Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

"Why Scotland?" Enzo huffed getting off of the private get at Edinbrugh airport. "It's cold, rainy, damp, and fucking freezing!" I rolled my eyes, walking to the passenger side of the black range rover that we hired.

"You just gave me the same reasons in different words." I scolded. Our bags where put into the trunk of the car. Once our bags where in, Enzo drove out of the airport grounds and pulled up beside the airport.

"You better have a place for us to stay Myla." Enzo said chittering. "I do...and maybe if you would have wore more layers you wouldn't be freezing your ass off right now." He glared at me as I smirked pulling a map out of my bag.

I furrowed my brows looking at the map turning it in 360 to work-out where we were. "You don't know how to read a map?" Enzo chuckled. "Of-course I do! I'm just trying to...yeah I don't know." I dropped the map and shrugged.

"Let's just drive until we see a sign for a stop station." Enzo pulled off down the road and took the first left.

We drove for around 40 minutes. We passed by buildings and 'famous' statues. For the first time in a long time I was happy, I felt like everything I wanted in life I was getting.

It was Enzo and I together. Sure, I would have preferred to be with my whole family. My mother and father are in the clear and will reaper out to the mafia world. Vincent and Maria are taking a break of their own. Luna and Luca are busy dealing with their new baby boy. Angelina and Matteo are still waiting on their baby arriving which should be any day now.

As for my step sister Sky...I don't care what she does. Sure, I haven't given her a real chance yet but I hoped that I she would have left our lives again.

I don't see that happening any time soon though. Not that I care, I'm too busy being happy.

It wasn't long before we seen a rest station. It was a gas station/food stop. Enzo pulled into the lot and put gas in the car. I hoped out and waited for him to finish.

We went in and payed for the gas then walked into the food parlour next door. "We need to ask some one how to get to Glasgow. That's where our house is." I smiled turning to Enzo. "How did you mange to get us a house that quick?" We walked into the food hall and stopped once we seen the mini markets and multiple fast food resturants.

"When you told me that we could go anywhere I wanted. I thought about Scotland. I've heard about all the different islands and stuff and thought it would be fun. Plus, after extensive research I found out about Glasgow. Do you know how famous that place is?" Enzo smirked, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.

"If its possible, you just got even sexier." I reached up placing a kiss on his lips. "It is absoultley possible." We walked hand in hand round the food hall, not stopping for anything since we weren't hungry.

We watched an older couple who where talking and reading a news paper together. "Excuse me?" I interrupted. "Yes dear?" His thick Scottish accent sprung. "Sorry to interrupt. I was just wondering if you knew how to get Glasgow? We're only just here and have no clue where to go." The man furrowed his brows. "Honey, your in Glasgow." His wife said.

"Oh." I cleared my throat and turned to Enzo who was smirking at my obliviousness. "Myla, I think that was give away." He pointed to the sign above my head reading Glasgow.

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the couple giving them an apologetic smile and then to Enzo.

"Let's go see our house." I chimed.

***

Enzo and I arrived at the new house. It was nothing like what we had lived in in the past. However still big. It was 3 stories high, 6 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, a huge kitchen, and sitting room. Along with a yard that went on for miles.

Enzo already sounded like a normal guy talking about building a summer house in the yard. I couldn't help but laugh at him. "So you like our house?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows at him. "I do. Although, I'm not so sure how your going to act to being an in-house woman." I shrugged dropping my bag on the floor as Enzo circled his arms round my waist.

"Meh, I'll get used to it." I hoped and begged that that was true. I wanted to love living away from the mafia for this short amount of time. I know that eventually we will go back. But when? Are we going back in a year? Or ten years?

Fuck I cant think like that! I need to enjoy my time with Enzo just us. Alone with no one to get ino our way.

No Fabiano.

That fucker should have been killed a long time ago.

He should have died the first time I ever had him.

Regardless he's gone now. From what the mafia world knows Enzo and I are still running our mafias and still at home in Italy.

My parents will stay in Monaco for a while longer. I hoped that maybe one day Enzo and I could live in Monaco. Maybe even keep it as a vacation home.

A fucking expensive vacation home but still.

"Come on, lets go buy a sofa or some shit." Enzo said lifting me and throwing me over his shoulder. I couldn't help but giggle.

This was our life.