Chapter 280: Stalker
Stella’s earlier flushed face morphed into one of unguarded fury, brought about by her dissatisfaction from being teased. Her eyes took on a fiery flame that had come upon her almost against her will, and so, to guard herself from reacting based on, she pushed herself toward the edge of the bed.
"Where do you think you’re going?" He beckoned, seizing her arm in a firm grip and yanking her back to him.
"Let—me go, you—" she protested, bracing her limbs to flail if the need arose. But just when she was about to proceed, he cupped her face with both hands, forcing her gaze to lock with his, strangely in-depth with emotions she did not want to believe existed within him.
His brown orbs glistened with something that even a fool would recognize, a fondness that could not be denied. One that had taken root almost naturally in his depths, as if they belonged there. And for what felt like an eternity, she felt as though she was in the arms of her soulmate.
"Stella," he whispered, slipping his fingers into her locks and cupping her head once again. Her eyes fluttered shut against her will, and with a gentle nudge, he began to ease her face toward his. However, the moment was abruptly interrupted when their attention was roused by a distinct growling sound. Stella, knowing the origin of the sound, flushed bright red with embarrassment as she turned her face away from Matteo’s, wide-eyed.
"Was that," he started, amusement evidently filling his tone.
"Don’t—say it," she warned timidly.
"Oh, Ms. Rossi," Matteo moaned with a light chuckle, pulling her face close and planting a wet peck on her cheek. "We should grab something to eat."
"I think that’s a good idea." Stella admitted, pushing against his chest as she got on her feet. She let the duvet fall off her form as her embarrassment over what had just happened, took over a major part of her mind.