Brother's Girl✔️

Cuarenta y tres

Gabriel's POV

I pulled away out of breath, god that was the best fuck I've had in a while. I heard her heavy breathing also, I looked at her and smiled even though she could not see me. I think I was in love with this girl. She turned on her side looking at me, she smiled. "That was wonderful," she told me, I nodded my head. I kissed her forehead, her star tattoo was showing, I passed my hand through it. 

"Why did you get this?" I asked her. I never did understand why anyone got any tattoos. I never saw the point of inking my body, she looked down staring at the star. 

"Estrella," she said something in Spanish. "It was my dad's nickname for me when I was a kid, he used to call me that because he said I was going to be a star one day," she chuckled thinking about the warm memory. 

"At least it has a meaning behind it," I joked. 

"Well most tattoos do, I think they all have a story behind it."

"Why are you so fascinated by tattoos?" I asked her. 

"I don't know," she answered. She stayed quiet for a few seconds, "my brother is covered in tattoos, they all mean something to him. My dad allowed him to get them, but he swore if I even got one tattoo, he was going to kill me. I always saw them as an act of rebellion and plus when I was a kid I wanted to open my own tattoo parlor," she stopped. 

"Why didn't you?" I asked her. 

"I don't know, I guess life got in the way plus my father was going to go crazy if I opened a tattoo shop and it was a stupid dream anyway."

"I don't think it's stupid," I told her. 

She chuckled, "of course you don't," she said. "You're sleeping with me, I think that means you have to support everything I say now," I laughed and shook my head no. 

"Do you still want to open one?" I asked her. 

"I don't know, maybe," she said. I didn't know why, but at that moment, I just wanted to make her dream come true. I got off the bed, she looked up at me. "Where are you going?" She questioned. 

"Miami Beach," I answered her. She raised her eyebrow, "work-related," I said. I finally found Bruno's, right-hand man. He was at the beach and all I had to do was go find him. I walked to my closet to grab my towel to take a shower. "There's no one here, you can come if you want," I suggested walking back in the room. 

"You're not going to shoot or kill anyone are you?" She inquired. 

"I feel insulted," I joked putting my hand over m heart. She sat up bringing her feet up to her face. "I'd love to kill someone, but Matteo already warned me not to," I said. Saying his name made me realized what just happened. All throughout, it seemed like we were the only two people that mattered, I almost forgot about Matteo. She seemed disturbed by me mentioning his name too since she was now staring at me blankly. "I'm sorry," I apologized. 

"Yeah," she said. "I'd like to go to the beach also," she said getting up the bed. I smiled, she grabbed her clothes she was about to go when I called her asking where she was going. "Shower," she answered me. 

"I have a bathroom," I said pointing to my bathroom. I pulled her towards me, our bodies smacked together. I started kissing her again, she wrapped her hands around my neck and kissed me back. I pulled her up holding her up her legs wrapping around my waist. I walked her to the shower.

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"Okay, how can someone not love your job, you literally come to the beach for work," Dominique said as we walked through the crowd at Miami beach. I chuckled and shook my head, "did you always want to work in the family business?" She asked me. I thought about it for a while, did I always want to do that?