Cheesecake

Chapter 11

Lucien's POV

After a breakfast that consisted of normal food and not pussy. I go to our warehouse to check up on everything.

"Angelo, is everything inorder here?" I ask

"Ofcourse Capo, the new shipment is stored away safely and they're preparing the order for the Germans right now"

"Buona" I say and then I go to my office here. [Good]

I turn around and admire the ocean view. I admire the boats slowly moving in the distance and waves as they rise and fall.

The serene nature of ocean sends me to dwell on my inner thoughts.

I remember everything about Celine and myself, all our fights, assassination attempts, and all our bickering and I can't help but smile when the memories resurface.

I don't know which memory made me smile, the one where she stabbed me the second time we met in the ball

The one where she somehow managed to send a spoon in my arm at my sister's 20th birthday party.

What about the one where I was walking in Egypt and she tried to throw a brick at me.

Or the multitude of our other encounters

But what made me smile? the memories or the fact that Celine was in them

Looking back at it.....did I even hate her?

Yes

I don't know, my head hurts

I need an ice cream

I drive to a nearby ice-cream parlor and guess who I see inside.

Gabriel Laurent, Celine's underboss

The guy I saw her having a coffee with and decided to do a drive by on an innocent café

Any reasonable person would react the same way.....right?

I go up to him and tap on his shoulder.
He turns around and widens his eyes.

"We can't fight here, there are innocent people." He whispers.

"I'm not here to fight." I inform him

"So you expect me to believe that the big bad Italian Capo is here to buy an ice-cream." He whisper yells

"Yes.....I eat ice-cream too, nothing is wrong with that. Look Gabriel, I want to apologize for shooting at you, you didn't deserve to be shot at." I tell him sincerely

He flicks his cheek
"This isn't a dream, strange......Well why are you apologizing? You're not a man that is know to accept blame." He asks

"It was the right thing to do."

"Don't bullshit me, you run a mafia. Everything you do is wrong." He whisper yells, even louder.

His whispers are so louds, he may as well be talking

"I don't know man, Celine seemed upset about it and I felt bad." I tell this man.

"You're telling me that you apologized because Celine...your enemy of over 10 years seemed upset." He says with an eyebrow raised.

"N-no I didn't say that." I force out.

"Whatever you say beau-frère"
[Brother in law]

"What does that last part mean?"

"It means Italian man in French" Gabriel teaches me with a nod

Strange huh.

After that we both buy ice-creams and sit and chat. He is a great guy. We could actually be friends.

If I had a non blown up house, I would invite him to stay but.... look how that turned out

Anyways, I bid him farewell and go back to the house.

I walk into the living room to see Adeline and Celine flipping knives.

"What's going on here?" I ask

"We're trying to see who can flip a knife more times without failing." Adeline tells me with a grin

Hmmmmm, there are normal games too you know

"Well have fun, just don't injure yourselves." I say and walk away.

Celine  flipping a knife is doing things to me

I take a shower and decide to draw.

Yes, I can draw.

So so I began drawing a portrait of the only thing that seemed worthy of my time

Celine

I start drawing and time seems to pass quickly as I'm fully immersed in drawing.

I draw the eyes first and as I'm adding the final details.....Alessandro speaks which makes me jump

"What are you drawing?" He says and then takes a bite of his apple

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ALESSANDRO, don't you knock?"

"I do but I decided not to, anyways answer my question."

"I'm drawing a lioness." I tell him

"Interesting eye placement for a lioness."

"Shut up man. Get out of my room" I order him

"It's my house." He replies

"Fair point, now please leave me be before you go missing." I warn him.

"Wouldn't want that" he chuckles and then leaves....leaving the door open on purpose.

This motherfucker.

I continue drawing before my mind starts to wonder about Celine again.

WHAT IF SHE GOT CUT WITH THE KNIFE?

I go straight to the living room and see Adeline and Celine cuddling on the sofa while Alessandro tries to get Adeline to cuddle him

Believe it or not, it was a very heart warming sight.

"Why are you staring at us fratello?" Adeline says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I'm not staring at you, I was looking behind you." I lie

"Well, go stand behind us and stare." She says while narrowing her eyes at me.

I hum and walk behind them going into the kitchen.

I take some grapes and I hop up on the counter and eat.

I eat a few and become bored again.

I look at Celine, even though her back is facing me, I can still see her beauty.

Artists would die a thousand deaths just to have her as their muse.

Too bad, I would've killed all of them

They can't have her

I shove my thoughts to the back of my mind and decide to focus on something else.

Except I can't

I can't think of anything else but her.

Well fuck me

And then she had the nerve to stretch and ruffle her hair.

Well I have another image to draw, maybe I should do that.

I go back up to my room and continue drawing.

What I didn't expect was the beauty that I was drawing to come into my room