Chapter 23 XXIII
ALESSANDRO'S POV.
Throughout the plane ride to France, there was been some bad blood between Rowan and I. Neither of us said a word to each other. The slight tension at the car after I raised my voice at Rowan kept us from speaking to each other even though we sat right next to each other.
I knew it was my fault, and I had to apologise, but my pride was keeping me from doing so.
I knew Rowan was annoyed at me, and I understood his reason. I was out of line with my words and actions, but I couldn't help it. It irritated me to see Rowan and my sister being all lovey dovey with each other.
By now, I've already come to the conclusion that I am insanely attracted to my twin sister's boyfriend.
At first, I hated him. I thought he was just like Grandpa. Cruel, selfish, and self-centered. But after getting to know him, I realized he was actually sweet and cute.
I remembered how he told me about his gratitude towards Grandpa. It made me realize that he was a good person. He only wants to repay everything my grandpa did for him. It's actually admirable.
Everything about Rowan Brooks fascinated me. I am usually a playboy and proudly gay, and I've had my fair share of men, but I've never met a guy like Rowan Brooks.
He was honest, cute, handsome, and he easily got nervous. Whenever he got flustered by my teasing, I found my heart tingling and a warm smile taking over my lips. It's hard for me to tell if he also had feelings for me, but I am very sure that I have strong feelings for Rowan.
Just being beside him made me happy. When he smiled, I always felt fluttering in my chest and stomach, which is strange.
I've never felt this way about anyone. I wanted Rowan at all cost. I know it's wrong because he's dating Alessandra, but I just can't help myself.
The only reason I accepted Grandpa's deal to train under Rowan was because I already had an interest in him from the very beginning.
Everything about Rowan Brooks amuses me. My world feels brighter whenever he was with me. He made me feel like I was in cloud nine, and those feelings are dangerous, but I can't let it go.
Now, though, I think I've really annoyed Rowan by letting my anger and jealousy get the best of me. For him, I am willing to let go of my pride and apologize.
When we got to the front desk, Rowan talked to the receptionist in perfect French, which left me surprised. I had no idea Rowan spoke other languages. His beautiful accent sent a shock wave straight to my dick, and it was a struggle to calm myself down.
These feelings I've grown for Rowan are dangerous and would only bring problems to me. But I just can't help myself.
After Rowan was done talking to the receptionist, he turned around and stared at me, but the moment our eyes met, he looked away from me. It made my heart clench because I could tell he was still mad at me. Knowing that alone disturbed my heart. I had no idea how to make it up to him.
"We have different rooms close to each other." He informed, stretching out the key to me, but kept his eyes from looking at me. My fist clenched beside me. I hated that he didn't look at me when he spoke.
I was tempted to tilt his chin to connect his eyes with mine, but I decided against it. He's mad at me now, and it would be wrong to make things more complicated.
I sighed and took the key from him. I didn't like that he got us different rooms, but who was I to complain? We are not friends, and we are definitely not dating. Moreover, I royally fucked up when I yelled at him in the car.
Without waiting for a word of thanks from me, Rowan dragged his bag towards the elevator, ignoring me completely.
I really messed up this time, didn't I?
Back in my room, I was restless. Rowan was mad at me, and it made me anxious. What will I do to make it up to him? How can I get on his good side again?
It wasn’t my intention to get so mad, but I couldn't handle my jealousy. How do I apologize to him and make him understand without exposing my feelings?
I sighed tiredly. All these questions were threatening to drive me insane. I hated the awkwardness between us, and if I wanted it gone, I had to do something about it.
Slowly, I left my flashy room and stood in front of Rowan's room. I raised my fist to knock on the door but hesitated.
What am I even going to say?
Maybe I can take him out to dinner or take him drinking.
Before I would change my mind, I knocked on the door. I waited for Rowan to open the door. My heart pounded rapidly in my chest. Why the hell am I so nervous?
After a minute, Rowan opened the door. His brows shot up in surprise when he saw that it was me.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight of Rowan. For the first time ever, Rowan was dressed casually. It was my first time seeing him in such a casual outfit. He was wearing a plain white shirt and grey sweatpants.
He no longer looked formal and professional. He actually looks like a normal person, and God, he looks so good.
"Do you...need something?" Rowan asked, drawing me out of my thoughts. He sounded genuinely curious, but I was finding it hard to concentrate because he looked really good in a casual outfit. I could almost sweep him off his feet and connect our lips.
God knows I have been dying to taste those pinkish lips for a long time now.
Realising his question, I snapped out of my daydreaming and replied. "Uh, I'm sorry for disturbing your time. But I just wanted to know if y-you would like to have dinner with me.
Rowan tilted his head with a frown. "This is your first time in France. How are you going to know your way around?"
"That's actually a good question." I agreed, "but we are not going out. We can have dinner right here in the hotel restaurant."
He thought about it for a second, and I waited anxiously for his reply even though I tried to hide it.
To my disappointment, he sighed and said. "Maybe some other time. I am actually working now, Alessandro."
He made to shut the door, but I quickly grabbed his wrist. "Hold on a sec Rowan." He stopped and stared at my hand around his wrist wide-eyed, but I made no move to let go. "I know you're mad at me for how I snapped at you in the car, and I know it's my fault." I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, keeping my hand firmly locked around his wrist so he won't run away. I'm so not used to apologising, but I have to. "Im sorry about that, Rowan. I was just angry and allowed my anger to get the best of me."
He looks more confused. "But, why were you angry? I don't remember being the cause."
He was the cause. But I'm not going to tell him that. It would only expose my feelings for him. "I'm sorry, Rowan. I know it's your fault, and it's stupid of me to take it out on you." I gripped his wrist harder. "Please let me make it up to you. Let me take you out for dinner to show you how truly sorry I am."
He remained silent, and I walked for him to say something, anything that would show he's no longer mad at me.
Finally, he spoke, "Fine, I'll go with you. Let me change."
I tried to stop a huge grin from slipping onto my lips, but it still came out anyway. "Does that mean you're no longer mad at me?"
He looked straight at me for a second, and my heart pounded in my ears just by having those gorgeous brown eyes on me. God, the things Rowan does to me without even trying is overwhelming!
He shook his head. "No, I'm not mad at you anymore. Let me get change." He tugged at his wrist, and only then did I realize that I have been holding unto it.
"Oh, sorry," I apologized, blushing a little. He smiled gently and closed the door.
"Yes!" I screamed in happiness, pumping my fist in the air.
I don't know why I'm so happy right now, but Rowan Brooks has a way of making me look like a complete moron.
These feelings keep growing every single day, and I have no idea what to do about it.
Either way, I am going to enjoy all these blissful moments with Rowan Brooks for as long as it lasts.