•Innocence•

•64• Am I? ..

Leonardo's POV

I couldn't help myself.

I shouldn't have done it, it was wrong time and wrong place and was nothing but a bad idea but some times my dirty thoughts over come me.

And now I was sitting here like I didn't just make my girl see stars, and acting as if I wasn't hard as a rock right now.

I was most definitely going to have blue balls if I didn't sort out my problem.

It also doesn't help when her ass is sat on the problem.

But now isn't the time for that either. I needed to calm my horny ass down already.

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I had the little minix's hand in one, and a load of drugs disguised in a luxury looking bag  in the other as we made our way down the stairs.

I wonder what she thought about my job, I knew that she knew a small bit about it but she never dared to ask me about it.

And I don't know if I even wanted to have the conversation, because Ara would either act fine about it or she could get angry at me.

The annoying ass sound of my phone stared to ring, Ara stopped walking and looked up at me. I sighed letting go of her hand to pull my phone out of my pocket.

I looked at the screen only to see Antonio's name light up on it. "I better take this kitten." I gave her a weak smile and moved us both closer to the wall out of the way of the many people walking by.

I swiped my finger across the screen bringing the phone to my ear.

"Don," the grumpy familiar voice of Antonio booms through the phone. I give a hum back signalling for him to continue.

"We need to meet up immediately tonight, perhaps at a bar? To talk about business of course." The old man huffed through the phone I clicked my tongue.

"Devo portarla." By saying 'her' I would hope he'd catch on. I didn't want to leave Arabella alone, not here. And since he needed me immediately I didn't have time to find a safe space to leave her.

I spoke in Italian just so she wouldn't be able to know what was being said, I didn't want to make Ara feel intimidated of the situation.

Antonio paused for a brief minute before huffing through the phone. "Siamo fuori adesso e dato che hai  bisogno di noi immediaamente, deve venire con te" I clarified, taking a quick glance towards Ara, who looked confused. She hates it when I speak other languages when she is near. (we are out right now and since you need me immediately, she needs to come with.)

"Mhm, si va bene, assiurati solo che si comporti bene." I nod as if he can see me. Of course she would behave. She wouldn't dare to disobey me.

Ara taps my shoulder, I look down and she lipped something to me to which I put up one finger telling her just one second.

"Of  course si comporterà bene" chuckling into the speaker. "Ho la Mia ragazza sotto controllo, Antonio." Stating almost offended.
(She will behave - I have my girl under control)

"Send the address and time" after that I hung up the phone without giving time to even respond.

It felt almost as if he was disrespecting me thinking that I can't sort out my fiancé even if she did choose to go against my wishes.

I shove my phone deep down my pocket again looking into her doe eyes, I will never be able to get over her beauty, she is just a level of beauty no one could even describe.

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Arabellas pov

Leon rested his palm on the small of my back as he guided us towards his car, he was still chatting away in Italian to who ever was on the other line.

I hated when he spoke another language around me, it's rude. And I just want to know what's going on.

Why does he always have to hide everything from
me it's so unfair. I know he could be doing it to protect me but some times, I would just rather know than have him treat me like glassware that can break in two seconds.

I know I'm sensitive and that maybe I'm not built for the mafia life, but I hate being kept in the dark all the time.

Maybe I should speak to him about this.

I've been feeling so hormonal lately too, and based off how I've been feeling, I'm starting to question if I'm pregnant or not.

And over the course of the last few days I've noticed my stomach being a bit bigger but I couldn't tell if I was just bloated from eating or not.

I mean I have been eating a lot lately, and also I have been wanting Leonardo more too. Could that also be a sign that I'm pregnant?

I mean every time we fuck we fuck raw. So I probably am pregnant.

I'm only 19, and though I've always wanted kids eventually I'm not sure If I'm ready for kids now.

I guess I'll have to be ready.

But first, I need to find out how I'm going to get a pregnancy test without asking Leon, I want it to be a surprise for him.

As I'm deep in thought, I forgot where I was, I probably looked spaced out. Leonardo taped my shoulder from the seat besides me forcing me out of my daze.

"What are you thinking about Kitten?" His voice smooth as he looks down at me. His phone resting before him, He must've hung up on who ever he was speaking with. soft music plays from the car making me realise that I completely forgot to even ask him where we were heading.

"Oh nothing, where are we going?" I ask changing the subject.

"Antonio wants to meet up to discuss something with me, so we are heading to an Italian restaurant where we will have dinner." I just nodded and grabbed his hand putting it in my lap.

This was going to be a long dinner, I never talk to Antonio and he never speaks with me. He was almost has scary as Leonardo some times but I know Antonio wouldn't dare to hurt me.

I knew Antonio was good to Leon though and he is Leonardo's most trusted employee. His second in command.

But it's okay I'll just sit with Leonardo and keep to myself.

Just thinking about that carbonara I'm about to devour made my mouth water. I'm so hungry.

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HEY GUYS!!

I know it's been so long since an update and I apologise and even though this chapter is short, I just wanted to get it out.

I will start writing the next chapter now and should have a new chapter out soon. (Most likely next week)

Anyways please let me know if you have any ideas for the book or any questions for me, just write them here.

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