"The necklace alone around my neck is worth a million dollars, what makes you think I'd ever fuck you for a thousand?" She shot back as he let out a deep sensual chuckle.
"Smart girl" his finger pulled out from between her legs and he leaned agains...
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Sofia Zanetti - POV
I stepped out the house, and made my way down the concrete steps onto the pebbled driveway.
The driveway was pretty full today, everyone's cars still parked up on the right. Amongst all the dark coloured bulletproof G Wagon's and Range Rovers sat Sebastians bright blue BMW. It looked like a bright glow stick in a dark room.
Most of my fathers classical cars were kept in the basement parking, locked away from everyone and only for him to see. His Alfa Romeo was basically his fourth child. Anyone who put a finger on it was asking for a death wish.
I spotted an all black Lamborghini Urus parked right in the middle and I knew it was Lorenzo.
Well at least he has a nice car.
I looked over to Lorenzo, who was leaning against the side of his car, his phone pressed against his ear as he spoke in a barely audible tone.
I hated how such normal act seemed so attractive.
His dark hair, styled perfectly, the sides shaven short whilst the top was full and ever so slightly curly. I wanted to run my hands through the thick locks.
He wore a black two piece suit with a black shirt. He had broad shoulder, his suit molded perfectly to his muscular frame. A gold Audemars Piguet glimmered around his wrist.
His eyes flickered over to me, his face held a stone expression as he looked me up and down before resting on my face. He straightened up, putting his phone into the inside pocket of his suit before buttoning it up. I walked over to his car, my heels loud as I walked down the paved ground.
"Surprised it's didn't take you four hours to come down today" he spoke out, as he walked over to the passenger side, opening the door.
"Why? Scared you were going to have to wait again" I shot back, with an eye roll as I got into the car. His car smelt like new leather and him.
He shot me an unamused face as he shut the door for me and travelled over to the drivers side.
That woody yet citrusy scent engulfed my nostrils. It was such a divine smell which made my insides tingle with a foreign feeling.
The interior of the car was a deep shade of red, it looked and smelt brand new.
I looked ahead of us as he pulled out of the iron gates, I noticed a black SUV ahead of us. I turned to the side mirror and the same car followed behind us.
Either this man didn't trust me or he was going to have me killed tonight and inside those cars were everything needed to execute the perfect murder.
"What's with the entourage" I said pointing to the one in front. He looked over to me with one swift movement.
"You're unpredictable" I let out a scoff. Talk about uptight.
Sadly I couldn't do anything unpredictable tonight. My father would actually kill me this time and with his own hands. And that meant a lot, because my father didn't kill. Well not anymore, that role was passed onto his sons now.
