Caveman I
Camila's POV
I've never been so terrified yet intrigued by a person, until I met Yuna.
Which is why I had spent the morning following her around like an annoying shadow, as she walked around spitting orders that sounded a lot like insults at all the workers who were setting up.
Yuna was truly a force to be reckoned with. In a matter of minutes she had the hired staff and even some of the men scurrying around doing things for tonight's party. She was way too domineering and authoritative to only put her talents to use as Alejandro's event planner, but I guess it was her calling.
But it also meant that I spent a good two hours following her around like a lost puppy trying to gather up every little intimidation tactic I could, so I could use it for myself.
She was my new role model.
But it seemed as though the feeling of adoration was not mutual seeing as she grew sick of my hovering and told me that if I didn't leave her alone she would treat me as one of her workers. That got me out of there in an instant.
It's not that I was lazy. I just didn't do work. I mean, I never had to so why start now?
Besides I had a lunch to attend. Granted I wasn't trilled at the idea of sitting in a room with Greta's family but it was for Alejandro. And as much as I hated to admit it, I cared for him enough to do this.
I had briefly wondered why I wasn't informed of today's lunch and evening party sooner, but I couldn't be bothered to care for I was too preoccupied mentally preparing for the disaster that was Arnold and Greta in the same room.
To simply put it, Greta was an extension of her father. So if Greta was bad, Arnold was atrocious. The only rational people in that family were Jacob and possibly Alex- who was sent off to boarding school.
But I had to suck it up and put on a welcoming face for Alejandro's sake. Today was apparently a big day for him, the lunch was to help convince Arnold that Greta and Alejandro were in love and the party tonight, well, that I didn't know much about but I assumed it was important.
Luckily I was able to get my hands on a dress for tonight. My one of a kind vintage Versace dress had come in last night and although I had yet to see it, I knew it was going to be absolutely gorgeous.
Smiling to myself, I make my way down the hall in search for Alejandro. It was nearly time for our lunch and I knew Arnold would be arriving soon. Fortunately I didn't have to search long because the second I heard yelling, I knew he was near.
Turning into the formal living room, I catch glimpse of Alejandro seated on the end of the couch, spitting Italian curses into his phone. His jaw is tight and his posture is rigid as he sits up. I can't tell if it's due to how angry he is or simply because of his injury, but I move forward, blocking out his colourful choice of language to check on him.
My heeled sandals click against the tiled floors as he abruptly ends his call with a low growl. His angry eyes snap in my direction but upon realizing it's me they calm down for a moment and his eyes natural trail my outfit.
I was dressed in a white mini dress and a pair of heeled sandals. It was a simple outfit, fit for today's lunch.
I send Alejandro a small smile despite my feelings from yesterday. I needed to stop letting him have such an effect on me. I was over it and needed to accept the fact that Alejandro just wasn't going to be what I wanted.
I needed to realize that any man -including Alejandro- was lucky to have someone like me and if he wasn't going to appreciate that, then it was his loss.
I open my mouth as I walk closer to ask him how he's feeling, but before I can say anything we're both interrupted by a loud screech.
"Happy birthday, baby!"
And then Greta launches herself into Alejandro's lap, jumping on him as she places kisses all around his face, leaving him to fall back onto the couch with a thud.
Before my face can even cringe at how painful that must be for Alejandro, I blink trying to process everything.
Greta's kissing Alejandeo.
It's Alejandro's birthday?
That bitch just burst my fucking eardrums.
Alejandro pushes her off of him and I catch him grit his teeth, no doubtedly getting the wind knocked out of him from that move.
Sadly Greta lands on the space of the couch next to him and braces herself before she can hit the floor. "Cazzo, don't do that again. You fucking burst my eardrum." He snaps as he stands up and even though he doesn't show it, I can tell that must have hurt his injured torso.
I step forward my brows scrunched in concern towards Alejandro. I move forward towards him but I pause when Greta smiles at me. Nothing good comes out of a smile like that.
And it's confirmed when her smile turns into a small pout. "Don't tell me you made him a homemade DIY card where you dot your i's with hearts?" She mocks.
I narrow my eyes at her ability to always be so unpleasant, before I smile back at her, "No, but I did find a box of crayons in the back room if you wanted to get started on one?"
She scoff. "And why would I want that?" She laughs like I'm ridiculous.
"Because your handiwork could use some improvements." I say, motioning to her face where she clearly lacked the ability to properly do her eye makeup.
She narrows her eyes at me but I walk past her and right to Alejandro.
"Happy birthday." I smile softly before moving up to place a peck on his cheek. The scent of his aftershave and cologne hit my senses and it makes my insides feel all nice. "How are you feeling?" I whisper discreetly in his ear, and the smooth skin of his jaw against my cheek tells me he shaved this morning.
He places a hand on the small of my back as he turns his head to place a soft kiss on my cheek. "I'm good, Principessa." He murmurs against the skin of my cheek. Before he can say anything else I turn around at the sound of voices to see Arnold and Jacob walk into the room.
I feel Alejandro's hand that's on the small of my back move to the side of my waist as he steps closer to me from behind, before he places one last kiss on the shell of my ear. "Comportati per me oggi." He murmurs, giving my waist a firm squeeeze before moving around me to go and greet Jacob and Arnold. (Behave for me today.)
I swallow thickly at the sudden move, the feeling of his deep low voice hitting my ear has shivers running down my spine, but I shake it off and focus my attention to Jacob whose eyes instantly meet mine.
He's dressed in a light blue collared shirt, unlike Alejandro who's in a pair of slacks and black dress shirt. Yet both of them are still relatively casually dressed.
Jacob sends me a smile and I make a move to walk forward towards him, passing Greta who accidentally tips her heel forward. The move doesn't go unnoticed but it is too late for me to stop myself from tripping forward, knocking myself right into Jacob before I fall to the floor with a thud and shriek of surprise.
Luckily before I can even flush from embarrassment, strong arms are lifting me off the ground, but instead of setting me down Jacob stands continuing to carry me bridal style while I try to blink my shock away.
Did she seriously just trip me?
"Falling for me already, sweetheart?" He smiles down at me and I'm still reeling from the effects of my fall to respond. I hear a laugh from next to us and I turn my head to see Arnold and Alejandro standing there.
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