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Falling For A Man Of The City SIXTEEN
It all began with a ring in the late hours. It was a time where the dark meandered in every corner of the streets over the sleeping souls to disrupt me. Initially annoyed at my peace being demolished that feeling was pushed aside at the voice on the other end. Past the cloudy lines of sight I haphazardly threw on my clothes not caring about how I looked when all I wanted to do was help him. I had never been to the police station before. When it came to the law I kept a respectable distance and preferred to just obey it. It's funny how I wound up with someone like Nicholas. Someone who was painted in the colour of grey in relation to whether he obeyed the law or not. But there I was waiting impatiently, leg bouncing to soothe my anxiousness and when his forlorn face appeared I jumped out of my seat to see if he was in any pain. The dimness in his eyes aggravated by the bags around them, almost made me forget about the mild smell of piss emanating from his dishevelled clothing. No mat
Falling For A Man Of The City SEVENTEEN
There were many things I wanted to do in my life before my time on earth ended. When I came to a new city in sought of something new I managed to get it. I managed to step out of my comfort zone. Nicky once mentioned the beauty that existed in his world and after our first ever argument came to an end we were still in a good chapter together. When he asked to make it up to me, the idea I had in mind certainly didn't involve holding onto him for dear life whilst he whisked us away on his Harley Davidson . It's pretty funny in a way, as a little girl I had always fallen in love with the idea of having a gallant prince charming on a white horse coming to take me away. Now as a woman, I wound up falling for a man who was far from being ever defined as royalty who smoked cigars, drank hard liquor and rode a long-distance cruiser. Yet I was happy wearing a wide grin as we moved with the land splayed before us, begging to be explored. At first apprehensive to get on the bike, he insisted a
Falling For A Man Of The City EIGHTEEN
Its funny how much of my life changed. He went from a mere stranger to a man who was the embodiment of sin itself who pulverized the very temple in which I prayed. After that episode in the tub that resulted in us cleaning up giving a few kisses here and there we ended up in bed with me lying on his chest. He hadn't kept his eyes nor hands off of me, it had made me feel special. With the fire crackling in the fireplace I could feel myself being lulled to sleep after listening to the light sound of the rain until he finally spoke making me look up at him. "You asked me why I can't just leave that life," he breathed staring up at the ceiling. "Truth is baby, I'm trying to," he replied releasing a heavy sigh that held within it the frustration of a man attempting to cut off any ties, "that's part of what I've been doing lately. But it's not easy to just walk away once you take the oath ." The oath he was referring to was a blood oath that was a part of a ritual that originated from Roma
Falling For A Man Of The City NINETEEN
It's never healthy to bottle everything inside. To lock away all the anger and to wear a mask covered with a smile to fool everyone into thinking that they're happy. There is so much agony that one can take in silence before eventually erupting like a volcano destroying everything in its path. Nicky's warm hand wrapped around mine eased my nerves that danced all over the dining room of Ms Friedman's home or as I had slowly grown to call her Aunt Elle. Marcie sat across from us looking visibly upset given the way she was eyeballing the plate of food which she had hardly touched. I wanted to be anywhere else but in that room given the uncomfortable silence that settled amongst us. "You just had to make this public," she scoffed pushing her plate away folding her arms. She looked at her mother clenching her jaw, glazed eyes that shined still holding onto her tears and pain. "Only because you refuse to talk to me, you left me no other choice since you've shut me out," Aunt Elle replied s
Falling For A Man Of The City TWENTY
Sucking in a harsh breath at the next stage to come I can still remember bright lights whose source touched every inch of the room. The undertones of soaps and cleaners being the only solid smell I could detect and focus on whilst my knee bounced in a chaotic motion on the chair beside the bed. The sweet words whispered from a concerned mother to her daughter were muffled by the sounds of the heart monitor and the only question that I could find myself asking was how did we get here? After everything that happened the sight of the clock staring at me will be with me for as long as I live and breathe. I can still remember the feel of the plush carpet that left tattoos on my arms and legs in a pattern I would never forget when I turned to find the space Marcie occupied empty. I always heard people say nothing good ever happens after three in the morning, I had never believed that claim as much. Yet in that house where silence reigned so much to the extent it could allow the sound of a
Falling For A Man Of The City TWENTY ONE
It had been years since there was ever an issue within the society the five families lived. There had been order where peaceful meetings were conducted to strive towards maintaining some form of corporation but unfortunately nothing lasts forever. All it took was a gang whose members each had a snake tattoo on their arm as a sign of allegiance to a man named Lucien Volatelli to distort the very system that had kept the bosses and their members alive. There were times when issues arose where others had once tried to take more violent measures when they weren't happy with the outcome in those meetings. But before things ever escalated they were killed and turned into a warning to others trying to get too big for their shoes. Lucien's gang seemed to care less about the rules that existed by going so far as to approach the legitimate businesses that existed and were owned by Sonny's family. Nor was he scared to use any form of manpower he could. No doubt he was dangerous and once it cam
Falling For A Man Of The City TWENTY TWO
At first I had been against the idea of needing any protection. I used to argue with him over his supposed paranoia but after the shit that occurred I was a willing participant in the need for more security. I didn't put up a fight when he said I was to stay at his place and considering how he said it the man wasn't asking at all. We arrived at his building and when the doors to his home flung open I felt more comfortable immediately. I grew less tense as he led us inside and I settled onto the bed lying on top of the duvet suddenly feeling exhausted. He placed my things into the walk in closet and sat by my side. Glancing his way through my lashes I saw the dark look in his eyes, the intensity in his gaze pushing me to sit up, "I need to go deal with that asshole. Stay here and get some rest," he murmured. "Sounds like an order," I pointed out only to have him squeeze my thigh in response, "It was only a suggestion but whatever you decide to do it happens here and that's an order," h
Falling For A Man Of The City TWENTY THREE
In as much as we pounced on any opportunity we could to be intimate, that night something shifted. As Eva walked out the door promising to stay in touch the minute it shut I turned to find him already waiting for me sparking a level of anticipation at what he was going to do. His neutral expression dropped to one that was remorseful with us finally hidden within the safety of non-judgemental walls, "I know I said it already, but I am sorry that you got dragged into my shit." "It's not your fault," I blurted out moving towards him. He looked away depriving me the opportunity to see beforehand the change in his demeanour to give a glimpse into what he planned to do. "Come," he replied lifting his hand out seeking my own in the hopes we finally settle in the calm we truly needed. Placing my hand in his, I followed closely behind, mind blank refusing to allow any murky thoughts to enter when we arrived to the bedroom. He remained silent when we reached the foot of the bed and he pulled
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