Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

His lips moved to mine strong and firm. Something in me knew this was wrong and I couldn't let it happen, but for the most part, I wanted to feel his touch on me. His strong hands roam round my body.

He moved his hand from my cheek to my hair pulling me forward to deepen the kiss. His tongue grazed my lip and something in me wanted him. I gave him access, allowing his tongue and mine to intertwine.

Without pulling away I placed my glass on the arm of the couch beside me. He wrapped his hand around my thigh and pulled me over to straddle him. I straddled his lap as his hands roamed over my body. The kiss only became more passionate. Both of us fighting for dominance in the make out session.

Enzo pulled away from my lips and trailed kisses down my neck. I moved my head to the side allowing him more access as I bit my lip containing my moans. "Um-E-Enzo." I barely got my words out before a soft moan escaped my lips.

"I-I think we should...um-" Enzo pulled away from my neck and sat breathlessly. "We could just do this once and get it out of our system." I eye him up and down still straddling him. "You don't think it would complicate things?" I asked finally gaining my normal breathing.

"It won't complicate things. We just need all the built-up hate and tension between us to disappear."

I can't believe I'm actually considering this right now. I hate this guy. More than words can describe I can't have sex with him. It's too risky.

Not to mention I've been drinking and so has he. One of us needs to keep our thinking heads on.

I stand up off of him making him groan in annoyance. I grabbed my whiskey and my shoes. I gave him a once over and walked up the stairs leaving him alone.

Lord give me strength!

Enzo Romano

I deserve a fucking medal for not taking her right there on the coffee table. Just because you hate someone doesn't mean you don't find them attractive.

I hate the way she makes my dick twitch. since when has a bitch ever done that to me. I threw my head back and watched her reflection walking up the glass staircase. Every part of her is perfect; her features match her face perfectly, her baby blue eye could light up a dark room, her tanned skin, perfect tits, perfect ass. As much as I hate to admit it. She smart too.

Quick to think, not afraid of pain or danger. I send some of my best guys on jobs and they can't do the shit she can.

Hell, she got shot a week ago and she's already up and walking in a dress and heels.

I stood up and walked off to Mario's office where I had been working this past week.

Since my father and mother had decided to take a trip to NYC to stay in one of our Penthouses and Mario and Selena were on their yacht somewhere in the Caribbean, it's myself who had been doing all the work from Narco.

Not that Myla could do much considering she was on bed rest.

I don't like to sleep much it takes time away from the business. I sat down on Mario's large leather chair and opened my laptop. I sat down and checked through papers where I heard a loud bang.

I stood up immediately and took my gun from the desk. One of my men Gerry ran in. "Sir, the Russian!" He breathed heavily. I already knew what was happening. "I want everyone now!" Gerry ran off to get the men ready. I texted Matteo and Luca.

Mafia Gang 😈🔫

Enzo: "The Russians are attacking"
**now**

Luca: "I'll be down in a minute"
**now**

Matteo: "I'm napping 😣"
**now**

I rolled my eyes and soon enough I heard Angelina shouting at Matteo. I walked out of my office and towards the amo room.

Myla was already in there in a short silk baby blue night dress, with her long brown hair flowing down her back. "Took you long enough" she smirked taking out a Colt M4 Carbine gun and strapped 2 Beretta 92's to her thigh.

"Let's go Romano" she moved past me patting my shoulder. I grabbed 2 Colt M4 Carbine guns and headed out behind her. Once we got outside there where two men already walking in through the door. Myla shot one on the heart and the other in the head.

I could here someone behind me, I turned round and 4 guys stood behind me. They started shooting and I quickly ducked behind the couch. Myla jumped in behind me so we where back to back.

"Need some help Romano?" She chuckled. "No! I'm fine." I said stubbornly before standing up and shooting two of the men in the chest. She stood up I yelled. "HEY THEY WHERE MINE!" I rolled my eyes and grabbed her arm pulling her back down. "Let's make this interesting Mendez." She eyed me suspiciously. "What?"

"Who ever takes down the most guys wins. If I win you have to go on a date with me. If you win then you don't simple." She guffawed and I kept my serious expression. "What are you 12?" She joked. I still kept my face serious. "Fine." She challenged.

I smirked standing up, and began shooting. Another 4 men walked in from my direction I shot them all was ease. I looked over to Myla and she stood over 5 bodies lying on the floors held the gun up in her hand waving with it at me.

This little bitch.

Another guy walked round behind her and before she could, I turned shooting him in the stomach.

"5 to 5 Mendez" She rolled her eyes and my men came running in. "It's all clear boss." Nario said. I looked behind him at the rest of my men.

15 of them to be exact;

Liam
Noah
Oliver
William
Eli
James
Gerry
Ethan
Alexander
Henry
Jacob
Michael
Daniel
Logan
Jackson

Each one of them stood gawking over Myla. "H-hey M-Myla" Jacob tried to look like a man but really he looked like a bratty kid.

"Hey. I'm off to bed." She gave a small wave and walked up the stairs. Each of my men followed her long legs walking up the stairs looking through the glass. "Stop being fucking creeps!" I boomed at them.

"All of you wait in my office we need to look over security and see why they where here and how the fuck they got in." I turned and walked down the hall making my way to the office.