Isabella Summer is an average, bright 17 years old book nerd, who couldn't wait to graduate her senior year of high school to attend her dream college in a state over.
She aspired to be an author.
She aspired to live quietly and peacefully.
And s...
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Carter Hanes
"W-What?"
What did he mean his sure name was really Hanes? Why would he lie to me about it?
"Let's go somewhere more private to talk about this." Carter intertwined his hand with mine and pulled me along to his car. While he was driving, to which I didn't know where, I stared at him. He still looked the same as months ago, as gorgeous as ever. He's grown some hair on his upper lips and jawline, which reminded me of him always shaving them off when I had mentioned that they tickled me when he'd kiss my neck.
When we were at somewhere private, Carter parked his car and stared in front of him, not spouting a word. It seemed like there was a lot of things on his mind.
"I don't even know how to start saying this but Bell, I'm not the person you might've thought I was." I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion, he's been saying that for the past minutes, just spill the beans. "The Hanes are actually from one of the strongest mafia families in the world, we're from the German Mafia, baby."
Okay... I was preparing myself to hear whatever he had to confess but I was not expecting this. What the fuck! I had sex with a fucking mafia member!
My eyes probably looked like they were about to bulge out of their sockets because Carter quickly continued on talking. "I-I wanted nothing to do with the mafia baby, I swear. I moved here from Germany so I could get away from that lifestyle and the best possible thing happened to me, meeting you here in this little town."
He reached for my hand, holding it in his large hand caressing it. They felt way rougher than they were the last time I've held them, "It was a blessing, you helped me changed myself into a person I've always wanted to become. I've never felt so free and.. normal before, you made me feel alive."
My eyes softened, I've missed him, us.
"But... but the next thing I know, my father had forced me to leave this place without a word and go back to Germany." I saw the pure despair in his green eyes, "I was forced to train to become the next head of the mafia, it-it was horrible Bell."
Carter had always been a kind, gentle person. He couldn't stand the thought of him inflicting hurt upon another. I can't imagine what he'd had to go through.
The rest of the time in the car was spent with him crying softly to me, confessing everything. He had no way to contact me in those months and he had come to find me in this town the minute that he could. He was the head now, the mafia boss of the German Mafia...
I don't know how such a soft hearted person like him could take the position of such an evil role.
"So you will help me how?" I asked after he's calmed down.
