-Greyson's POV-
I woke up to Vanessa still sleeping soundly in my arms. She is completely on top of me with her arms around my neck and her head buried in the crook of my neck.
The sun shining through the living room windows warmed the both of us up.
I began lightly tracing circles on her back while placing a soft kiss to the side of her head. She groaned quietly and lifted her head from my neck, her eyes still closed.
"What time is it?" He mumbled, dropping her head back down. I glanced at my watch, seeing that it was 10 o'clock.
"10," I answered simply. She groaned again and lifted her head up. I released my grip on her and she stood from the couch.
"I'm going to go change," she mumbled as she walked out of the living room.
When she came back in she told me there was an extra toothbrush in the bathroom upstairs and that I could use it. I nodded and headed where she told me to go.
After I finished I walked back downstairs just as my phone started ringing. I cursed under my breath and answered.
"Che cosa?" I hissed into the phone. Vanessa looked at me curiously but I couldn't help but let my eyes roam her body. She had changed into an oversized t-shirt and sports shorts. Her hair was still messy so she clearly hadn't brushed it and her lips looked plump and pouty.
"I have a lock on the kid," Luke responded, instantly catching my interest.
"Where?" My eyes never left Vanessa and I watched as she grew confused.
"A rundown gas station on the east side," he continued, giving me an exact location.
"I owe you one amico," I said once he finished telling me what I needed to know, including this punks name, home address, and practically the kids whole life story.
"Don't you forget it," he laughed, "Watch yourself King, this guy is still armed." I rolled my eyes at his statement and scoffed.
"I know what I'm walking into Anderson," my tone was light but still serious enough that he knew I wasn't messing around.
"I can come with you," he said, "it's been a while since I've tortured someone."
"Sure why not," I shrugged. "I'll meet you there." I hung up as Vanessa walked over to me.
"Is everything ok?" She asked, placing her arm on my shoulder. I nodded, placing my arms around her waist and pulling her to me.
"Everything is just fine," I murmured, placing my lips against hers. She sighed into my mouth, wrapping her arms around my neck. I pulled away and rested my head against hers.
"You have to go don't you,"There was a hint of disappointment in her voice when she spoke.
"Yes I do," I nodded. She sighed and reluctantly unwrapped her arms from my neck. I frowned at the loss of contact which caused her to giggle.
"Well you better get going Mr. King," she said, pushing away from me.
I left her house, hopped in my car and began driving to the address Luke gave me. I realized it was pretty close to Vanessa's house which didn't sit well with me. I hadn't realized she lived on the border of the bad side of town.
I pulled into the gas station parking lot, Luke's car was already sitting there. We got out of our cars at the same time and began walking towards the entrance to the building.
"I'll cover the front, you take you back," I said, nonchalantly pulling my gun out and checking the clip. Luke nodded and began walking around back.
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Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)
RomanceOrcus Book One This story consists of an age gap, and a jealous, possessive, and protective male lead. if you don't like it, don't read. This will be your only warning. Vanessa Miller is a 17 year old American student who went on a trip to Italy as...