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Rafael-y up top

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After my bath I washed up and got on a clean t-shirt and shorts.

When I went to the living room Rafael was sitting there on my couch with a platter of the food.

I walked over to him and sat across from him.

"You're in the mafia."

"Yes."

"How long?" I mumbled confused with all this strange shit I had to come back to reality my mental was all the way fucked up but I was glad I didn't smell my rotten cat or piss. I smelled ocean breeze, cleaning products, and baking chicken.

"Since I could walk." He shrugged as if this was normal.

I nodded "Is your dad like the ring leader?"

He nodded "But he had retired... Some days."

I bit my lip thinking of his scary dad. Fear had pinned me with the idea of him coming back and leaving me like a vegetable again. I curled my legs under me and I fiddled with my hands.

"He did a method we call 'Pausa' which means break in Italian. You'll come back to normal in a few more days you weren't stuck here that long," he shrugged I felt my anger boil.

"Not that long? You say it so nonchalant like it was no big deal when it is," I spat.

His face went serious "You're right Mi Amor, Is that what you want to hear, Sí?"

I glared at him "No I don't want to hear that Rafael."

Our eyes locked just as I uttered his name. A smirk curved his lips "It's Rafaela."

"Rafael-y," I mocked in his accent he shook his head chucking.

"You talk to me so fearless Amor."

"Because I know you're a spineless 'fuck boy' criminal," I shrugged a bit ballsy.

A loud roar of chuckled erupted form his chest as he swiped his dark hair back. 

"Conejito you make me laugh."

"What's that mean?"

He stared at me with that smirk "It means Bunny."

I pouted "You think I look like a bunny?"

He shrugged with a secretive smile "A snow bunny."

I glared at him "Just because I'm white with pale skin and blonde hair does not mean I am a 'Snow-"

A sharp knock at my door Interrupted me. I got up ready to go answer the door but Rafael pushed me to sit back down with a warning look. He went to the door while talking a gun out of his waist line. Maybe he knew who it was...

He swung the door open with the gun pointed and my ex.

Stephan.

He froze as the box he was holding in his arms dropped to the floor. "Who's this Bunny?" Rafael grunted in his slick accent.

I rushed to the two "My ex..."

Rafael eyebrows furrowed as he took in Stephan who was wearing a grey suit with his hair slicked to the back. Then I watched a recognition passed through his sharp chocolate eyes.

Rafael let out a rough chuckle "Conejito you dated a Teto?" He chuckled as he put his gun in the back of his slack waist band.

"What's that mean Rafael-y?" I asked mocking his name he threw a smirk my way.

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