Sinfully in love

Sentiments.

POV: Hayley

"Hey." I said to the girl. Donato came closer to me and whispered "Wait here." I looked at him with narrow eyes as he walked to the girl to talk to her I walked out of the room as He talked to her

It's just the same drill. The moment you notice you're the one getting attention, something or here, someone just comes in and takes away the attention that was originally meant for you.

'Just an object' It's what they see us as. One Uses one, it gets rusty, throw it away, uses another. Just like women here. I am yet to meet a man who doesn't have a new woman in bed every night.

I promised myself I wouldn't go down this road again but here I am, in this hell again, the same world that raised me and after that broke me like nothing, gave a family but made the family take away every happiness I ever felt.

I stormed to the terrace as I was overwhelmed by every dark memory, I wish I could leave behind. Time doesn't heal everything, it never healed the pain and emptiness I felt ever since I left Them.

All this time. 2 fucking years!! I spent to make myself strong enough so that nothing ever breaks me up again, and all of that is wasted now, Now that I am just reminded of one aspect of my demonic world.

I rested my hands on the railing, as the cold breeze brushed through my face. Each time I try to let go of it, and it comes back. Just like he said 'This day will never let you in peace.'

POV: Donato

I talked with the girl and send her away, love the timing my luck has. She left the room while I was talking to the girl. I know I couldn't just go back to her and kiss her again because that was just the heat of the moment, she might even regret it now. Still, I searched for her, I just wanted to hear her again.

She was my drug now, one-touch and taste, and I was addicted. It would be a lie if I said I didn't find her beautiful since the day I saw her. I searched for her through the living room, the kitchen, and everywhere. Then I went to search on the terrace. I saw her leaning her hands on the railing and just feeling the breeze.

I walked up to her and stood behind her, still at a distance.

POV: Hayley

I heard the door open and someone walked up behind me. It was Donato, that same smell of whiskey and cologne. I didn't turn around but just watched the sky, waiting to see if he will speak up or not.

"Must be easy you know? Being a man and a boss?"

"What are you talking about?" He replied.

"The power men hold in Mafia, over Women. Ordinary men don't have sluts knocking on their doors every night." I scoffed and looked down from the railing.

"Does that bother you?" He asked, almost whispering in my ear.

"Not anymore. I've watched this as long as I can remember." Just the truth. I was exposed to horrifying things at the age of playing with toys and crayons. He pulled me by the waist and pinned me around, making me face him.

He cupped my face with his left hand and made me look into his eyes. What are you doing to me, Donato? It's a question I ask myself every time We are close.

"Does it bother you that 'I' sleep around with multiple women?" He looked at me with narrow eyes, demanding an answer, which I didn't have. I don't know why.

POV: Donato

"Should it?" She replied.

"That's up to you." It's like she turns it off, one moment she is okay with me close, and the next, like this, all I could see in her eyes was coldness. I pulled away from her still staring at her lips as she stared into my eyes.