The An Italian's Virgin Escort Series story is currently published to Book 1
Sienna Point of View
"Sienna, you need to come here fast, as our CEO is on his way here." I received a call from my team head making me run through the crowded footpaths of New York City.
I hurried towards the road waited for walk signal to cross the road. I should be in the office by now and it takes ten minutes-walk from here.
Wish CEO Sir doesn't arrive so quickly.
Just as I saw the walk signal on traffic lights, I started crossing road but stopped suddenly looking at a shiny luxurious SUV standing there in traffic.
I walked towards the car and knocked at the driver window. He rolled down the black-tinted window and narrowed his eyes towards me eyeing me up and down.
"You need to off the engine while in traffic or the car is at a stop sir. We cannot deprive our future generations with gas/petrol/diesel right? Please do off the engine next time sir. It also prevents some of the pollution too." I said in a small tone not wanting to offend him or the owner who is sitting at the backseat.
I leaned back after telling him what I wanted to and looked half open window of the backseat of the car. I went towards the owner to tell my apologies for wasting their time, when I saw those eyes.
Those deep sea blue eyes which are like crystals shining at every flicker of light! He might be in his late twenties I assume looking at his young, clear eyes narrowed towards me with rage.
I know that look and I learned few of them all these four years from the place I'm currently staying.
When someone, who thinks they are as mighty as God, gives that look it means he is not a fan of taking good advices from people who they think are nothing but beggars before them.
I bowed my head in fear and scurried away before I let him hurt me.
I think I have nature-o-mania
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