Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Prologue

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"I- I don't know. "
I stared Saint in his eyes, those cold hard eyes. His hands resting on my hips made chills run down my spine.

A chuckle rumbled from his throat. His face held an expression I couldn't read.
"My sweet sweet girl, so naive. You don't know?"
His attempt to sound sympathetic was so miserable.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, he made me so upset.
"What do you want from me? "
My eyes pleaded with him.

"I'm asking you that, but you don't know. What could I— Santo Genovese, feared underboss of the Italian Mafia want with you baby? "
He whispered in my ear.

What could he want with me, our realities were so different. And our relationship was so unrealistic.
"Saint I want to go home."
He mocked me with his expression.

"Saint? I thought I told you to call me Santo. What do I want from you? Answer the question sweet girl."
That crooked smile, that name.

I shook my head, I didn't have an answer. What would he want with a secret, I was a nobody.
"Take me home Santo."
I looked at the floor, trying too keep my gaze off of him. How did we end up here?

" Answer me."
His expression was now blank, his hand moved from my hip to lift my chin, making me look him in his eyes.

"Nothing."
I felt defeated.

"Now baby, both me and you know that isn't true."
He released my chin and he began to lead me to his car. My short chubby legs struggled to keep up with him.

As we approached the car I attempted to open my car door, his eyes cut me like a sword. I stopped. He swiftly opened the door and let me in. I watched his walk over to his side of the car. His face was blank, I never knew how to read him. He got in the car and cranked it. And without a word he pulled off.

The car was deadly silent, I didn't dare speak. He occasionally glanced over at me. We pulled up to my apartment complex and he stopped the car. I unclipped my seatbelt to get out, but I heard his door close too. I looked back to meet his eyes.

"I'll walk you in."
I nodded and allowed his to grab my hand as we walked inside side by side. Getting into my building we both boarded the elevator to the 3rd floor.

He watched me as I turned the key and the door unlocked. Before I could open the door and get inside he grabbed me. He turned me to face him. It felt like eternity before he said anything, he just stared at me.
"Your love. Your love is what I want from you."
That hard face softened for a little, but it didn't last long.

"Oh- "
He kissed me. And he pulled away, turned and left. Leaving me just as confused as I was when first met Santo Genovese.

S.C