Friends Or More

Alessandro POV

"This is the 5th week you're gonna go out with her bro! Tell me why you haven't made her yours yet?!" Ace shouts from my living room as I rolled my eyes.

"First off, I'm not gonna disrespect her relationship. Second off, why the fuck are you so worried about what I'm doing. Why don't you get your lazy ass off my couch and go find your own place to live and find a job while you're at it" I snap back while smacking the back of his head making him groan.

"I do have a job, dumbass. You do realize the company dad passed down to you obviously wasn't just put under your name, right?" He retorts back making me scoff.

"You mean the company that I've been working my ass off at since we were kids to make mine. The one you haven't even stepped foot in since the first time dad showed it to us when we were kids" I argue back as he rolls his eyes while slumping back onto my couch.

"Whatever, I can still work there" he mutters as I laugh at his irritated expression.

"And when you decide to do that for the first time, give me a call and I'll try to see if the position of being my work bitch is open" I reply with a wink as he glares back before I left my penthouse apartment.

"Good afternoon Mr.Anderson" The bellhop man says as I walk out of the elevator with a nod.

Making my way to one of my cars in the underground parking lot, I gave the address of Jezzabelle's work to my driver as he quickly nods and starts to drive while I make sure to text her I was on my way.

Ever since our talking out lunch date, we have been going out on our lunches together for the past few weeks. It's been a little over a month already and although I respect her relationship, I can't say the past 5 weeks haven't increased my feelings for her ten times more than before.

Everything from the way she talked, the way she laughed, smile, and even ate made my heart swell. My heart has never beat any other woman more than the one that has been eating lunch with me for the past 5 weeks. I was never a romantic person that could fall in love in a flash, but this woman was making me feel things for her that I have never felt before.

The only thing I hated about my feelings for her, was the fact that I couldn't act out on them. She was starting to open up to me every single day and every time I dropped her back off at the end of our half our lunches, I felt a deep sadness within myself. It was like my body was filled with happiness every time I was with her but the moment my driver pulled up in front of her work building, my body was consumed with sadness.

Knowing the one source of my happiness was going home with someone else, that did nothing to appreciate and worship her the way I could, my body would shut down and go back to the dark empty feelings I always had when I would just work myself to the limit and go home alone. But instead of going home alone now, I go home to the annoying sound of my stupid twin brother who nags me for not making her mine.

I wasn't gonna take her away from the man she chose to be engaged to. To my knowledge she's been with the man since high school and she's loved him more than any other man she's known her whole life. She told me he was her first for everything and he was the only man she's grown to realize she'd want to grow old with.

I can tell by the look on her face when she talked about him, she was madly in love with him. And as much as I hated that she was in love with that asshole, I couldn't do anything about it. She didn't belong to me.

"Good afternoon Mister Anderson" The woman at the front desk says looking at me with her regular flirty smile.

"Is Misses Rose on her way down?" I ask looking down at me phone, seeing she hasn't read my text yet.

"She's not here today" The woman replies while leaning over the counter and shoving her chest out towards me as I raised a brow.

"What do you mean she's not here?" I ask trying to figure out what was wrong.

"She's not here, she called out today. But I'm almost of-" before the woman could finish her sentence, I walked out of the building with an irritated scowl on my face.

Why would she call out of work today? She didn't say anything to me yesterday when we were at lunch. She was happy as she always was when we were eating yesterday. I need to see her.

"Johnathon"

"Yes Mr.Anderson"

"Find the location of Miss Rose and her fiancés mansion and send it to my driver"

"Right away sir"

Hanging up, I got back into my car and watched as my drivers gps blinked with the text message of the location my top hacker in my company has already found in seconds. Of course, I always have the best people when it comes to my company. Especially if they are getting paid large amounts of my money, I expect them to be the best when it comes to my money and company.

As soon as we arrived to the mansion, I was honestly appalled at how small it was compared to mine. I don't really give a fuck when it comes to money but looking at this child like version of the mansion I own outside of the city, I honestly felt bad that Jezzabelle had to put up with this low cost of a man that brags about how much he costs at work. This so called mansion looked like it barely had 5 bedrooms and even with 5 bedrooms, that was the same amount my small penthouse had. And it's a penthouse apartment.

"Yes?" The elderly woman at the front door asks after opening the door when I knocked.

"Is Miss Rose home?" I reply as she raised a brow.

"And who would like to know?" She retorts back with a hand on her hip before a familiar voice behind her called out.

"Blanche who's at the door?!" As soon as she finished calling out for her maid, she walked down the stairs and stopped in surprise at me standing in front of her front door.

"This man was asking if you were home, do I send him away, Miss Rose?"

Blanche asks cautiously eyeing me up and down as Jezzabelle studied my face before shaking her head and continuing to walk down the rest of the stairs.

"No it's fine, you can continue your cleaning. I'll handle this" She answers back as her maid eyed me suspiciously once more before walking off.

"Im not surprised you were going to show up. You rich CEO's are very persistent, I see" Jezzabelle says gesturing me to walk in before closing the door as I smiled at her words.

"The lady at your work said you called off. I thought something bad happened to you" I assured her as she slowly walks to the kitchen making me notice the clothes she was wearing.

It's already past 12 in the afternoon and she was still wearing a night gown and fuzzy bunny house slippers. Not only that, but it was the first time that I've seen her with a messy bun and not a drop of make up on her beautiful face.

And I was definitely not complaining considering she looked way more beautiful being barefaced and comfortable looking right now instead of how she was seen in a pound of make up and expensive brand clothes she usually had on the cover of all the magazines she was on.

Of course she's beautiful either way but just seeing how naturally calm and collected she was right now in her own home, made me think of how this whole beautiful sight in front of me now could be inside of my mansion. Just imagining myself wake up to her like this was making my heart face.

"Sorry for concerning you Mister A. I just couldn't go in today after what happened this morning between me and Brad"

She groans while sitting down on the couch in her living room as I sat beside her trying to hide how disgusted I was at the mention of his name.

"What did he do this time?" I ask for what seems like the hundredth time.

Of course, when it came to her being emotional every time we talked about our day or feelings, she always brought him up. Because at the end of the day, that ass hat always had to find a way to fuck something up in their relationship.

"Our anniversary is today and when I woke up this morning, he wasn't even in bed. He left a note on our nightstand saying he was gonna be on a business trip for a week" She replies while trying to hide the fact that her eyes were watery and her hands were shaking while she was drinking her tea.

"It's gonna be okay" I say pulling her into my arms after she placed her tea cup on the table in front of us.

"He didn't even know what day it was. I kept texting him this morning and all I got back was, I'll be back next week. Have a great day at work" She murmurs while trying to wipe away her tears as I gently rub her back while holding her small shaking body in my arms.

I knew if I said what was in my mind right now, about how I felt about the stupid excuse of a man making her cry right now, I would only be making the whole thing worse. So instead, I stayed quiet while letting her cry her eyes out in my arms. I tried my best to make her feel better by soothing her back and letting her cry on my now wet suit and tie.

"I'm sorry about your clothes" She whispers after a few moments of silence making me laugh.

"I have a bunch of these plus different color versions of it. You don't have anything to apologize about, rose" I reply as she sniffles while looking up at me with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry for making you worry. You shouldn't have come all the way over here just to listen to me cry over my jerk of a fiancé standing me up on our anniversary" She says while wiping her eyes now before I lifted her head up by cupping the side of her cheek.

"I'm willing to drive hundreds of miles just to get to see you. And your fiancé really must be an asshole for leaving such an amazing woman like yourself on a day that he should be cherishing even getting the chance of being with someone like you" I answer back making her stare up at me in silence.

With my other arm around her back, I noticed her body tense up at both my words and my hand against her cheek right now. Her nervous eyes kept glancing between my lips and my body. She looked as if she was thinking hard on something in her mind. Looking as if she was contemplating whether to do something or not.

And before I could realize what she was thinking about doing, she leaned up with both her hands on my face to pull me into a passionate kiss. Without having to think twice, I deepened the kiss by wrapping both my arms around her petite body and lifting her into my arms. She was now straddling me while we were both stuck in a tranced make out session.

I was surprised at her sudden kiss but I wasn't going to hold back on showing her how much I have been dying to kiss her ever since the first time I laid eyes on her. And when we kissed at my night club 6 weeks ago, I was even more determined to have more than just a taste of her delicious lips.

"Miss Rose!" A voice shouts making us both pull away in shock.

Jezzabelle being her quick witted self, she stood up in a flash while fixing her hair and clothes before her maid walked into the living room.

"I was just here to tell you that my shift is over and I will see you tomorrow morning" She announces with a smile as Jezzabelle nods back before we watched her walk out of the front door with her coat and purse.

Silence filled the room once again as we both were to busy trying to figure out how to get rid of the awkward tension. It was one thing to share a heated kiss while she was intoxicated and wasn't thinking straight, but now that we just fully made out without any alcohol involved.

It was clear as day that Jezzabelle was finally realizing there was more to our friendship than she had fought against to believe the first time since we kissed at my night club. And by the confused look on her face right now, she knew this time she couldn't blame it on alcohol.

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