Deal with the devil

Chapter 28- throw

Kiara's POV:

"Oh come on" I roll my eyes at Celeste.

"It's just the conjuring" I pull her back to the sofa.

"I'm too tired ki, plus I don't wanna see children get possessed right before I go to sleep, as pleasant as that may sound" she smiles as she goes up to bed.

I huff as I sit back down on the sofa.

Nik sits beside me holding a bowl of popcorn.

"What can I say," he turns his head to me.

"The hot ones always watch horror" he winks passing me the bowl.

"Cant say the same for you-" I laugh as he nudges my arm.

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As soon as the movie finished the door bell rang.

Nikoli hid himself under a blanket.

"you really think I'm gonna get that" he shows me his face and hides again.

"Coward." I say as I walk to the door.

I open the door and Raffe storms past me.

Lorenzo follows.

"Sorry darling, I forgot my keys" Raffe turns to me picking his keys from the kitchen top.

"Darling?" I reply confused.

He smirks and just faces away from me.

What?

Lorenzo leaves us and goes up to see Celeste.

Who knows what they are doing.

Nikoli follows as he goes up to his room.

"I swear to god if I get possesed tonight, you're dead" Nikoli eyes me then leaves.

I shrug the thought away and sit back on the sofa.

Raffe sits beside me and switches off the tv.

I stare at him Blankly.

And he stares back.

"What if I wanted to watch-" I start but get interrupted.

"Why do you always pull away?" He asks me so openly.

I sit there. Stunned.

I take a drink from the coffee table and take a sip.

"Maybe," I take another sip.

"I don't kiss people, or at least ones I don't like" I put my drink down, hard.

"Or," he grins as he moves closer to me.

"People don't kiss you?" He cocks an eyebrow and looks at me.

"Excuse me?" I turn facing him.

"You've never been kissed" he smiles so widely his teeth are practically shining through.

"For someone who's in the mafia, you're shit at getting the right info" I huff.

"Admit it," he comes even closer trying to fill in any gap between us.

He lifts my chin with the tip of his finger and his thumb brushes my cheek.

"Kiara Hawthorne has never been kissed" he mutters as his breath hits my neck.

"Even if I never have," I go in closer teasing him.

"I wouldn't want you to be the first" I quickly pull away and slump back down onto the sofa.