|18+| Tatum Kingston, daughter of the leader of the Red Bloods Mafia forced to look for a hand in marriage only at 19. She crosses paths with Sicilian mafia leader Lucian Sicilian, nicknamed 'The Devil' for his no remorse.
"How old are you?" I reali...
I could watch this man do anything and still be in aww. He's literally just holding his dick peeing, and I'm in aww.
Just kidding.
But, I am in aw right now watching Lucian, how can someone be so attractive brushing their teeth?
I turn around and walk out the bathroom after I put my green toothbrush on the rack, while he continues to brush his mouth with his blue one.
"What would you do if I was a toaster?" I ask randomly, look through the open door at Lucian as he washes his face.
His head quickly turns and he scrunches his nose at me, "A toaster?"
"Mhmm," I hum, combing through my hair.
"Make toast, I guess," his husky morning voice rings through my ears.
"Kinky," I wink and go to my room to change.
Milo rubs against my ankle purring, I squat down and pick up the ginger ball of fur.
I tap his nose followed by a small peck on his nose. I set him down as I scavenge through the endless closet, well it's not endless but you know what I mean.
"Tadaaa!" I hum twirling infront of Milo, who sits on the jewlery table grooming himself.
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I slide a silver ring, that looks like a tree branch with leaves.
After I perfect my waterproof mascara, I aint risking it anymore, I skip down the hall and down the stairs.
"Pretty, Sugar," Quinton says.
"Thank you, Schmoopy," I clasp my hands together when I see a bowl of chocolate strawberries.
I grab the bowl and take it to the sofa, Quinton watches me eyes wide, "No."
"No what?" I ask him.
"Those are mine," Quinton states.
I lift up the bowl searching for something, "It doesn't say your name on it," I shrug eating another.
Quinton rolls his eyes taking the strawberries and leave the den, that's when I notice my bracelet I gave him because it was gold.
"Nice bracelet, Snuggluffagus," I smile.
"Did you just call him Snuggluffagus?" a deep voice says behind my head.
I lean my head back to see Lucian, "Yes I did, do you want to be called Snuggluffagus?"
"I'll pass," He says walking around the sofa and infront of me.
"Do you ever wear anything other than black? You look like a wanna be emo," I smack my hand over my mouth to stop insulting him, I don't want to make him cry. Wait- he is a leader of the Sicilian mafia, he would be a loserrrr if he cried.
