•Innocence•

•32•Surely, i deserve a kiss, hm?•

Leonardo's POV

I don't regret leaving her there, and I don't regret not fucking her.

I don't even know what was going through my mind, I try to remind myself that she is just just my personal maid, but deep down even I know she is more than that.

That is why I'm going to marry her, and she is going to have no choice.

I'm 29 in a couple of months. And I need to be married or at least engaged by then, otherwise my brother will take over my role, at least that is what my father threatens me with.

The man seems to be forgetting who is really boss, I can kill the both of them with just a click of my finger, it amazes me how my father continues to act as if he is still Mob boss.

Because he definitely is not, and just if I do not get married by the age of 29, does not mean my brother will be taking over, absolutely not.

I have not even seen my brother in years, the one that is still alive at least. I guess you could say, I'm not too fond of him.

But, I do need a heir, as much as I hate my father, I live and breathe the empire he has created and handed down to me, if I die, I want nothing less than this empire to continue on behind me.

I twist the pen in my hand, deep in thought, Antonio had come into my office today and mentioned how they had come across a finger print on one of the images that didn't match mine or Antonio's, no one else has touched the image besides us.

I should have been smarter though, Antonio and I should never have touched the image in the first place, we are just damaging potential evidence.

I take a swig of my whiskey, the bitter taste slides down my throat, whiskey always seems to make me feel more relaxed.

Antonio has taken samples of finger prints from everyone of my workers, in or out of my estate.

In a few days hopefully we have the results and find a culprit.

It makes me more and more angry every time the image of my dead younger brother some how pops up in my head.

I grit my teeth together harshly as I try to think of something else, the only thing that comes to mind is my kitten.

I miss the way she trembled every time I touched her soft silky skin, how perfectly shaped her ass is.

Her tight p-

"Leonardo!" My sister bursts in my office without knocking of course, she does tend to do this often, good thing I have a lock on my door, I mean she is the reason to why I mainly installed one.

I groan as I was in a deep thought I didn't really want to break from.

Her eyes pierced through me as she gives a deathly serious look.

"What do you want?" My attention on the whiskey glass that I am slowly tilting side to side, watching as the water creates mini waves, as it slides up each side of the glass.

"I have a request." She offers, her eyes near sparkling as she puts her hands clasped behind her back.

I look up from the glass, no words need to be given, I just look into her eyes indicating for her to continue.

"So uhmmm." She starts I lift a eye brow waiting for her to continue.

"Could Ara and I please go to the mall tomorrow??" He does her best attempt at puppy dog eyes.

I do not like the idea of my Kitten going anywhere far away from me.

But I cant keep her locked away forever, she needs to live a little..