❃ The Mob Boss and The French Mafia Princess ❃
"Shira," I warned, "Come any closer and I will stop the car right here and fuck you," I spoke with a stern tone, my hands gripped on to the steering wheel so hard my knuckles begged to come out. "Valeri...
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Hearing the sounds of the rain smacking onto the window, I felt a small body push my body away from Shira's embrace. Peeling my lids open, I notice my brother cuddling Shira which made me frown. I couldn't believe I was fighting with a person not even half my size. "Angelo, what are you doing?" I poked his cheek gently.
"I'm cuddling with amore mio, is that a problema?" His blue eyes narrowed into slits and this was one thing I hated about him because he replicated me with that look. "Sì, it is." I replied, pulling his arms gently away from Shira. "Well, deal with it!" Angelo said stubbornly, snuggling even closer.
(Translation: my love, problem)
"Boys, stop with the arguing. Angelo, pasticcino, get ready and il tuo amore will be with you soon." Shira said softly, stroking his hair and kissing his forehead. "Sì, amore." Angelo whispered, kissing Shira's cheek before looking at me with a smirk.
(Translation: pastry/ cupcake, your love, love)
Angelo scurried away, "He's so cute." Shira said, laughing slightly. "He's so cute." I mocked with my eyebrows raised, the way my younger brother seems to woo her is beyond comprehension. I bet you any money he's going to be a womanizer when he grows up.
"He's your brother, you should be nice," Shira interlocked our hands together. "Well, not if he keeps taking things that are mine." For some reason, Shira frowned and the look on her face indicated she wasn't happy. "So I am a "thing" now." She said making quote marks, I mentally cursed myself for saying that.
"No, amore, you're not a thing, you are someone-" I began to say but was interrupted, "So I am a someone now." Her eyes sadden and I try to think of a way to not dig a bigger hole for myself. "Amore, you know I love you and you mean a lot to me." Pulling her up against my body, I caress her hair and begin to whisper sweet nothing to her.
"I was just pulling your leg, Val, but I know how much you love me, there hasn't been a day that has gone by which you haven't told me you love me" Shira closed her eyes and we stayed in this intimate position for five minutes but I wished it lasted forever.
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"Val, I have an issue." Shira said from the walk in closet. "What's wrong, amore?" Exiting the bathroom while putting my shirt on, I walked inside the closet to see that Shira was pouting even though she wanted me to tell her if she looked good in the halter neck dress or not.
"Val?" She asked, but my eyes scanned her body and face, I came to a conclusion that not only am I the luckiest man in the world but the whole universe.
"Ah, amore, you look gorgeous." Shira sulked and walking over to her, I turned her around to face the mirror. "What wrong?" I whispered, pecking her neck and rubbing my hands up and down her arms.
