In 1979 there was a war. Italian vs. Spanish
The start of the raging hatred between the two mafias.
A few decades pasts by but the hatred only continued to grow.
But what happens when they need each other's help. The American Mafia is threatening b...
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January 7, 2021 Location: Mafia United Ball
Vincenzo POV
I wouldn't lie and say she doesn't look stunning. She looked gorgeous but I could admit that. We were enemies after all. No matter how hard my feelings want to come up and how hard our parents try to subtly get us together. My want for power is stronger. My want to finally get a hit on her . No we don't kill each other. Our little game is that we try to get 3 injuries on the other person in one fight. We always made it to at least one or two but never three.
She's just something I know that I can't have no matter what. But if it's worth it, I might be able to have her in the end
3rd POV
He runs his hand down her spine gently, settling his hand around her waist. While they sway with the beat of the music. Looking strongly into each others eyes. Expressing the words that they can't say to each other. 'I love you'
Neither of them could see the one emotion that longed for in each other eyes. Both held a blank stare with tiny smirks of cockiness. Emitting a weird but nice energy; that surrounds them delicately. She lays her head onto his shoulder. People would think they are finally getting close but the reality is the opposite.
"You know I could kill you right now right" she whispered in his ear. He chuckled near her ear making her shiver in what she didn't want to believe was delight.
"what's stopping you princess" he whispered back. Valentina shrugged, because she really didn't know. She didn't know what was stopping her from taking the knife out of her bra and stabbing him. To take one injury point and hopefully making it three when the right time comes. But no, instead she dances with him and let herself feel safe.
"I don't know something about you is just so confusing yet annoying" she replied. "I don't know if I want to kill you or to just ki-hug you" she recovered hoping he didn't catch her slip up. Which he luckily didn't.
"Well you are technically hugging me now and you can always try to kill me later right" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Valentina slowly stopped dancing and turned away from his arms. "Where are you going" he asked her. "To think" she replied and walked off to the balcony on the second floor of the ballroom. Vincenzo sighed and rubbed his hands through his hair, wondering what did she have to think about.
He walked back to his seat in thought of what she could possibly be thinking about.
'What is she hiding'
Valentina's POV
When I knew I was out of his sight I ran to the balcony with tears. 'Those were the same words he said to me'. I looked out into the sky. Wondering why did I have to fall for the ones who could potentially hurt me. After him I can't fall in love with Vincenzo. He could just be using me to gain more power. He only wants me for my power and body. Not for my actually personality. He's just another version of him.
And I can't...no I refuse to let him try to walk all over me again. Whether it's physically or verbally. I will never be weak with a man again. Being vulnerable is what gets you in trouble. I experienced it first hand. Vulnerability can be your greatest weakness but also your greatest strength.
the ones with secrets always end up hurting you...
