"All wrapped in one. He was so many sins."
~Hermione
"TO YOUR first successful surgery." My mom announces before our champagne glasses clink together.
I couldn't stop the big smile spreading across my face, "I can't believe I actually did it! All the studying and long hours were proven to Dr. Webb. He was so proud he started the applauding." I ramble reminiscing what I encountered earlier today.
"I'm so proud of you cariña (sweetheart)." My mom smiles proudly at me using her Spanish native tongue.
"Hello, my name is Tanmayi, I will be your server for the night. Besides champagne would you like anything to drink?" Our server asks as they place menus on the table in front of us.
"Nope." My mom answers as she chuckles and takes a quick sip of her champagne.
I join in with her fits of chuckles, "We can just have water." I reply to the server as they nod and walk away.
"I have a strong feeling you will be crashing on my sofa tonight." I smile shaking my head at my mother.
"It's a celebration, so we should celebrate." My mom says as she pours more champagne in our glasses.
I chuckle and shake my head as I take a sip of my champagne. A gush of fall wind sweeps through the restaurant as the doors open. The second my eyes landed on the dark, deep brown eyes I began to choke on the champagne.
"Jesus Hermione." My mom gasps as she reaches oft patting my back.
"I'm fine." I choke out as our server rushes over with our waters. I quickly take a big gulp allowing my body to calm down.
I flash a quick side glance at the entrance. The restaurant was crowded but also big, so hopefully I wasn't spotted by him. My eyes rake over his all black attire in a sharp suit, but a few buttons at the top of his dress shirt were loose. Gia and Ricky appeared behind him with three more guys. Both Ricky and the three unfamiliar men wore similar suits as Leo. Ricky just didn't have on the suit blazer.
I knew Gia was gorgeous, but she looked like she walked right off the runway of a fashion show. Like the men surrounding her she wore black, black leather pants with a black silk top. She had on a black trench coat, and her hair was pulled up in a perfect, yet messy bun. Strands fanned her face that had the perfect amount of make up on and it was done very well.
"Ma'am?" The serve asks causing me to be pulled away from my trance.
"Huh? Oh yes, I'm I would like the chicken cacciatora." I answer as I Ashland my menu to the server.
Just as the host was gathering the alluring group of dangerous people, Jack walked in with what would give Barbie a run for her money. Her blonde hair was curled and flawlessly ran down her back complimenting her tan skin.
Her one-sleeve, black dress hugged her figure highlights her silhouette. Jackson even as cruel as he is looked good. His blonde hair was jelled back as he sported a black suit with a white dress shirt. Just like his brother he let the top few buttons loose as well.
The group in whole just oozed power and mystery.
"Hermione? We're you even listening to me?" My mom asks pulling me back to our own space.
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The King's of New York
RomanceOne ruled in the spotlight, the other ruled in the shadows. Jackson and Leonardo Sicario were known as the Kings of New York. Their parents are infamous, their last names brings chills, it's said that if you look one of them in the eyes, all you se...