*** Ava ***
Now that my adrenaline had finally started to wear off I was able to fully take in my surroundings, but more importantly I could now really take in the man standing before me and well...
Damn...
I'm not going to lie, I had seen my fair share of attractive guys and hell if I'm being really honest I'd fucked many of them too, but this guy standing before was something else.
It took every inch of willpower I had within me not to gasp or drool like a pathetic love sick teenager. Instead of showing this man exactly what affect he was having on me I made sure to keep my back straight and head held high as I continued to hold his steely glare.
This man was without a doubt one of the most handsome men I'd ever seen in my life, although calling him handsome didn't seem like I was doing him justice. From his square jawline that looked like it could cut granite to his deliciously caramel skin that only made his perfectly straight, white teeth stand out even more. Those deep chocolate brown eyes sucked you in but it wasn't the colour that got me hooked, it was the complete lack of emotion behind them and the dangerously dark aura that surrounded him made my core tingle with excitement.
Like I said, it wasn't just his gorgeous appearance that had my stomach in knots, it was the way that he carried himself. I had only been in the mans presence for a brief moment but I could already feel the extreme power that he exuded from each and every pore. His sheer presence alone absolutely dominated the room and everyone in it and I knew without a doubt he would have the same effect no matter where he went.
'Well Mia?' his deep voice prompted, his question was directed to the beautiful girl tucked into his side while his eyes were still locked firmly on mine.
At the sound of his voice I finally tore my eyes away from his intense gaze and slowly scanned the room. It was only now that I had realised that everyone except for the ridiculously sexy man before me, the two men in suits who were no longer pointing their guns at me, Pete, the pretty girl I now knew was named Mia and the still unconscious gangster were the only ones left here with me.
'He... that man over there' Mia started off in a shaky voice as she pointed down to the bloodied mess on the floor 'well he wouldn't leave me alone, no matter how many times I said no' she continued on in a soft voice as she tried to fight back the tears but no matter how hard she seemed to try the tears fell freely down her pretty face.
Before she could continue the man nodded his head to one of the other suits, the slightly smaller man must have understood the silent order as he stepped past me and yanked the guy off the floor and shoved him roughly onto one of the bar stools, where his still unconscious body slumped against the bar.
The incredibly gorgeous man didn't seem to move even an inch but I watched on as his eyes took in every movement of the scene playing out before us.
'Continue' the man in charge spoke again, seemingly satisfied that the threat was still neutralised. The absolute power that radiated from him as his words shattered the intense silence that hung over our heads sent pleasurable shivers up and down my spine.
Mia sucked in a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut before starting her story again, I watched as she struggled to find her voice and not being able to stand seeing her in pain any longer I decided to cut in.
'And I told him to fuck off' I interrupted in a matter of fact tone.
'Is that a fact' the man replied cocking his head to the side with what I could only call a smirk, well his version of a smirk anyway.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/253383955-288-k5072.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
Mafia Queen
Storie d'amoreLuca Rossi has everything a man could want - money, power and most importantly respect. The dangerous mafia king rules his empire with an iron fist, leaving a trail of dead bodies and powerful enemies in his wake. However with his devilish good look...