mafia baby [𝗺.𝗽]

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it was around 4 am and you couldn't sleep, you haven't been sleeping very good ever since Anthony. you didn't feel safe.

you just sat at the long black marble kitchen island just drinking and looking into space, lost in your thoughts. the lights were dimmed and the house was so quiet you could hear ringing.

"hey" you felt a hand rub your back but you recognized the voice.

"hi" you said turning to him.

"what are you doing up?"

"cant sleep."

"come back to bed."

"ok give me a minute."

you finished your drink and went back upstairs to your room.

"cmere."

he patted a spot on the bed for you and you laid by him putting your head on his chest.

"kara?"

"yes."

"you know I love you?"

"yes."

"and I would do anything for you to be safe."

"please don't."

you sat up.

"I didn't even-"

"you can't hurt him."

"but kara-"

"promise me you weren't hurt him."

"kara no, this is not debatable he fucking hurt you."

"yes I know but you can't, you just can't."

"why? do you still love him or some shit?"

"are you serious?"

"no no I'm sorry."

"don't do that."

"well I'm sorry but he's a bad guy and bad guys get hurt."

"don't hurt him."

" kara wtf, please."

"Mattia I am so serious right now."

"kara he fucking hurt you for years!"

"I know that."

"can I atleast talk to him."

" can we change the topic."

"fine, I'm sorry."

you laid back down and he looked up at the ceiling.

"you know what we haven't done in a while."

you looked up at him from his chest.

"what?"

"have really good sex."

"shut up"

you said giggling a bit before going to sleep.

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