"The Mafia Boss and His Angel"
Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be.
Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything...
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The car stops and I get out slamming the door, without glancing at him. I'm trying to erase the image of us happy, it will never happen again, there's no option. We won't experience these merciless moments anymore.
Nevertheless this desire must go away.
I let the air out of my mouth and head towards the entrance gate where I enter the code. The door to my house opens and illuminates the entire yard, causing a magical sight.
I remember that tonight I'll spend this evening alone, in this large mansion. Alone without anyone, completely torn apart.
My parents will probably come back in the morning, they have no reason to come back sooner, probably having a good time there, unlike me. It was one of the worst nights I'll surely remember for a long time.
I enter the house, grasping the door handle. The light comes on automatically to reveal all the details.
I head towards the kitchen, I open the cool orange juice from the fridge and pour glasses. Then I sit down at the chair.
All I wanted to do was going to sleep and forget about the events that took place today.
I didn't expect such a turnaround today. After what Giovanni did to me, I'm sure I've to stay far away from him. I can't be sure that he won't hurt me again.
Now I know what this bastard is capable of.
I don't even want to imagine what's in his head right now. I still don't understand why he fucking hurt me so much. In matter of a few seconds it would have end up tragically. I'm so lucky that this man interrupted us, otherwise it would be very bad for me.
I might not even get out of this or go to the hospital in a serious condition.
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An hour has passed since my arrival home and I'm still in this pink dress, sitting in the living room. Waiting until my parents come back, nevertheless it won't be probably possible given that the watch strikes three am.
The only thing I can do now is to take a hot, relaxing bath and sink into a deep sleep that will make me forget about my problems for a while.
Finishing my thoughts, I curl up from the comfortable couch and head upstairs to wash myself.
I don't have much strength in my body, due of the weakness I feel after fight with Giovanni. I'm sure that there's a red mark on my wrist, as well as on my neck. It definitely will be worse, after a few hours it will form a specific bruise.
For which later I'll have to explain what happened to me.
"Hey mom and dad, listen Giovanni made this bruise and choke me almost to death."
