Phthartic Trilogy Book #2
Prequel to The Virgin's Prostitute
WARNING: For mature readers only.
This book can also be a stand alone
Niccolo Black is the best assassin of his time, he's ruthless and is known to care about no one but himself. Marcus L...
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Amaya's POV
Ariano laid next to me as we silently watched t.v.
"You think Marcus and Nico have something going on between them?" I asked carelessly, noticing the way he tensed beside me.
"No," he answered plainly.
"Ok but today at the dinner they were acting weird, and everyone noticed how much closer they are. Last year they hated each other's guts and you know it."
Ariano turned to his side, staring at me. My eyes flickered down and he smirked already knowing what I was thinking.
"I need a bath" I mumbled, sliding away from him and standing on my good leg.
"Need any help?" I shook my head no and hopped over to the bathroom.
I filled the large tub before stripping my clothes off and sat on the edge keeping my cast dry.
The balance I had was insane. I bathed myself quickly making sure I reached all the areas without getting my cast wet or falling.
After half an hour Ariano knocked on the door asking if I was okay.
I sighed in frustration not being able to reach my towel that was placed so neatly on the counter.
"Actually.. I need your help. But I'm kind of very naked so close your eyes."
"Okay?" He opened the door with his hand over his eyes. "You know I've seen you naked before right? Literally saw up your-"
"SHUT..... shut up. Please. Reach to your right and grab the towel." I instructed and he did as told, handing it to me. I successfully wrapped it around me before telling Ariano that he could help me now.
His hands gripped my waist, balancing me before lifting me and carrying me back to the bedroom.
"Thanks" I mumbled and he simply nodded his head sitting me on the bed.
As he did, our faces became close to each other.
I wanted to kiss him so badly and I knew he wanted that too, yet he never broke his promise. He's still making it fucking hard to resist though.
It will be okay.... If I remember he doesn't like me in that way... I'll be fine.
Delusional, you'll fall in love and he won't.
And that's on never having a boyfriend and dedicating your life to be a personal bodyguard for him and his cousin. Starting to regret not having a hoe phase.
He started to pull away and my hand gripped his shirt pulling him back towards me. His lips landed on mine and it was softer than I had ever imagined. He paused for a second before moving his lips against mine.
He pulled away once more slowly, his hands on my waist and his eyes never moved from the sight of my lips.
