ログイン"What was so special about me?" I ask, leaning back against the table as I wait for his answer.He pauses for a moment, pulling on his clothes before letting out a quiet sigh."I don't really know," he admits. "You're mature for your age, but there's still something youthful about you. You're smart. You're not fragile. And you're not scared."I raise an eyebrow."I get scared.""Sometimes," he says with a small smile. "But when it matters, you don't run. You get nervous, sure, but you're always prepared."A smile tugs at my lips, though he doesn't notice. He's too busy reaching for his turtleneck."I see why Liam likes you so much."The mention of Liam makes guilt twist in my stomach."Sorry about that again..."He waves the apology away."Don't be. It was interesting."I laugh softly and begin fixing my dress."So you'd maybe want to do this another time?"His footsteps move closer."Sure."I feel him gently zip up my dress."I won't be in New York as often," he continues, "but whene
I heard the door open, but I'm a bit taken back by who enters. Liam closes it behind him and comes over to me."Hey love." He grins."Hi...""Are you ok? I saw you absolutely owning my father." He jokes."Yeah I'm all good."He walks over and holds onto my hands in my lap."So, how does it feel to be fucking the Boss of the Italian mob?"I smile and look up at him. He has that look in his eyes. Surely enough, he kisses me intensely.I guess he doesn't know that Javier will be here any second. I try to pull away, but of course he doesn't let me. The door opens before I can warn him. At least that gets him to stop and turn around."Oh..." Liam mumbles."How long has this been going on?" Javier asks."A long time..." I admit."And when I was at your place?""I fucked her in that boxing ring the second you left." Liam says proudly. I wish he didn't put it like that, but strangely enough, I just want him more."So he knew?" He asks me.I stood up and walk closer to him."I'm sorry if you a
Many people laugh, but I'm just a little confused. I have no idea what he's about to say."But that phrase, it is embedded deeper in our history than you'd think. Julius Caesar...historic Roman born dictator who lead for five years before his assassination in 44 BC. You're probably wondering what this has to do with anything, because of course this was centuries ago... But perfidy, however, has been strategy for just as long."I actually know that word. It means betrayal..."You see, Julius Caesar was stabbed twenty three times by his own senators. You can't even begin to fathom the impression that degree of disloyalty would leave on you, especially on your death bed."Hayes looks at me, stunned, "Have you heard this?" He whispers.I slowly shake my head. I don't have to express how concerned I am for him to tell.I check out the table full of all our friends. Nat is the only one there who isn't impressed.There's just a proud smirk across his face."Of course, Julius Caesar didn't
I arrived on his fucking arm. My hand was rested on his suit jacket while we got beamed with curious eyes. A ballroom filled with hundreds awaited him. The girl on his arm was just a bonus.Each table is assigned to it's respective group, holding eight chairs for them. They're dressed with silky white cloth and elegant decor. Hints of gold make the room feel a lot more exquisite.An elevated stage is set up along the back wall.There's just a microphone on it, but it really doesn't need much else if that's what Liam will be displayed on.Dresses of all sorts of colors and fashions liven up the white. Most are much more beautiful than mine considering I just kept it simple. Of course my body was still taken note of as we entered. I did everything I could not to steal from Liam’s light.Mr. Luca put me at table 4, the one with our alliance leaders. I don't know if he sat me away from all of my friends out of spite, but I don't mind. I was able to have fun at their table beforehand anywa
That almost feels psychotic, but I guess it's just a scary phenomenon they face."Besides, isn't your fault. Nobody will put blame on you because you only own the place on paper. Jared is the face of it all." Nat says."I-I know. It's just the principle of it." I sniff."Are you ok?" Nat asks me.I gently shake my head, causing a tear to tall.He wipes my cheek with his pinky, the only finger not doused in blood. I take a few breaths and calm down."Where are we even going??" I ask after realizing this isn't the way home."The doctor we pay. They're in a private office so it will be lowkey. We can't take him into a hospital without them getting the police.""Okay." I say to convince myself it will be alright.We stay silent for a little longer trying to comprehend this nightmare."Why did you need the bullets?""We have a guy who can process them. We'll know more information about the gun, which can lead us to who did it.""Yeah but don't you know already??""I- I don't." He chokes.
Today is the day I can finally get my Mafia out of the gutter. The casino opens at 7:00 PM, so I get to see it all firsthand. Liam is driving Nat and I there right now."Do you think this outfit is okay?" I ask."You probably should've asked that before we left." Nat jokes."Well is it?""Yes babe. Pants really suit you.""I would've thought you prefer skirts Liam."Nat says."Nah. She can actually open her legs in these.Nothing is restricting them.""That's what I've been saying! How the hell am I supposed to walk in those pencil skirts?? You can barely move your thighs in them, not to mention the uncomfortable way you have to sit-They're both snickering, and now I realize what he meant."Liam!!" I exclaim, hitting his arm from the backseat."The pants also make your ass look very nice."He smirks."Agreed." Nat laughs."Don't make me come up there!" I snap."Yeah Nat. Her legs are her biggest weapon."He parks on the side of the street in front of an expensive building. Inside is
I wouldn't be shocked if Cesar is still doing hits.He wasn't as close as the rest of us. His ego sweltered once he became as strong as he did He liked the bloodshed because he feltpowerful. Last I heard he is somewhere in Russia.I hear sniffling next to me, so I look over at Nara. She's crying..
I haven't seen her for five days. Five days that life hasn't provided the joy that I'm used to. The world is missing the little spark of happiness I've had over the last couple of months. It's a good reminder of the shell I used to be.I've spent every day thinking about her, but not in the ways I
Get up Nara...Get up!"GET THE FUCK UP!" Malcom screams.My eyes fly open. I sit up as fast as possible, and Malcom is at the door."Make yourself presentable. We get on the plane in an hour."He leaves the room. I look outside at the still dark sky. It has to be six in the morning or something.T
"GET THE FUCK OUT!" I yell.He looks scared. He frantically gets up and sprints out of the door, leaving it open behind him.I sink to the floor and sit against the wall. My shaking hands drop the gun. I, was raped... I was just fucking raped. I know every way to defend myself. I could have protec







