A/N-this book is almost over, in the next few weeks, y'all will be getting good juicy ass chapters filled with drama and some time skips, but the ending is worth it I promise. I'm changing my uploading schedule from every other day to most likely Wednesdays and Fridays, for the sake of school. I'll do some surprise chapters etc, but if you guys want the best of my writing, that's how you're gonna get it.
"Luca I cant see!" I yelled out, tripping over the 5th rock today.
"Just a few more minutes baby, we're almost there."
We'd been walking for about 20 minutes and I was already fed up. This surprise better be worth it.
Luca uncovered my eyes and I saw the most beautiful sight.
It was my dream car, G wagon, red interior, white exterior, perfect tires, like a dream.
I screamed out in joy and hugged Luca tightly.
"I'm having it shipped to Barcelona when we go. This is an early wedding gift, the next one will be better."
"I feel bad, I cant get you anything."
"Your presence is enough for me baby. I love being around you." Luca said, staring into my eyes.
He passionately kissed me, taking his time. He wrapped his hands around my waist gently squeezed me.
"You make me happy, Astrid gastano." He said, looking into my eyes.
His pearly white teeth showed when he smiled down at me, and I returned the gesture.
"Let's go have some fun baby."
There was a helicopter in the distance, preparing us to take us over LAa for a tour. It was windy and my heart-rare increased. Luca sensed I was scared and held my waist tightly.
We held hands and got strapped into the helicopter, putting on our earpieces and belts.
Luca was laughing and giggling at my fright. He made my stress go away with his smile. He was just so handsome, so perfect.
Perfectly imperfect.
We landed in a field, where there was another table set up with tattoo supplies.
Why are they giving tattoos outside?
"I want us to have matching tattoos. I know it's tacky as hell, but I want something else that binds us together."
"As long as it's a rose, I'm down."
Luca got a tattoo of a rose on his hand, not even flinching in pain. He also got my name below his ear.
I got a large rose in between my boobs, which Luca was hesitant about, since the artist was male, but calmed his nerves eventually. I got Luca's name on my foot, with a gun attached to the A.
Luca seemed the happiest I've ever seen him. I guess this time away from the mafia shit made his mental health better. I'm honestly happy for him.
This is one of the only times he's actually not a dick to me, he's starting to grow on me. He makes me feel a type of love you can't get at home, a type of love that you specifically have to earn.
We walked to the jewelers store. He wanted to spoil me as much as he can,z to make up for the time he would be gone when he attends to business.
He got me diamond earnings, a snake necklace, and all sorts of other things that were obviously out of my price range.
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"Luca! Slow down! I'm out of breath." I yelled out.
Luca was running back to the penthouse, instead of driving. He thought it would be fun, but I was struggling.
This man really had a high ass stamina. I wonder what type of steroids he takes.
I haven't seen him workout in a while, but he was still really strong.
Odd
"Just get on my back or something!" He yelled out.
I quickly jumped onto him, and he kept up a steady pace.
Paparazzi followed us in vans and cars, asking us about the whole sex thing. Luca promised me he would get it cleared up, but I don't know how long that'll take.
We arrived at the penthouse, to an empty house. Dearra was gone until tonight for this little show thing, so it was just me and Luca.
Sienna had texted me, going crazy, about the sex tape. She was proud that I was getting it on, but felt bad that the whole world had saw.
"I'm gonna go take a shower. I smell like crap." I said.
"I'll cook us some chili. We can watch a movie or something." Luca said.
I started the shower, and lathered myself up in expensive soap. I made it my priority to wash my hair today, it had too much buildup. I felt like I was in the shower for an eternity. Conditioning took about out an hour.
I put my hair into 6 braids, then made a bun on the top of my head.
Ad I was getting dressed in my clothes, Luca barged into the bathroom.
"Chili's ready baby." He said, coming up to me.
He smelt like body wash. I knew he had taken a shower without me.
Bitch.
"You look incredibly delicious right now." He said, kissing my neck.
"You would be tasting this deliciousness if you would've taken a shower with me, but that's your fault." I said, slipping on a sweatshirt.
My phone started rapidly ringing, it was my mom.
"Fuck fuck fuck, oh my god." I said, nervously.
I threw the phone somewhere, and Luca caught it.
"Answer it, I cannot face her right now!" I yelled out.
"Hello?" Luca said.
"Where the fuck is my daughter Luca, you ruined my whole family name with that stunt you pulled." She yelled.
"She's in the shower right now, don't wanna disturb her right?" He chuckled out.
"Your lucky we signed that contract, if we didn't, the Italians would be on your ass right now."
"As fucking if. Your listen to me closely woman. I'm the most powerful man you'll ever have contact with, don't test me. I'll make your life a living hell." Luca spat, like venom.
I couldn't believe how he was acting. It was honestly scary, like he was actually mad.
He hung up the phone and made his way to the couch.
He turned on a couple of movies for us to watch, and got me a bowl of chili.
"Your mom is a bitch." He finally said.
"I know, but she's gonna be your mother in law soon. Just respect her, for me. I don't wanna hear her mouth." I pleaded.
"I'll try."
We sat for hours, playing around, watching movies, and cuddling.
Dearra ran into the penthouse and told us to start getting ready for the night show. Luca dressed in a white dress shirt and black slacks, I matched him with a black mini dress, and clear heels.
I need a style change.
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A/N- sorry for not updating lately, a lot of stuff has been going on and I'm just trying to anchor myself down. I hope you guys are having a good year, I love you all, peace out
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