Stolen by the Mafia ☑️

Bree and Liam

Liam P.O.V.

Fuck, I messed up bad.

What was I thinking?

She will never forgive me.

My cheek stung from where she smacked me.

No ones ever hit me before.

I could feel the heart radiating off of it.

A small knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

My heart skipped a beat.

Maybe Bree came back. Maybe she forgave me?

I walked gingerly to the door and swung it open.

What I saw before disgusted me.

Angela.

Like literally Angela.

Naked.

No clothes, not even socks.

I mean who would wear socks, but still!

"He baby, need some comforting?" Angela asked in a "seductive" voice.

She sounded more like a old scruffy cat coughing up a hair ball.

She let her hands roam her body slowly, as if to draw the moment out.

"No Angela! Get out before I do something I regret!" I said.

Well screamed.

A smirk covered her face as she continued.

"Whatcha going to do daddy," she said licking her lips then slightly biting them. I couldn't help the feeling in my groin.

I growled a deep growl and lunged at her.

I kissed her forcefully.

Taking full dominance I picked her up straddling her, Not once breaking the kiss.

I removed my shirt kicking the door shut behind me.

*****

Bree's P.O.V.

I slammed the door shut behind me and ran down the hall.

I made my way down the stairs.

A man that reminded me of someone stood there.

He held a strong smile that changed as soon as he saw me. His face filled with worry and confusion.

He walked up to me but I kicked him the nuts.

I had no time for Liam's bodyguards to mess with me.

"Briana," he said.

Damn he sounds familiar.

To familiar, almost as if I have known him personally.

Without thinking I stop.

Something from his voice makes me trust.

I feel like he's dependable.

I turn around slowly.

Another smile covered his face.

His face. It reminded me of someone.

Someone I once knew.

Maybe I didn't.

Maybe I just saw him at Walmart well getting my dad stuff.

I sighed.

"Do I know you?" I ask.