Jasmine De Leon, 22, heir to the Spanish mafia , a cold-hearted ruthless assassin, who's trying to keep her past hidden.
Vincenzo Salvatore, 24, heir to the Italian mafia, a heartless, arrogant don, who's trying to escape his twisted mind.
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It's been almost a month since I've come back home, our home in New York. I've been laying in my bed when all I want to do is fight someone or something.
I know you've been thinking of Vincenzo, Jas.
Shut. The. Fuck. Up
Ok, maybe I am thinking about him, but I haven't seen him ever since I've come back from the hospital.
Why doesn't he want to see me? What did I do? I get that we hate each other, well him railing me against the wall at Aurora's wedding wasn't exactly hate.
Wouldn't mind it right now to be honest.
Ugh why am I so horny.
Only for-
Finish that sentence, I dare you.
A loud knock at the door pushes me out of my dirty thoughts.
"Come in!" I shout.
"Heyyy!" Elena struts in with Aurora, Sebastian, Stefano, Antonio and Isabella.
"Jas jas!" Isabella screams before jumping onto the bed.
"Where's Lorenzo?" I ask.
"He's gone out with his girlfriend." Antonio answers.
"He has a girlfriend?" I ask.
"Yeah, but we haven't met her yet."
"Ha. Girlfriend." Antonio rolls his eyes and laughs.
"Maybe if you stopped fucking the whores then you might actually find someone." Stefano mutters to him, so Isabella doesn't hear.
"What can I say, my di-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence." Elena cuts him off.
"What's a whore?" Isabella asks with a pout. We all laugh and exchange glances.
"You do not need to know that, angel." Stefano taps her head and she giggles.
"It's time for bed Bella, come on let's go." Aurora tells her.
"But I wanna stay with Jasmine."
"She needs to rest, Bella. Come on." Isabella gives me a hug and I kiss her cheek then she leaves with Aurora and Antonio.
"Stefano, where is he?" I ask because I've simply had enough, and he knows I'm talking about Vincenzo.
"Jasmine, I-" his phone starts ringing and he puts it to his ear. "Vincenzo." He greets, and I hold my breath.
"Put it on speaker." Elena whispers to him, and he does.
"Stefano. Any news on Viktoria." My aunt. Dad never told what happened to her.
