Deceptive love

4

After what felt like the longest night of my life, I flung myself over the grey sheets of my bed.

The slippery bastard gave us a lovely surprise once we had entered his office, he held one of the children he had captured at gunpoint and insisted that we should give in and obey his demands. Unlucky for him I never miss, so before he could utter another word from his cruel mouth I shot him straight in the centre of his skull leaving him dead and the child safe.

"You know you never did tell me about how your 'undercover' mission was going," Zasha scoffs as she slumps on my bed beside me with a mouth full of what looked like popcorn.

"You know me, everything's working out perfectly." I answer helping myself to whatever she was eating.

"My dad told me you met a boy."

"Of course he told you that," I mutter under my breath rolling my eyes. "It's Giuseppe's son"

"Since when does Giuseppe have a son?" she questions, "God his poor wife must be miserable."

"You know Dante doesn't even seem that bad."

"So his name's Dante?" she splutters lifting her head off my pillow, "Since when do you actually like a boy."

"I don't like him," I curse angrily, taken back at the words that just left her mouth.

"Hmmm you keep telling yourself that but it's written all over your face," she says almost proudly. "Is he hot?"

I throw a pillow at her head and boisterously tackle her to the ground.

"No," I practically yell.

"Chat shit," she screams throwing me over her body, pinning me underneath her.

"He isn't," I shriek, "He's fucking ugly as fuck." I swiftly manoeuvre myself from underneath her catching her arms and forcefully placing them behind her back.

"You're no fun," she pouts into my wooden floor.

I fall back laughing.

I win bitch.

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