Infinity

Chapter 28 - Never Good Enough

I feel a sharp pain in my stomach as I flutter my eyes open. I look up and see Vincenzo's face peering down at me.

He stayed.

I'm lying on top of him with our chests brushing. One of his arms is placed lightly across my back and his other hand is placed on the back of my thigh. He feels warm. I think I could get used to this.

Jasmine snap out of it.

Fine.

I stay lying on his chest, our heartbeats slow and steady, and for a moment time freezes as my eyes scan his sexy face. My god. I see his eyes slowly starting to open, so I pretend to fall asleep again.

"Jasmine?" He says in his deep morning voice.

"What?" I ask in frustration.

"Get up."

"No. You're warm and I don't want to get up yet." I protest like a child.

"God this woman." He mutters. Why can I feel something poking my ass?

"I heard that asshole!" He chuckles as he runs his palm down my spine, I try to hold back a moan. I slowly get up while I'm still straddling his torso.

Hmm kinky.

Stop.

I can't control what I'm doing right now as I slowly trace the scars on his stomach.

"What happened?" I ask in genuine concern, they look like stab wounds.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it."

"You stayed."

"You wanted me to."

"Would you have stayed if I didn't?" I may have been slightly drugged but I remember saying 'stay'. He starts to sit up with me still on his lap. With his arm around my waist he brings his lips to my neck and lightly sucks on the sensitive part of my neck causing me to softly moan, he trails kisses from my neck down to the valley between my breasts I grip onto his hair as he pushes my slightly back to gain more access to my chest. Like I said, I'm addicted.

"We should stop." I breathe out.

Don't stop

"We should, but it's hard not to."

"Believe me I know." He pulls back and scans my face. What is happening?

"What is this?" He asks.

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"What is this?" I ask.

"I don't-" Jasmine gets cut off by my phone ringing on the nightstand. I pick it up and put the phone to my ear.

"Son? Where are you?"

"Why do you care?"

"I need to talk to you. It's urgent. Come to my penthouse."

"Can't you just talk to me over the phone?"

"Watch it son. Just be here in five minutes." I cut the phone.

"Aw does daddy need you." She smirks.

"I hate you." I chuckle as she gets off my lap and I get out of the bed.

"Fuck you Vincenzo." She throws a pillow at me.

"No thank you, but you can." I chuck the pillow back at her. "Crazy woman." I mutter leaving her room.

I change into my black dress pants with a black button up and head to my dad's penthouse. What does this fucker want now? I know he's my dad, but I hate him with all my life. He opens the door for me and I walk in.

"Good morning my prince." Mom hugs me and kisses my cheek.

"Good morning mamma. Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see the kids, especially Aurora, her wedding is tomorrow and she needs a mother figure by her side."

"Ok, have fun." I hug her again and she leaves.

Play the song here!

Dad comes back from the kitchen with a glass of scotch.

"Jasmine really is something, isn't she. Son?"

"What's your point?"

"She's growing on you. I can see it with the way you look at her."

"What's your point?" I ask again sternly. Then he slaps me across the face but I don't move. I'm used to this.

"What the fuck is wrong with you son. You don't have time to be fucking around with her."

"I'm not fucking around."

"Don't fucking lie to me! What is this photo then? Huh?" He shows me a picture of Jasmine lying on top of me, from last night.

"She was hurt so I helped her. She asked me to stay so I stayed!" This time he punches me in the face.

"You are not worthy of helping anyone. She can handle herself better than you ever can."

"I know she can. But she needed me."

"I don't give a fuck. Stay away from her. Understand? She will bring you down. She is stronger than you could ever be." He punches me in the stomach and then slaps me across the face again. "You are supposed to be a monster. You will ruin not only yourself but you will ruin her with your ruthlessness." But I can't stay away from her.

"I will never be good enough for you will I?"

"Exactly. You will never be good enough for me. Maybe for you brothers, your cousins and your mother. But no matter what you do you will never be good enough for me. Your emotions are making you again. You are not capable of feeling anything!" He slaps me one more time across the face and another punch to my stomach making me drop to the floor. I look up at him.

"Your sister and her unborn child died because of you. Or did you forget?"

How could I forget.

"You think I don't know that! I regret living everyday because Caterina isn't here. Stop fucking reminding me!" I shout back at him.

"As you should. Get the fuck out of my sight! Pathetic. You're lucky you're still my son."

"You're lucky you're still Capo." I would have killed him by now, but it goes against my oath to this mafia and as a Made Man.

I storm out of the building and head straight to my car. I look in the mirror and see a cut on my face with blood dripping down. I wipe it off some tissue and down the alcohol from my flask. I drive out and park up behind the Mixer club. I walk in and head straight to a private booth.

A woman walks in wearing skimpy clothing and I down the scotch in my glass again. She walks up to me seductively.

"Strip." I command her.