"Will you let me take care of you for me, Mi Leona?"

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*Mason*
(A/N:- Surprise, Surprise, surprise!!)

Is my brother ok?

Why isn't he picking up my calls?

Why was he there when Valentina was on a mission?

Is he involved in the Mafia too?

What might Valentina be doing right now?

Does she still hate me?

Does she think of me just like I do?

All of these thoughts have had me occupied for the last two damn months.

I still have not been able to answer any of them.

"Fuck off slut." I growl at the girl with raven hair who was just giving me a lousy blow-job.

It has been 10 minutes already and I have not felt a tinge of pleasure in my body.

She quickly grabs her clothes and scurries away.

I sign.

Yes, I have turned into what I used to be.

A fuckboy.

I can't help it, I just turned back to my old self.

Fucking hell, I want to apologize to Valentina for saying all of those things to her.

I had no fucking right to say those things.

I want to, but she has not come to school for 2 months now and I don't know her whereabouts.

All I know is that her friends have gone out of the country to surprise her and that she has left her school for business.

I miss her honestly.

I was used to her cold stares and chilling voice.

I know that I don't have any chance with her anymore.

I lost it.

But I can still apologize, no?

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*Xavier*

"Do you still love him?" I suddenly ask as Valentina was about to sit on my lap.

She stops midway and back away.

Way to ruin the moment Xavier!

She looks at me for a whole minute, sits on her chair and takes a drag of her Cuban Cigar.

"Why do you ask, love?" She asks, looking in space.

Answer her you bastard!

Fucking hell, why can't she ask me that while sitting on me?

"I just thought that you still loved him." I shrug and look at her, she seems to be deep in thought.

Great.

Now she will ask herself the same damn question and what if the answer is not of my liking?

What will I do then?

"What do you think?" She asks me instead.

I sign and look at her as she blows the smoke sensually from her mouth.

Her mouth forming an O.

Oh, how I want her to make that face when I fuck her raw.

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