Mafia's girl

Everybody leaves

Daily reminder:
Better days are coming, stay strong and know that they ain't shit.
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I took in a deep breath, holy shit.

He loves me?

"You love me?" I asked, suddenly regretting it as I sounded ungrateful.

"I do, I really do and I haven't had the courage to tell you." He replied, sitting straight.

"Well, I love you too." I said, sitting up and connecting our hands together.

His hand tightened around mine, the touch of his soft palm was heavenly.

"You don't have to say it just because I did, I know that you-"

"I mean it, I'm being honest. Parts of me hate you for the past, but I can't help but feel so in love with you." I whispered, his head turned to face mine and our eyes stared into each other's.

He looked shocked, like he wasn't prepared for my reply.

I just said I love you to the guy who messed my life up.

What more could I do right?

"I'm so fucking happy I met you Cordelia, you make me feel so.. alive"

He leaned closer, our faces inches apart. His breath making my skin tingle. His presence making me feel so hot.

His lips suddenly pressed against mine, his kiss was passionate and fiery. He pulled away gently and he stared at me, for a long moment.

"This is what I've always wanted, me and you. Alone. Here. Together." He announced, his words were soft and his face was full of love.

"It's so nice to relax and not have to keep up the act of the boss who kills for a living." He said, I laughed lightly but sighed at the reality.

"I love you so much" I whispered, we both lied down and I rested my head on his soft chest.

The next morning.

I woke up to the sun shining onto my cheek, I looked over to the godly body of a man lying next to me.

I jumped up from bed, then walked into the kitchen. I decided to make him some breakfast, eggs and bacon.

I wanted to make his morning start with something quite... memorable.

I decided to put on a white apron and started to make the bacon, and I was fully nude but it was on purpose.

The last 24 hours have been insane, a man told me he loved me last night. But not just any man, Andre Castillo.

The steam started to rise and the smell of fresh bacon filled the kitchen, I put on one of Olivia rodrigo's new song 'good for you'.

I started to sway my hips to the music and in that moment I felt happy.

So fucking happy that nothing could go wrong right?

"Now this is what a good morning looks like" Andre murmured to himself, he was behind me but I didn't take any notice.

I wanted to tease him, make him wait.

"What's cookin' good lookin' ?" He said, I tried my best not to laugh at his stupid choice of words.

His hands gripped around my hips, then slowly trailed down to my ass. His hands squeezed tighter and his head was resting on my shoulder.

"I'm making breakfast Andre, stop trying to distract me." I whispered, scooping the bacon up and placing it onto the plate. The eggs were also done so I also placed them onto the plate.