut up. Remember who you are talking to.", Matteo said and walked towards me stopping a few inches away from me. "I forbid Cristian, Raffael and Pietro from coming by. They actually wanted to come and visit you. I have no idea why they would want to do that because you are the most annoying and disrespectful human being I have ever met. Restricting you from any social contacts in real life was your punishment. Be thankful I didn't do what I had in mind. I can promise you you wouldn't like that."
Then he pushed me out of his room and walked down the hallway trying to avoid me. But I won't let that happen. "And you are the most angry and cold person I have ever met. I am not afraid of your stupid punishment. You're all bark and not bite. Now let me meet my best friend, Mr. Jerk." I said while going to the kitchen and taking a glass out of the cabinet.
Suddenly I felt a hard slap on my ass. My eyes immediately widened and I turned around to see Matteo smirking at me. He turned me around my back facing him and slapped my ass harsh again. Shocked by his action I gripped onto the counter. Next I felt his hard chest against my back and he whispered in my ear. "I said you won't like your punishment. Disrespect or disobey me again and you will regret it even more."
When I turned around he was already gone. My legs felt like jelly and my cheeks were burning from the heat that rose to them. What the hell was that? And why am I feeling so hot?
Making my way back to my room I laid down on my bed staring at the ceiling. He is bipolar that's for sure. But he also looked so hot. And why did I think that him slapping my ass was hot? What is wrong with me?
With a lot of thoughts still on my mind I fell asleep.
I woke up with the sun hitting my face. Using one hand to shield my eyes from the sunlight I got up and went to the bathroom.
After taking a long hot shower I brushed my teeth and put my hair into a bun. Then I walked over to the closet with a towel wrapped around my body and looked through my clothes. Deciding to wear a pair of blue jeans and a white loose blouse I slipped them on and walked out of my room.
I heard a few voices coming from the kitchen. One voice was awfully familiar. Running into the kitchen I saw Matteo, Cristian and Amy. Oh my god, Amy!!! Matteo stared at me and observed every move I made. First I ran over to Amy and hugged her tightly for a few minutes. Then I went over to Cristian and hugged him too. Matteo knit his eyebrows.
"Amy! I missed you so much what are you doing here?", I asked her enthusiastically.
"I saw those two walking around in the hotel and asked them where you are. They were nice enough to take me with them here. The past week I always saw Cristian and we talked a bit but he never knew where you were. I'm lucky I finally caught them both."
I looked at Cristian confused and he knew I was asking him why Matteo allowed her to come up. He just shrugged with his shoulders.
"It's nice seeing you again. We have a lot to catch up on. Girly stuff so we will be in my room.", I said addressing Matteo. He can't make a scene in front of her.
"There is no need to go away. Me and Cristian would be delighted to get an insight of the female brain.", he said staring right into my eyes. Coldness took over his face again.
"Oh, Ok. If you want that. In that case I can direct my question to Amy and Cristian. Since you've been seeing each other a lot were you already on a date? Obviously you two have a connection because both of you blush when looking at each other.", I said receiving a death stare from Amy.
She and Cristian quickly looked down and both of them were blushing. Aww aren't they cute?
"And there was no need to embarrass them.", Matteo said still staring at me.
"That's the girly thing I was talking about. Since you insisted on us staying here it was your fault.", I said looking at him blankly.
"I should have been more cautious you're right. Knowing that you can't control your mouth I should have let you go to your room."
"I can very well control each and every single word that comes out of my mouth and I say what I do with intentions.", I told him.
"With the intention of being disrespectful?", he asked me.
I just stood there glaring at him. The nerve he has to tell me I'm disrespectful. So is he. And I just want to give Amy and Cristian a push. They need it. Looking at them I can see they are seriously interested in one another. Who knows maybe the will end up together and spend the rest of their life with each other.
"Emily is right. I do want to go on a date with you. Would you like that too? You don't have to. If you say no that's completely ok. Well not ok because I won't be happy but if that makes you happy I guess that's ok.", Cristian said while looking anxious waiting for Amy to reply.
"I would love to go on a date with you, Cristian.", she said with a blush on her face.
"How about I take you out right now? Of course just when you're free. We could also go some other time if you don't want to go now. Maybe tomorrow. Or next week." Aww he is so nervous.
"Lets go right now.", Amy told him.
They both said goodbye to Matteo and me and left the penthouse suite.
I turned around to look at Matteo with a smile on my face."See, I am the best matchmaker that exists. They needed the push even if they were embarrassed for a second."
"Since you stated it was my flaut that you said those things they are going out thanks to me and not to you. So, I'm the best matchmaker that exists.", he said.
"No that's not what I meant. You can't just-"
"Pack your things we will stay somewhere else for a few days or weeks.", Matteo interrupted me rudely again.
"Excuse me, what?! Why and where?"
"Why is none of your concerns and where would be Italy. We're staying with my parents."
Then he walked away and I ran into my room to start packing everything I own. Arguing with him wouldn't change anything. I have to accept the fact that he is controlling my life right now. Besides, he would have probably pushed me in a suitcase and would have taken me with him like that.
After an hour he knocked on my door to tell me that we have to leave know. I was confused why we had to go all of the sudden and even asked him why but he didn't answer.
We entered the elevator that went down and opened its doors to the lobby of the hotel. Walking through the front door we got to his car. He threw our luggage into the trunk of his car. As soon as we sat down on the seats he drove off.
The ride to the airport was quiet. He gripped the steering wheel tightly and seemed to be tense. I forgot to tell him that I'm afraid of flying. Now it's too late.
We drove straight to a landing field and the car stopped in front of a private jet. Matteo got out of the car and took our suitcases out of the trunk. He walked towards the stairs that are leading into the plane and turned around waiting for me. I took my time to get out of the car and walk over to him.
In front of the stairs I stopped. I looked up with fright. The only time I have ever been on a flight was when I came to New York. That time I took a lot of sleeping pills and was already asleep when the plane took off.
Matteo must have sensed my fear. He gave our luggage to a stewardess and walked over to me.
"Nothing will happen. Trust me.", was all he said. Then he took my hand in his and guided me up the stairs inside the jet.
As soon as we entered my jaw hit the floor. The interior design was black and white. Everything looked expensive and to be honest I am impressed. I have never seen the inside of a private jet.
Matteo looked down at me with an unreadable expression. With my hand still in his he walked over to two seats. Then He sat down on the window seat pulling me down to the aisle seat. After that he took out his laptop and answered some emails.
A few minutes later the pilot said that we were ready for takeoff. I started to panic and my hands began to shake. Matteo took one of my hands again and stared deep into my eyes.
Leaning down to me he whispered in my ear "Trust me." I nodded and closed my eyes resting my head on his shoulder. His muscles tensed for a second before he began to relax. When the plane started moving my hold on his hand tightened. I expected him to pull away but instead he caressed my hand with his thumb.
He can actually be nice and understanding. I smiled to myself. And soon we were in the air. Neither of us moved away. We remained in the same position and I fell asleep a couple of minutes later.
Suddenly a violent shake tore me out of my sleep. My eyes shot open and I saw the plane and everything inside it shake.
.........
Will Emily and Matteo land safely? Or will the jet crash?
Even the coldest emotionless people have good qualities inside them. Sometimes we judge each other too fast. We don't give the other person the chance to show their true self. Remember: You never know what someone has been through or has been treated by others. Putting up a cold facade could be their way to protect themselves from getting hurt again.
Be kind to one another and don't forget..the only thing we all need is love🖤