*my former author name is on the cover, but I can't change it on this template anymore and I like the cover to much*
"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝"
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I know I can not be trusted. Because I literally stalked a girl I just bumped into.
I'm a creep aren't I?
Probably..
Do I care?
Fuck no!
Ofcourse I don't.
She's pretty and her green eyes just attracted me to a certain level I felt the blood raise to my cock. I don't know but something is just off with her and she makes me feel not like I'm just a manwhore.
Even if I just looked at her for two seconds. But I don't give a damn.
Maybe I'm a stalker. I went to her performance. Not for her but for my dad. He's an important sponsor of the college so I practically had to.
I'm the person behind the stage at my office. There will be musicians needed for the mafia ball I have to organise this year. I just hope she will attend it. Every year a mafia ball will be held. To make alliances or break them. To show off you are worthy.
The biggest mafias keep them at their house or at a place. This year it's my job. Only the biggest mafias do this. The smaller mafias just attend and pretend they are worthy while they aren't ever worthy enough to keep their recruits.
As recruits and especially thoughtful recruits know their mafia isn't as strong they mostly always walk over to the bigger mafias.
As cliche as it sound I am one of the biggest. There is no number one. It's just five big mafias ruling and the others just follow and obey.
I don't know where the girl is today, but my mother asked us to come over for dinner. Not that I wanted.
They always complain about my sex life. The fact I am 23 don't have anyone yet and if I die soon there will be no heir to our mafia 'kingdom' as my dad states.
My mom just keep a little bit outside but she has an opinion. A strong one. Lorenzo you are almost in your mid twenties, the only thing you do everyday is waking up after a night with no to almost no sleep. Work, fuck someone, eat, kill and try to go to bed again. This routine slowly kills you! Please go find someone!
I took over the mafia at seventeen, when my father wanted time for my younger sister and my mother, I was leading this mafia already six years without any problem so why now?
More she doesn't participate in me and my father arguing when me and my brother Luca come over.
Luca and I also have a young sister of six. She's very cute but doesn't come over a lot. She says the men infront of the gate looks scary.
I get it that she thinks that. But come on they aren't that scary are they? Okay they are covered in tattoos and scars. They are build big. Okay for a six year old that may be considered scary.
As long as I can remember they have been in this house with me.
I lived here for already so long. Since my birth. My parents moved out when I took over the mafia. My grandparents did the same when my dad took over.
My house now is like the house of the leader. You can live in it as long as you're the leader. If your not and you're not invited you stay the fuck away.
Today I went to my parents with Luca my younger brother. Elijah went with us to. They went earlier because I had to finish something at home. She is called work.
Not that it was good. But a release is a release. When I decided to also go to my parents their house it was already six and because it's november the sun was already setting making the view look incredible.
When I got there my sister runned to me instantly when I entered the room. "she has a favourite hasn't she?" I hear Luca's annoying voice comment. He scoffs before turning to Elijah again. "He's always the favourite" Luca pouts to Elijah.
"Luca, I made you some hot chocolate as well!" My mom calls as she walks into the livingroom. "Baby!" she squeals when seeing me. "You are on time for the hot chocolate!" she pecks my cheeks.
"I don't want hot chocolate mamma, I'm just gonna go outside for a moment" I say making my way to the door.
"No smoking!"
"You know I will either way"
"I can always try!"
I get outside as I look over the flowerfield the sunset behind vanishing with the flowers who run endlessly over the field.
My parents lived on a hill above a flower field a lot of people came. I light a cigarette as a figure dances through the flowers. I can see her hair flow with the wind. The sun glistening on her skin making it shine as she went rolling through glitter all day long.
The way the figure moves makes it difficult to look away. She's a dancer for sure with these elegant moves.
I watch her and light a new cigarette as she slips and falls. I don't want to care but I somehow do and go look if she's alright.
I walk through the flowers to the sun when she gets up again. I walk behind her and steady her as she wankles again. "The performance was perfect until you fell my lady" I tell the girl taking a drag of my cigarette.
She turns around showing me the face of the girl I bumped into a while ago. But now with the last pieces of the orange red sun shining on her skin it makes it even more stunning then it already was.
"Smoking is bad for you" is the first thing she can bring out. I calmly take another drag from my cigarette, making her eyes widen and her staring having me trapped between her eyes and raised eyebrows. "It kills your lungs, so fucking stop it will you?" I bring my hands up in surrender throwing th sigaret on the floor and stepping on it.
"this good?"
"better" her voice iis angelic, sweet and tender. Not like other tones I've heard. "So what you doing here?" she aks.
"Nothing, I saw you fell and wanted to check up on you, but I'll go now. You looked peaceful and it looks like it is disturbed right now. It was nice to meet you-"
"Everleigh" I already knew "It was nice to meet you Everleigh" "The feeling is mutual-" "Lorenzo" she didn't knew "The feeling is mutual Lorenzo" she says making eye contact. "Also stay, I thought I didn't wanted company, but someone I don't know? Could probably give me company as the best. As long as he doesn't smoke"
she giggled softly. As the same as her voice it was sweet, soft and tender, but still you could hear the attempt to hide a sad thing that happened.
The sun dissapeared as we sat in the field. "If I can ask. What are you doing here?" Literally I didn't know. Elijah couldn't find anything about her the past days, so I am curious.
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A/N:
Okay new chapter or not new cus this book already had ten chapter then I took it offline but sorry for the long wait no actually not #sorrynotsorry
The chapter is a lil bit short but my motivation vanished. Nah it didn't but I didn't want to write because I also wanted to write in her Pov. So next chapter will be her pov but a little bit back and the rest of the night.
Okay!
Bye!
Love y'all
xx
- me
word count: 1354
Published this again, but I made a change, because Lorenzo was 28 while Everleigh is 18 and I don't think that is much appreciated here, I don't really know, but I made him 23, so they don't have that big of an agegap as she will be turning 19 soon and he just turned 23. What y'all think?
