ONGOING
{Book one in the 'Dark' Mafia Series.}
"Kill me," She rasped, her voice hoarse. It was confusing, she wanted this, she wanted me didn't she? What an actress she is. My laugh was now bitter. "That would be too easy," I smirked before releasin...
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~ November 12th; 6:48am ~
I reach out to the other side of the bed.
Cold.
I roll onto my side after stretching and open my eyes, a tanned figure meets my eyes. He's rushing around the room throwing things around the room.
"What is it you are looking for so early in the morning?" I ask.
He looks up, meeting my eyes. I smile softly, he does not reciprocate. I take a deep breath, sitting up, my eyes drawn to his chest.
"Morning, darling."
"Good morning."
"How did you sleep?"
"You haven't answered my question, Vincenzo."
"Nor have you answered mine."
"Well, that is because I asked first."
He smirks in response.
"Seriously, what are you looking for; I can help you find it." I smile.
"My cigarettes,"
I smirk, watching him carefully as he leans against the chair, his shorts hanging low on his waist, his defined V-line on display. I gently brush my tongue over my lips.
"Come here, Ana."
"No, you come here,"
He smirks, amused by my laziness.
"It's too early, come back to bed."
"You're right it is early."
"Does that mean you will come back to bed?"
"That all depends on how you plan to keep me entertained."
