Viscious

Angelo's POV

The blackness formed the cloud while the thick rain covered the view in front of my eyes. I don't want to stop as my latest Lamborghini Centenario gave me a peaceful ride on the London roads.

I'm not a big fan of rains nor do I hate them. It just depends on my mood. Currently, I have a foul mood because of the bi**h Ellen Mason. I know she's not that lovey-dovey girl, but acted like one. I just hate clingy girls. The last night make-out session with her was awful.

One night stands were just to satisfy the physical needs but not for love, marriage and I'm not interested to get married either. For three nights, she acted like my girlfriend. Well, no worries, next time I will cut that crab out of my life.

If a guy is a Casanova or hates relationship then he must have a bad past. I don't understand this scenario and I don't belong to that category. I'm a happy rich spoil brat where day times busy in my Cox groups of business and nights with hot chicks. These relationships and...

My phone rang...

Damn! I softly banged the steering wheel with my right hand. I hate this guy John, my personal bodyguard. He's perfect with his job, but I need space sometimes which I get less because of him. I don't know what granny told him before she died but he sticks to me even though I torture him.

The morning, I diverted the security team and came for this long drive which I really needed at this moment. After the two hours on a long drive, I felt free and happy. The rain is decreasing and even my mood is getting better. I turned back to my mansion. The drive back to the home was smooth and the weather is pleasant to handle.

'Fu*k! The girl at the bus stop looking damn hot.'

I slowed down to observe her. She wore a white frock which was below her knees with perfect breast size - not too small nor big- but simply perfect. A beautiful perfect petite figure with 5.1" height and her long dark hair waved in the air. She looked like a lost Angel with an innocent face. She is asking for a lift and checked her watch every now and then.

I smirked and stopped in front of her, and opened the right side window. "Sir, can you please give me a lift to the Bishops Avenue?" She asked with her shrill voice. She bent down and kept her right hand near her chest.

Damn, I missed the chance to have a view of her cleavage.

She is looking cute, innocent, sexy and her shrill voice, uff, I want to hear her moaning my name when she is warming my bed.

I smiled and signaled for her to get in. She heaved a relieved sigh then ran into the car, keeping her right palm up above her head. Awkwardly, she adjusted herself and took off her hair click.

She smells like jasmine, her long natural eyelashes moved with perfection. Her nose and cheeks were pink, maybe due to weather but she is looking damn hot. Fu*k those heart-shaped pink lips are luscious and were inviting me to have the feast. Her chest is weaving up and down softly. Her long dark chocolate hair is wet and the water droplets falling on my right hand.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir, " she said hurriedly, making a cute face.

I chuckled, "it's okay Miss..." I said and trailed off looking at her honey orbs.

She observed me then adjusted her hair with her fingers. "Umm... Rose Davis, " her eyes shivered.

Rose, such a beautiful and apt name to her. She looks as stunning as a pink rose and I like the way she got affected by me.

I smirked and extended my right hand for the handshake. "Wow, such a wonderful name. Hi, I'm Angelo, " I said in my own style.

I usually don't say my full name as girls cringe at me. She extended her left hand. Hey, she is a leftie, so we shared a firm handshake. "Thank you, " she said with a smile, left my hand and adjusted her hair.

"Your name is apt to your helping nature, " she said.

'Helping nature huh? Well, to your satisfaction let it be, babe.'

Her skin is soft and smooth. I just want to run my fingers all over her soft spots.

I started the car, "so where do you want to go, Ms. Rose?" I asked in my flirtatious tone with the famous smirk.

"38, the Bishops Avenue, " she said looking at the stereo with awe expression.