Alessya Rodríguez: A woman who is feared by anyone she comes across. A soul made of gold, a body like a goddess. The heir to the Spanish mafia that will not hesitate to eliminate anyone in her way.
Arsenio Romano: A man who will kill anyone reckles...
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Another 3 weeks later
(Don't play the song yet.)
He did what he said. He stayed by my side all day, everyday. He was with me when i fell asleep, and when i woke up. I feel a lot better, im almost back at where i was when all of this shit didn't happen.
A lot has happened in these three weeks. I decided that if my family doesn't even know that i life in their house i might as well don't life there. I bought my own apartment. Arsenio is most of the time with me, so we basically life here together. We've been living here for like a week now.
"FOOOOOD!" i hear him scream up the stairs. I rush down. "Oooo pancakes." I say and kiss him. We sit down and eat. "There is gonna be a karaoke night in the club. Wanna go?" He asks. "Yess, some horrible singing, great for my ears." He chuckles.
"What will we do the rest of the day." I ask. "I have a few meetings." He says. "Booooo." I say and throw a blueberry at him. "Come on, don't you have meetings." "Yes a few, i have one tomorrow. But you have them all the time." I say.
"Well, too bad. I can't do anything about it." I sigh before doing my best puppy eyes possible. "Nononono, don't do the eyes." He says. I stand up from my chair and walk towards his. I get behind him and put my arms around him. "Don't you want to stay home and have a lot of meetings with me." I Whisper in his ear and start kissing his neck. His breath gets heavier as i feel his heartbeat go faster.
He stands up and picks me up. He walks to the living room and rudely throws me on the couch. He gets on top of me and start leaving kisses on my neck going all the way up to my jawline. I let a little moan out as i feel him grin. Our lips touch each other and our tongues collided fighting for dominance.
He pulls away. "I really have to go to those meetings now." He whispers. Rude, is he just gonna leave me. Im fucking horny now. I pull him back and smash my lips against his one more time before pulling away again. "Fine, go." I say as i cross my arms. "Don't be sad belissima, i'll be back before you know."
"Yeah, yeah. I know, now go." I say while standing up. He pushes me back on the couch and kisses me one more time before leaving. I guess i'll go to his mom again, she need to learn how to walk again. Its very shitty but she's positive so thats good. I've just been doing stuff with her so she doesn't have to be bored.
I arrive at their house and his dad opens the door. He smiles before letting me in. He doesn't want to kill me anymore. I walk to the living room and see his mom. "Hey dolcezza" (sweetie / sweetness) this family gives me all kinds of Italian nicknames.
She stands up and slowly walk over to me. "You walk a lot better." I say with excitement in my voice. She smiles and hugs me. 'I've got a lot of things we could do." I say. "Actually i want to show you something." She puts on a jacket and we walk outside. She sits in a wheelchair and navigates the way.
