You were at the house of your enemy because you needed to do a partner project. Braydon, your enemy, always had this thing where he would call you all kind of pet names like baby, princess, love but he also used Italian pet names due to the fact he is in fact an Italian.

“You know, I kind of wonder… why don’t you call me by my name?” You asked while writing down some notes.

“Simply because I want to wait until my last name comes after your first name. Till then you have to keep up with me calling you that mia amore.” He chuckled, his deep voice going echos through his massive room.

“As if that would ever happen.” You rolled your eyes but you couldn’t help but slightly blush tho. “It was smooth though.”

“Thank you m’lady, only the truth for you.” He took your hand and casually kissed it before starting to hold and caress it with his one hand and continuing to do his work.

“Can you let go of my hand Braydon? I can’t work.” You said.

“Nope, not in a million years.” He playfully grins and kisses your hand again. “you’re so gorgeous princess.” He mumbled under his breath while admiring you.