Valerie is 23 when she is being kidnapped and comes into a mafia. Lucas Grey's mafia.
Her father had also a mafia, so she was trained.
First she thought everything will be fine and she is there just to kill people but Lucas had an eye one her, and...
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I looked down at her naked body on top of me.
So fucking beautiful.
,,Let's go. We need to get you cleaned up.", I said to her after catching my breath. She didn't answer, because she was still panting.
,,Valerie.", I rubbed her back slightly. ,,Yes?", she looked up to me, still with a drunk voice. ,,We need to get you cleaned up, love.", I repeated my sentence from before and she immediately rolled her eyes, and laid back onto my chest.
,,Love, you didn't even took the pill.", I reminded her. ,,We can do that tomorrow.", she argued. ,,Valerie.", my voice got more serious. ,,I still can't get pregnant, but fine.", she rolled her eyes and stood up. ,,Change.", I pointed to the clothes on the floor.
,,Lucas. How about round 2?", she slurred. ,,Okay, you had definetly too much of that Everclear.", I also stood up.
,,Take your clothes with you and come to my room, I'll run a bath for you. You got that?", my eyes traveled to her body and I looked at her from top to toe, admiring every inch of her. She looks so damn good.
,,Yup.", she said, her eyes half closed. I shouldn't have let her drink that much. Maybe I am not that sober too, but I can think and talk properly.
I walked to my room, taking out my pajamas and changing into them and then let the water into the bathtub.
While the water was filling the tub I heard a loud scream from downstairs. Oh no, Valerie. What did you do, again.
,,Luuuuuc.", she screamed.
I liked that nickname. Very much.
After the bathtub was filled with water, I opened my room and looked down, just to see Valerie at the end of the stairs, standing there like she couldn't move. ,,Carry me.", she pouted and looked up to my face as she saw me coming out of my room.
This girl. I mentally rolled my eyes and chuckled.
Sorry, correction, my girl.
,,Amore mio, you can walk up the stairs.", I laughed slightly at her, seeing her in this state. ,,No.", she slurred, again. And I thought she wouldn't get drunk that fast.
I walked down the stairs ready to pick her up bridal style, but then she literally pressed the clothes in her hand into my face. ,,Here, I got the clothes.", she laughed happily. I took a glimpse of the clothes already smirking. ,,Love, these are mine.", I teased, seeing then the shocked epression on her face.
,,We'll get you in the bathtub and I'll look for your clothes. Okay, darling?", I smiled at her. She nodded, waiting for me to carry her into my bathroom.
