Anamika- The broken beauty

Chapter 18 - Date !



Chapter 18 - Date !

Authors pov

It was 6 in the evening when Anamika got Massimo's gift and a message saying that ...

"Wear it tonight, we are going on a date... I'll pick you up at 8pm.."

It was a big black coloured box with a red ribbon on it. She opened the box and it was a long beautiful

black coloured gown.

She showered and started getting ready. She was looking beautiful in that long black gown with nude

makeup and her straightened hair. She completed her look with some matching high heels and was

ready to go.

She was ready but her heart was racing like it was in a marathon. It was her first date with someone,

she has never been on a date before. Anamika didn't even attended business parties, it was Mr. Scott

who did that on her behalf. She was nervous and the cherry on the top was that it was with the devil.

Suddenly her door bell rang and she panicked.

"It must be him, god please help me...."

She said nervously.

She took a deep breath to compose herself and opened the door.

There he was standing in all his regal glory looking like a handsome devil in his black suite.

He was looking at her with adoration.

"You are looking ravishing baby... So fucking gorgeous..."

He said huskily near her ear and pecked her lips slowly. She thanked him with a smile and he handed

her a bouquet of red roses.

"This is for you.."

He said and she took the bouquet from him.

"It's so beautiful... thank you... They're my favourite..."

She said admiring the flowers and gave him a smile.

"I know..."

He said smirking and she looked at him confused and asked.

"How..?"

"It was easy to guess... You have tattoo of red roses on your hand..."

He chuckled.

"Ohh... I see.."

She blushed.

He offered her his hand to take and they walked towards his car, he opened the door for her and

quickly went around and sat on the driver seat.

Their bodyguards were following them in other car.

He took her to a fancy restaurant...

It didn't go unnoticed by him that many men were looking at her lustfully, his grip on her waist tightened.

He pulled her close to him and mentally made a note on how to kill them painfully later.

He lead them towards their table and it looked beautiful with all the decoration of candles and flowers. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He pulled out the chair for her and gestured her to sit down.

They were looking like a perfect beautiful couple, many people were staring at them with awe and

jealousy.

Anamika looked at him and he was already looking at her with intense gaze. She cleared her throat

awkwardly and tried to avoid him by looking at the menu. She ordered her favourite dish and he did the

same.

"You like spicy food..."

He asked when he heard what she ordered.

"Yes, I love spicy food. What about you ?..."

She asked and he shook his head.

"I am fine with anything..."

He replied and she nodded.

"So, you are self made... It's impressive, how did you start?.."

He asked her casually, he wanted to talk to her to know more about her.

She looked at him and answered normally...

"When I was 21 brother chang helped me financially to buy a small hotel and it was doing great, then I

started to invest in different projects. I never thought it would turn out this good but it did, then I started

to expand it... I am lucky that I got success in such less time..."

She didn't mention that it was because of stoneheart's success too, she got everything from her

paintings.

He nodded impressed.

"You have talent that's Why... not because of luck... Who is brother chang by the way?"

"He is my foster brother, he is a doctor in new York. He helped me a lot during my difficult time... He is

married now and they are my only family..."

She answered casually.

"I see, foster brother... And what about your real fam____"

Before he could complete his sentence she said hurriedly.

"Massimo I don't want to talk about them... can we drop that subject, I am not comfortable... Please

don't mind..."

She said looking down and he realised that something is wrong with her real family and he has to find

out what.

But he dropped the topic for today, he didn't wanted to spoil their first date.

"How many women have you dated before..."

She asked him changing the topic and breaking the awkward silence.

He smirked.

"Are you curious, babygirl?.."

She playfully rolled her eyes and said...

"No, I was just asking, you know casually... nothing else..."

"I have never dated anyone before, you are the first one... Yes I have slept with many but never did

these kind of things, dates and all... And one more thing don't roll your eyes at me unless you want me

to spank your little ass red... Understood babygirl..."

He said evilly and she blushed crimson red making him chuckle.

"If you have never dated before then why are you doing it with me?... "

She asked confused while clearing her throat awkwardly, her face was still red from whatever he said

before.

"I don't know that either but I want to know you more... You're different from other women I have seen

or dealt with... I am curious about you.."

He said genuinely.

She nodded and their food arrived.

They ate while talking and asked each other about their work, life, family. He told her everything except

him being the mafia king. He still had many things to find out about her so he decided to keep his real

identity hidden from her for now.

"Wine?..."

He asked her while pouring himself one.

"No I don't drink..."

She replied.

"You really don't drink or you just do that when I am near you..."

He asked narrowing his eyes at her.

"Both, actually..."

She chuckled.

"So, you don't trust me?..."

He asked offended.

"No I don't... Make me..."

She smirked and he chuckled.

They finished their food and left the restaurant after their dinner and he dropped her home. Anamika

got out of the car and before she could go inside he grabbed her arm and slammed her on the car, not

hard enough to hurt her but it was not gentle either.

He crashed his lips on her's and kissed her hungrily. His nails were digging in her waist slightly and his

grip on her hair tightened. She moaned in his rough kiss and he was getting hard by hearing her

moans. He tried to slide his hand under her dress but she quickly held his hand and stopped him.

"No, Massimo stop... I can't do it today..."

She said breaking their kiss and breathing heavily.

"What... Why not?..."

He gripped her chin in a tight hold and looked into her eyes questioningly. He thought she is denying

him again.

"A..actually... actually... I am on my periods..."

She said looking down and blushed.

His eyes softened and he kissed her forehead deeply. Caressing her cheeks he said...

"I am sorry, Baby..."

She smiled at him and nodded...

"Shit, fuck me... Go inside and take rest baby. I am going home, I think I need a cold shower..."

He said shaking his head in disappointment with a sulking face and she laughed at his expression. She

genuinely laughed today after so many years.

Anamika was looking so cute while laughing, her cute little dimples were on show, she was doing

something to his heart. He was looking at her in awe 'how can someone be so perfect' he thought...

He cleared his throat and she stopped laughing.

"What's so funny?..."

He asked narrowing his eyes.

"You look so cute with that expression... Like a kid who lost his favourite candy..."

She giggled.

"Excuse me, I am not cute. I am hot and sexy... You're lucky today, otherwise I would have made you

understand that..."

He said challenging her and she rolled her eyes.

He slammed her on the car and bit her neck giving her a hickey. A low whimper escaped from her

mouth.

"Just wait till you are done with your period... You're getting spanked for rolling your beautiful eyes at

me babygirl..."

Her eyes widened at his words and she gulped.

"N...no n...no, I was just____"

He cut her in between and placed his index finger on her soft lips...

"Shh... Save it..."

He said smirking and left, leaving her open mouthed gaping like a fish.


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