𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥: The Mafia Princess

I Trusted You.

(This is now three years later)<3
AUTHOR
"Urgh ugh." Sofia huffed as she sprinted holding a gun in her hand. Running from the fake sirens that had been chasing her. She jumped in the air and roughly fell to the ground with a sharp somersault. She landed on her two feet kneeling. Sofia looked up from her feet as she focused on pointing the gun towards the red target. Her chest jumping up and down as she tried to catch her breath. "Like that?" She says wiping the sweat from her forehead.
"Were these fake sirens really necessary?"

"I am so turned on right now." Matteo jokes looking at her as he grinned.
"Well, you did teach me." She flirted as she got up flipping her hair, walking away swiping her hand across his chest.
She pulled his shirt in and dragged him along the empty ally way.
Sofia looked at him with such desire as she smiled.

Matteo picked her up as they giggled and threw her up against a brick wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she stretches her head upward slowly breathing heavily. Her dragging her lips up and down his neck. "Don't tease me." He said smiling. "Hmm." She replied.

As they aggressively kissed each other in broad daylight, she could feel his hand reach past her legs, up her waist and to her neck. He still had one hand holding her thigh as he gripped onto her throat. He pulled her in with his veiny ring-covered hands as he leaned down to reach her mouth and teased her. He brought his lips down to hers and whispered, "just wait till we get home." "Trust me you'll want to wait." He continues.

"B-But...UGH." Sofia huffed.

they drove home with thick sexual tension between them. Matteo looking at Sofia, Sofia looking at Matteo. Her legs shaking just the thought of his touch, Matteo took one hand and quieted her trembling. He laid his right hand gently on her left thigh.

(The next day) (I'm sorry readers, trying to speed it up so all of you can see the ending!!!! Super exciting and far more less boring.)

Matteo looked at Sofia in awe. The morning sun beamed off of her glowing skin. He'd never seen such a beautiful thing.
"Hmmm. Staring now are we?" Sofia asked as she smiled while just waking up.
"You're just too beautiful, Mi reina."

"Well, yes." She laughed. "And while I may be beautiful, I am starving! What to you want, I'm cooking." She said as she practically skipped out of bed.

"All I want for breakfast is you." He said.
"Rather tempting, Mr. Sanchez!" She flirted as she came back to the bed, kneeling with one knee to reach Matteo for a kiss.
"Oh you called me Mr. Sanchez, you can't leave now sorry." Matteo laughed as he pulled her towards him playfully.

Sofia and Matteo both giggled, laughed as they were truly happy...
"Okay, okay I've gotta go! Where's your shirt, my love?"
"Should be on the floor along with our other clothes." He joked.

"Hm very funny! Okay I'm making pancakes." She said opening his door.

"What the hell?" Sofia asked while buttoning up Matteo's shirt on her back,  her eye caught something wedged in between his door.

"To Sofia?" She asked confused.

"Did you get me something and fail to hide it properly?"
"Not recently, no." He laughed.
For some reason as Sofia opened the envelope she had found in between Matteo's bedroom door, she grew anxious. She wanted to know what was inside but also didn't. All she knew it could have been a simple letter, but something inside her told her otherwise.

"What is it?" Matteo asks laying in bed.

Dear Sofía,
I am so sorry you had to find out this way but if you're reading this, then you have figured out who I really am. Years ago, your father took me in as his own. He raised me and eventually let me in on his mafia secret. He had told me that he had a beautiful baby girl and how nobody could ever find out about you. Later, he had taken in a new family, I got jealous. I killed your mother and started to plan to take over being the next mafia leader.