[COMPLETED]
Book 1 in the Del Rosso series
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"I have three words for you Ace Del Rosso. I hate you."
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River Arccadi is the Spanish mafia Donna and has been ind...
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After we left Denis, Ace dropped Theo off at his hotel. Why this fucker was in a separate hotel is beyond me.
"Ace." I drawled out, throwing an empty sweet wrapper at him as he drove the car.
"Fuck off River." He grumbled, shooting me a glare. When I started opening the car door, he quickly grabbed my arm, pulling me back inside. "Not literally you dumb fuck." He gritted out, putting child lock on the doors. As if I need child lock.
I scoffed, rolling my eyes, "Lets get drinks." We've been stuck in the same building for hours and I'm dying for a drink. If he doesn't agree I'll throw him into this ongoing traffic.
He glanced over at me for a moment, "As long as you don't throw up in my fucking car." He grumbled and made a turn into another street.
"Throw up in your car? Got it." I nodded and smirked when he glared at me.
We later pulled up into a local bar so we got out of the car and walked in. Ace said he owns the bar which isn't surprising at all since he literally owns everything. Ace grabbed a bottle of vodka from the shelf behind the stand and walked over to a table at the back as I followed behind him.
Overall the bar was empty apart from the occasional people coming in and out.
"Can you pour any slower?" I groaned, watching Ace pour the vodka into the glasses like a fucking snail.
"Yeah." He shrugs, purposely going slower.
"Fuck it. Give me the bottle," I snatch the bottle from him and take a swig from it as Ace's eyes flash with amusement.
"Stop hogging the drink." He grumbled, snatching the drink from me and taking a swig too.
I got up from my seat, wobbling slightly as I started walking towards the exit with Ace following behind me with the drink. After taking a few more swigs, I'm on fucking cloud nine. Seriously. There's like 5 Aces. Ew. Ace on the other hand is sober. Surprisingly.
"Fuck you Ace." I slurred out, swaying slightly as I walked.
"I'm over here dumbass." He sighed, standing behind me. Well I didn't know.
I turned around, "Fuck you Ace." I grinned, sticking my middle finger up at some old couple on a bench as they gave me a dirty look. They look like Ace, my bad.
"River." Ace let out a frustrated sight as he gently grabbed my wrist, pulling me back to the car.
He opened the passenger side door and sat me inside before leaning over to buckle my seatbelt. The smell of his cologne invaded my senses as he brushed passed me. I stared at the tattoos on his neck and when he sensed my gaze, he turned his head slightly to meet my gaze.
