The deadliest daughter of the Italian Mafia boss is completing missions, Seducing and killing men when her most hated enemy walks into her life and is told to do nothing about it.
Will Caterina De Luca do as she's told or will she disobey her order...
I start to giggle to how ironic this is. Of course the famous Ricardo Valentino wants to be my escort. Did it have to be 10 million.
Men and the egos honesty.
I walk off the stage and hide at the bar.
"Hello princesa" a Spanish voice said from behind me. I turn around on my heel and Ricardo was in front of me smirking.
He was wearing a suit like he normally does with two buttons undone and his hair was gelled.
(What He was wearing)
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"Wipe that grin off your face Valentino before I cut it off" a deep chuckle bounced off his chest and got closer and lent to my ear and whispers "play nice now princesa, don't want to do what we did last year." His warm breath sent goosebumps down my spine. "You also owe me a dance" he lent back from my ear takes my whisky i ordered and drinks it all.
He holds out his hand and I take it knowing if I didn't he would start something he wouldn't be able to finish and plus I can't do what I did last year.
We walk up to the dance floor and he puts both hands on my waist and I put mine on his shoulders and we being to slow dance around the floor with the other girls that had been auctioned on.
"Seems like you can't dance" he says "what do you mean" I reply with anger and extreme annoyance in my tone. "You supposed to be closer" he says as he pushes my hips closer to his so there was no gap between us and a weird sensation filled my stomach. "Your pushing you luck Ricardo, don't test me because I will kill you" He laughs and runs his hand over my hip and feels the knife I had stored in the side of my dress and tuts "tut tut tut, you know you can't have weapons tonight" I look up at him and take one hand off his shoulder and trace my fingers around his belt till I reach the gun he had tucked in the back.
I grin and say "looks like you know no better" he chuckled and I felt his chest vibrate through mine. He bents down a little and softly says while spinning me around "look in the left pocket of my jacket and slowly take out the thing in there make sure no one sees it." I do as he said and pull out the knife I had stabbed him in the thigh with. The one that matches Natasha's. "Ricardo if you wasn't such a dickhead I might like you for what you just did, but it seems that my hatred for you still flows in my blood" I smile. He grabs the knife off me and puts his hand underneath the fabric of my dress where the slit starts and slides it in with the other knife was. His hand grazing over my skin made me suck in a little breath. Ricardo saw what his touch did so he let his hand linger a little longer that it should have. "I will bite your fingers off if you don't keep them to yourself." I say with a cute smile.
The music for the slow dance slowly starts to fade and Ricardo spins me for the last time and then he grabs my thigh and he leans me back for one last move. He swings me back up with his hand still holding my thigh and we were an inch from each other's faces. I clear my throat and stand back from him. "Thank's for the dance, and the knife" I walk away to go and talk to Natasha.
"That was hot" she said while passing me a cocktail. "It was a dance, it doesn't change the fact that I want to rip his nose off with my teeth" she chuckles and we both start to drink the whole bar dry.
2am came and the party ended. Me and Natasha walk out of the ball and went into the Bentley and waited for mother and father to get there.
The Bentley got driven to the runway and we all got onto the jet and went back to Italy.
