I move a little forward to get a better view as they stand by my little room. Observing it. What the hell? I take another step until I'm pulled back and dragged once again to Dante. Fuck fuck fuck I just escaped. He smirks at me struggling against the man.
I quickly start feeling him up looking for anything to help me. I find a hard object behind his back tucked into his belt and pull on it revealing a gun. I flip the gun and shoot it into the man's head. He falls helplessly against the concrete floor. I smirk and hold up the gun aiming it towards Dante. All four of the men jump in front of him. What's the point he managed to tower over every single one of them.
"Vi suggerisco di restare fermi a meno che tu non voglia morire fidati di me Non esiterò a spararti". ( I suggest you stay still unless you want to die. Trust me I will not hesitate to shoot you.)
They look at me in shock. I raise my eyebrows at them. Hearing a deep chuckle I look up to see an amused Dante, flashing his cute dimples at me. 'Ew fuck you'
"You think this is funny you fucker."
He smiles showing off his pearly whites and walks up to me.
"Hey hey hey stay right there you little cunt!" I yelled making sure he heard me.
He keeps walking towards me. I aim my gun at him. I almost pull the trigger until he walks right past me and speaks up saying 'follow me.' I stay rooted in my spot.
"You know I can shoot you right, why are you trusting me fucker?" I aim my gun at one of his men and shoot him in the leg he screams in agony. Dante looked unfazed.
"Follow me, don't make me repeat myself."
I abide and slowly walk behind him making sure to distance myself. I can't trust him at all. My conscious keeps reminding me. We make a lot of turns. I enjoy the mansion's complex interior. Taking in the sight before me. Huge windows with red drapes. Enormous pictures that take up most of the walls. Men all
Lined up like butlers. The carpets freshly vacuumed not a single crumb to be seen. The enormous staircase that lit up so beautifully under the beautiful chandelier. The atmosphere in the mansion was lively. Classical music being played throughout these walls making this place seem special. This is how Dante's house is usually like?I clutch my gun making sure to not get distracted. Dante walks ahead of me. I take him in for a few seconds. He has very broad shoulders. I can see how toned he is through his blazer. I now realize he has a chain. Didn't see that at all before. It looks hella expensive catching my eye as it sparkles in the light.
He walks towards a room that's cracked open a little. Hearing a load of men talking and laughing amongst themselves. Dante walks in and everything goes deadly quiet. So quiet that you can hear the soft breaths coming out of my mouth. Shortly after I walk in. All eyes turn to me. I looked around the room and to say they were all handsome was an understatement.
God really took his time with each and everyone of them. Maybe Dante was gay, maybe he liked his men to be good looking. Not that I mind that or anything about him. It takes a lot of will power to come out and on top of that he's a damn mafia leader so it's even harder. I understand bro. He sits down and gestures towards an open chair. I make my way towards it with all eyes still on me.
I stop and look at everyone.
"Just so all of you know any movement and you die. I have a gun."
I raise it high enough for them to see. They all laugh. Why does everyone keep laughing at me, do they think I'm not capable of shooting this pussy gun? I look around the room and see some bitch glaring at me in the corner of the room. Perfect, I aim it towards her shoulder and shoot. Everyone goes silent and looks at me. She's screaming, making my already hurting head hurt even more.
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My Soft Boy
RomanceValentina Anastasia Adamovich is the daughter of a now dead Russian mafia leader. She is the first female leader to ever lead an army of crazy men and women. Trained since birth as a killing machine. She has the blood of a thousand people on her han...