Glass flew as people screamed, panic engulfed everyone, some lay dead bullet holes riddled their body.
My hand flew to the gun hoisted at my thigh.
"Vera" my brother shouted
"I'm fine" I shouted back
My eyes frantically searched the room for two things, enemies and Iliana.
I heard my brother and father barking orders at the guards that now flooded in demanding to know what the fuck happened.
I called out the closest group of them and gave instructions to find Iliana. As fast as they left I was tackled to the floor, pain shot through the arm where I landed but I quickly recovered and was on my feet.
A muscular hand swung at me I dodged and grabbed a hold of the man trying to take me down, using all my might I flipped him over and the knocked the wind out of him, he couldn't move but I did not have time to celebrate victory I moved onto the next man coming to his rescue, my gun fired, hitting his leg then while he dropped to his knees I placed a shot between his eyes his lifeless body slumped down.
When I turned around to locate more enemies my shoulder was overtaken from pain I screamed out as a bullet hit me. I spun to the left where it came from and saw the culprit I raised my gun ready to pull the trigger but my kill was stolen by my the mystery man I saw in gym that day.
"Ma'am are you okay?"
I told him I was shot but fine joining him back to back we scanned the area I looked at the corpses that carpeted the not to long glistening tiles trying to locate if any of our men were among them before I could get the chance though darkness engulfed me.
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I awoke to my shoulder bandaged and fuck ton of pain, I winced as I sat up in my bed and was greeted by a gratifying view. The man that stole my kill sat on the floor of my room, head thrown back onto the sofa, shirt slightly unbuttoned to reveal a hard chest, his arms and biceps were nothing short from sexy they were littered with small scars and his veins were visible. His curly brown hair lay on his face covering his eyes, he had a sharp jawline covered with a simple stubble, pink lips and a slightly crooked nose.
I greedily drank in this man's beauty I could not take my eyes off him, the way he looked in the dark while he slept was nothing like how the looked the first day I saw him.
"You're going to burn holes into my face gattina" (kitten)
I jumped a bit at the sudden comment
And if it couldn't get any better his voice was husky ,deep, sensual.
"Oh I didn't know you were awake, sorry" I mumbled.
A blush creeping up to my ears as I realized he knew I was staring, I silently cursed myself.
I broke the silence by asking,
"Did you bring me here?"
"Mhm" he hummed
"And bandaged my shoulder?"
"Mhm"
"You stayed here all night"?"
"Mhm"
My irritation creeping up on me,
"Do you say anything else but Mhm" I said semi- harshly
"Mhm" he hummed again
I scoffed and he laughed which caught me by surprise, his laugh was deep and genuine it made my heart flutter in ways which I did not understand.
I cleared my throat "Well urm thank you uh.." I didn't know his name, I internally face palmed.
"August" he said realizing I was waiting on a name "August Giovanni Alessi"
I raised my eyebrows, "Well okay August Giovanni Alessi thank you for taking care of me" I hopped off the bed and extended my hand, meaning to shake his "Verena Di Genova but you probably already knew that."
He chuckled "I did."
He took my hand in his large ones and brought it up to his lips, he kissed the back of my hand while looking directly into my eyes. His brown eyes bore into mine then fluttered down observing my body, I felt heat pooling at my core from his gaze.
I regained my senses and turned around to hide my reddening face,
"Well I'm about to take a shower, you can see yourself out I'm sure"
I walked towards the bathroom feeling his eyes on my ass, he let out a subtle whistle and I slammed the bathroom door in his face.
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An Empire of Guns and Lies (18+)
General Fiction#10 in Mafia Romance- 10/11/21 #8 in Italian Mafia - 5/1/22 Verena Di Genova is the daughter of the Italian mafia, coming from a tragic past she had no intentions on playing the damsel in distress, she also swore on her mother's grave to never love...