The Gangster And The Hacker

Chapter 32

Jasper's PoV

After I parked the car in the garage, Venere woke up on her own, yawning. "Let's just go, I wanna sleep." She mumbled and opened the door.

We entered the elevator and Mark placed his hand around her shoulder and she leaned on his shoulder. While here I was, standing right behind them, seeing their romance unfold.

I loudly cleared my throat and Mark finally looked at me, raising his right eyebrow.

"What?" He asked.

"That's what I should ask you." I pointed at his arm which was around Venere's shoulder. She looks cute and innocent... only while sleeping though. Or when she's sleepy. Otherwise she's a satana (satan).

"Jasper she would have our heads on the platter even before we could get our guns out, if there's a single scratch on her. You don't want her to create havoc early in the morning now, do you?" Mark replied and with a smirk he continued, "Is your jealousy now satisfied?" I rolled my eyes at that.

"Please, I thought you are developing sentimenti (feelings) for her. The whole crew would be appalled, even the thought of that. They would go pazzo if that really happened." Well not a bad lie, Jazzy- Jasper.

"Ugh, shut up you morons! You ruined my sleep again!" She said suddenly, pushing off Mark's hand. The elevator door opened behind her.

"Are you satisfied now?!" She turned to me and yelled. Very. I wanted to reply. But somehow I managed to roll my eyes at her and pushed her out of my way instead, and exited the elevator. I couldn't help but wonder, why was she being so... lazy.

I mean, yeah I have seen in the past several days that she behaves weirder than any other weird person, but I never saw her being so lazy, to the point that she's dozing off even before reaching the living room?

"Meet us in the living room in an hour if you get your head out of the cloud you are swimming in!" Ignoring her, I climbed the stairs.

I had so many questions. Why was I being like this? I could have thought that he's moving on from Riley, then why didn't I? Being drowned in jealousy when I see her with other men, even if that's my own best friend. Yet, I questioned him.

And the same happened when I saw her too close to that fucking dottore (doctor). Yeah, I watched them da una distanza (from a distance), so I couldn't hear what they were saying. But it looked like they were having a lover's spat.

One thing is certo (certain) though, whether I have sentimenti for her or not, I don't like seeing Venere with other men, not even one bit. And I have to be satisfied with that... for now. I will sort out my feelings later, all of this bullshit is over.

Half an hour later, after having a long cold shower, I showed up in the living room yet there was no sign of Venere or Mark. I turned around, only to see Venere and Mark walking the stairs. Together.

"Oh, you're early here. I thought you would be blowing up your boxing bag with your punches again." Marc said.

"Again?" Her occhi twinkled with mischief even though I could recognize a tint of sadness in them.

Dio mio, I started to read her eyes as well! Why the fuck am I involuntarily reading her eyes!

"Marc, smettila di comportarti come Ben e chiudi quella cazzo di bocca! (Marc, stop acting like Ben and shut the fuck up!)"

He just laughed but eventually did shut his mouth.

"So am I gonna get the story behind the annihilation of the boxing bag or am I gonna get a translation of whatever you said right now?" The amusement in her voce was hard to miss.