"Are you sleepy?" Leonardo asked after driving for a while.
"Nope. You?"
"Nah."
"Surprising since neither of us slept the night." I chuckle a little.
"Guess it's just shock from witnessing a car blow up."
"And playing X and O's on a guys chest." I say grinning.
"His chest looked like an ironing board."
I didn't know how to reply. All I did was laugh. I was actually talking to Leonardo Rossetti and he has a freaking humour? I saw him smirk a little.
"How come we didn't fly to Amsterdam?"
"Because you have a fear of flying." He replies taking a haul of his cigarette.
"So you'd rather drive for 3 hours?"
"Rather then have you take a parachute and jump outta the plane."
"I wouldn't do that." I reply chuckling.
"Why do you have a fear of flying?"
"When I was 2 my parents and I went on a flight and it crashed. I just never like flying ever since."
"Guess you faced your fear twice then."
"Guess I did. But I'm still scared as fuck to do it again."
"Are you a full Italian?" I ask.
"Half Italian, half American. You?"
"Same." I reply smiling a little.
As usual everything went silent until he spoke.
"Why do you trust me?" I didn't expect him to ask the question, I didn't even know the answer. I just felt it in my gut that I could.
"I don't know. You asked and I answered truthfully?" I respond shrugging casually.
His phone rang and he held infront of me.
"What?"
"I'm driving how the fuck your expect me to answer?"
"Don't you do it all the time?"
"Yes but now I've got a wife for that."
"Can't you just put it on speaker or something?"
"Don't you get that i'm trying to avoid this call?"
"Why didn't you start with that then." I laugh a little taking the phone.
"Hello...?"
"Laura? Where's Leo?"
It was Francesco.
"Leo? Uhh his actually driving."
"What? Are yourll on your way to the ball?"
"No you see we had to drive to Amsterdam."
"Amsterdam? Why?"
"Were going to meet a mafia leader. It was urgent. Remember the rule? Always be available for Cosa Nostra, even if your wife is giving birth." That knowledge actually came in handy. One of the rules were that always being available for Cosa Nostra was a duty.
"Holy. I actually forgot about that. I'm impressed. Good luck ok?"
"Thank you Mr Rosseee I mean Fransesco." I forgot that he said to call him by his name.
"Hahaha good save dear. You've got too much respect."
With that he hung up and I handed the phone back to Leonardo.
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Dark Desires ✔
RomanceHe was war, She was peace. He was death...but She was life. Leonardo Rossetti. a stone cold killer. They call him the devil. The leader of the biggest and most powerful mafia on this earth. His got everything, looks, power, fame and money but his al...
