Deal with the devil

Chapter 21- papers

Kiara POV:

Celeste left leaving me with Nikoli.

I turn to him with my fork stabbing my food.

Surely that would scare him a bit.

What am I kidding? He's in the fucking mafia.

"Care to share?" I grin

He glanced at me then to my fork.

"First of all, don't break the fucking plate," he looked back and locked his gaze to mine.

"And to answer your question," he almost started laughing.

"Let's just say, they don't like being disturbed when they are busy" his smile widened showing his pearly teeth.

Ew.

I realised what he meant by busy and my muscles tensed.

Seriously?

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We all headed to the base.

Raffe said we need to go over plans for our next distractions.

"Yesterday was good, we need to start making it easier to flow though" Lorenzo bellows.

"For example, a guy walks in right now." He goes over to Celeste and lifts her up from the chair and lifts her chin to his.

"We need to look like we are in love" he slowly lifts her chin up further and then lets go.

Celeste pushes herself away from him and rolls her eyes.

"So I'm just a fucking distraction" she mumbles to herself as she goes to the door.

I follow her out telling them not to come.

"Hey!" I call out to her trying to catch up.

I run over to her and see her...

Crying?

"What? Wait Celeste what happened?" I try calming her down.

She turns into my shoulder and cries softly.

"Why do I care so much," she wipes away her tears but doesn't leave my shoulders.

"If I'm just a fucking distraction" she finally pushes off of me and looks me in the eye.

"Kiara," she turns away.

Shit.

I realised what her words actually meant.

"You like him?." I say more of a statement rather than question.

She nods.

I smile at her and she stares back confused.

"You finally fucking like someone other than book characters!" I raise my voice not loud enough for them to hear.

I wave my hands in the air and laugh. She smiles.

"I really thought you'd hate me for it" she glanced to the floor then back up to me.

I shake my head as I take her hand and go back to the room.

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We left soon to get lunch, at the belladonna.

They owned a fucking lot.

They had bars, restaurants, hotels and mansions crawling the whole city.

The belladonna was a pasta place.

And it was fucking incredible.

"What do they put in this stuff" I shovel a spoonful of pasta into my mouth.

Raffe glances at me and smirks.

Why the fuck is he smirking?

I shake the thought of him out of my head and keep shovelling pasta.

He keeps his eyes onto me and raise my eyebrows in annoyance.

"Are you so desperately in love with me that you can't keep your eyes away" I say finishing my pasta.

"Just noting things down lovergirl" he smiled.

"Now you steal my nickname mr original much" I scoff.

Celeste and Lorenzo were talking the whole way through our little scrabble.

Her eyes were so focused on his. She was examining everything he did.

She was falling hard.

I look back to Raffe who seemed to frown at the sight of his brother.

He turned back now facing me.

We made direct eye contact, both not daring to break it.

Fuck.

I break the contact by quickly sipping my drink.

I down the glass of bubbly liquid and stand up from my chair.

His eyes were still on me.

"Raffe do you have the papers?" My eyes shot towards Lorenzo.

Papers?

Raffe reached down to his side and pulled up a sheet of paper.

He slammed it onto the table.

"Sign it" he slid a pen across the table directly to me.

I read through the paper.

It was about the deal.

Our deal.

"It says, we need to stay with you for at least a year, get married, wait until some 'mission' is complete, then if we please, a divorce" I look up to Celeste.

"And You want me to sign it," I look at both brothers then back to the paper.

"We want you both, so the deal is legal and official, no loop holes" Lorenzo retorts.

I take the pen and press it onto the paper.

I sign it.

I swerve the paper into Celeste's direction and glance up at her.

Surely, signing it was the smart choice.

Right?

Celeste signs the paper and it's official.