The Under Boss's Ballerina [18+]

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Our naked bodies were pressed together after a not so long night of activities that still send a shiver down to my core.

How a whole night doesn't feel long enough. I think.

I quivered against Angelo's hold making his eyes snap back at me from the opened windows.

"Alright?" He asked.

Chewing on my thumb nail, I gave him a nod.

Angelo kept his hold on my shoulders strong, pulling me more closer to his nude skin. My head resting on his chest.

"I will have a car take you to your parents." The man whispered tucking his free hand under his head, sliding down on the sheets so his head rested on a pillow.

"I'm scared." I whispered.

"Scared?" He asks leaning down to place a kiss on my forehead, pinching my chin to lift my face up to meet his onyx orbs.

"Why?" Angelo asks once again.

I sigh. "I don't know."

Angelo frowns.

"I- I haven't given a thought about meeting them. I don't-"

"I am not sure I understand where you are coming from, sweetheart." Angelo replies.

"Angelo- I didn't want to meet my parents. I simply don't want to get sucked in that life. I didn't- I didn't have them when I needed them- what's the point of having them now?"

Angelo nods.

"You understand where I am coming from?" I ask.

"Yes." He replies. "I understand where you are  coming from. I don't know what happened with you and your parents, and you won't share with me, however I do get where you are coming from."

I nod, placing my cheek on his chest, feeling the coolness of his skin under mine, feeling the relaxed beat of his heart, the sweet sweet smell of his cologne.

"Yet, if you feel uncomfortable, the car will stay as long as you stay. I'll send in two guards with you. Just in case."

"I suppose, I won't need any guards." I admit.

Angelo hums, the sound vibrates in his chest, traveling all the way down to my shivering, spine.

"Would you come with me?" I ask raising my face to meet his.

"I don't think that's a good idea." He says leaning down placing a small barely there, feather light kiss on my mouth.

"I suppose you will need time to be normal with them before introducing your companion." He adds.

He isn't wrong. I think. It's been close to six years I haven't met them.

Except yesterday at the showroom.