The mafia's lost sweet heart

Why are you doing this to me, love?

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"You know..we haven't spoken to aunt Elya in ages," I remind Bella, swaying my legs off of the kitchen counter.

"Ara, I've already told you. I dont want-,"

"But she's your mother." I cut her off.

She lets out a big sigh, "She did some fucked up things to you." She gives me a weak smile.

I know this is killing her.

Alessandro walks in, "We'll talk about this later," She winks at me and leaves the room.

Thanks for leaving me with the sexy mobster.

"Why have you been ignoring me love?" He questions in angry tone.

"What do you mean?" I flutter my eyelashes at him innocently.

I know exactly what he means.

He walks over to me, not breaking eye contact while doing so.

Before I could get down, he slams his hands on the counter.

Each hand on either side of me.

"You know exactly what I mean." He whispers in my ear, his minty breath hitting my skin.

Ayo, that was kinda hot though.

I let out a small gasp as he traces circles on my over-exposed thighs.

I shut my eyes trying not to make a sound.

Dude, we kind of like make food over here.

As I open my eyes, his signature smirk seems to have been plastered on his face.

He picks me up as if i was straddling him, I wrap my legs around his waist going with the flow.

I wrap my hands around his neck, slowly making their way up to his hair.

He aggressively crashes our lips together before he pulls away momentarily and stares at me.

Quite intimidating to say the least.

"Don't ever ignore me again mi amor. Si?" His dominant side showing.
Translation: my love

"Si." I reply as he cups my face with his hands and pulls me into a kiss.

He kisses all the bruises on my neck from the kidnappings.

After this very spontaneous make out session, I just rest my forehead against his shoulders.

"Are you tired, neonata?"
Translation: baby girl

I just give him a slight nod.

He picks me up in bridal style, I bury my face in his chest.

He takes me to his bedroom and places me in his bed, "Get some rest, love."

He kisses my forehead and leaves me to get some sleep.

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I wake up to a breeze hitting my face, I frown.

Why is it so cold it's mid July.

I get up to check the time and it's 7pm.

Oh God. How long have I been asleep?