Chapter 4: Marco

"Are you awake?" A manly voice asked a sleeping Jilly who woken up from her beauty sleep.

"Hmm." Jilly hummed. She slept peacefully on the soft and comfortable bed. She loved his bed too much. The bed is just like the one they used to sleep on when they were kids.

"Do you enjoy my bed so much than my presence?" He asked and let out a chuckled.

"Yes," Jilly replied hoarsely, typical someone who just woke up.

"If I have a girlfriend, she will be mad seeing you in my bed and enjoying it way too much." He said, still keeping an eye on Jilly whose wrapped in a blanket.

"Well, too bad Mr. Almighty, you have none," Jilly replied sarcastically. She sat up slowly and stretched her body. "Ah... I feel like swimming today." She said out of the blue.

"What? Are you in your right mind?" He asked out of surprise. How could she have thought of going swimming right after she woke up? "Right, you just woke up. Of course, your mind is still clouded. Don't say nonsense like that."

"I am not, Marco. Let's jump off the cliff." Jilly emphasized every word. Because she was dead serious. She shot him a glare to shut him up and just to agree with her wish.

"No..." Marco rejected her wish softly.

"Marco! I'll fucking cut your dick off if you refused me." Jilly threatened him, glaring at him.

"I don't want to go swimming, Jilly. It's too cold today. I turned off the air conditioning, did you noticed?" Marco pointed out to the wall where his air conditioning is placed. Jilly followed where he was pointing at and he was right. She felt cool and thought it was the air conditioning.

"Your ex had been calling you non-stop. I picked it up, at last, so he stopped calling. He doesn't know me, does he?" Marco asked. From the voice itself, Marco can tell that Cayne was mad. But, he enjoyed the moment very much.

"I would never kiss and tell," Jilly replied and shrugged.

"That's what I love about you." He winked and got up from the chair. He walked up to her and kissed her on the lips. Then, he walked away to go to the bathroom.

After Marco is gone, Jilly puts her dress back on which was at the end of the bed. She got off the bed and tied her hair up in a bun. She walked to the balcony where Marco was sitting. He had a marvelous house by the coast, a different one from his parents'. His balcony is facing the blue sea and it was always mesmerizing whenever Jilly come to visit.

But, her visit is not always pure a visit. His father hired Jilly to do some work and Jilly never refused his offer. His offer is too intriguing to be missed.

This visit is an exception. She came here to visit Marco and the family to get away from New York for a while. She wanted to try to be okay and accepted what had come her way. From the beginning, she knew his reputation. She knew how he was and how he worked.

"Are you going to shower?" Marco came out of the bathroom, looking so wet and fresh. The water is still dripping from his hair, but he is fully clothed. Too bad, Jilly didn't come close to be obsessed with him. They are just casually together. They had a stronger bond than just a friend.

"Of course. I should look good wherever I am." Jilly replied and he smiled, agreed with her. At this moment, he would do anything to make her happy. He never really experienced a heartbreak, but seeing her looked so down which she barely does sadden him and sympathized for her.

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"You don't have a job for me, Marcus?" Jilly suddenly asked as she put her breakfast into her mouth. Marcus didn't find it disrespectful, he is used to her reckless behavior.

"No, Jilly. I don't have anyone to kill for now." Marcus replied, then he shot his son a look in asking what is going on with Jilly. This was the first she ever asked for a job to him. Usually, he had to reach out to her and the list was never short.

"Well, too bad. I am feeling like shooting a bullet spree." She munched on her food in front of a mafia don. There are only the three of them in the dining room. They are just talking about business here and there, so that was why his mother isn't present. But, she made the food for Jilly and she thanked her a bunch for that.

"You know, I always waited for your call. You are my biggest link to my job." Jilly continued.

"What do you mean? I always called you first. It's just, you never put me last, Jilly." Marcus frowned at her complaint. She pouted at him. That kind of true, she was not the only one who managed her calls, Katherine helped.

"Did you enjoy your breakfast?" Marcus asked her.

"Yes."

"Okay. I have to go now, enjoy your day." Marcus got up from the chair and left the room. Jilly turned her head quickly to Marco.

"Is he going to work?" She whispered.

"Of course," Marco replied.

"Should we follow him?" She continued to whisper like she was planning a big game to achieve.

"No, we should never do that or he will kill me." Marco replied, emphasized the 'me'. He even gave her a look to not crossed his father. So, he could have a peaceful life or relationship in the future.

"You're such a baby." Jilly rolled her eyes in a bored manner. She's being silly, why would she follow a mafia don to work? Or even spying on him. Maybe, because she wanted to feel the rush.

"This baby made you satisfied last night. Because you got addicted to him after the first taste." Marco proudly pointed to himself.

"Right, I would never bang you if you're not so handsome and guarantee of satisfaction. After all, I would never sleep with a random guy." Jilly suddenly became sad. Pictures of him and his first love flashed in her mind. "It hurts, Marco. It will always be."

"Don't cry, Jilly. You have built yourself to be a strong woman. Don't let him crumble your walls and turn you into dust." It pained him to see a strong woman like Jilly who grew up along with him hurting because of a man who couldn't love her right.