Julius Santo was a name that had every human's skin crawling. Most people know of him due to the lethal Mafia he leads, his silver eyes that have watched countless souls fade away, or the sinister scar that crosses his brow.
But for Hazel Alexis, Ju...
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ᴛʜɪʀᴅᴘᴏᴠ
𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴
♛♛♛
Eyes wide open, she gazes shocked with her lips parted.
"Julius..." She was at loss for words.
"Hazel." He replies smugly, tilting his head at her.
"But Juls, are you sure—"
She comes to a halt as he sighs. Her eyes were spared the sight of his massive arms wrapping around her and smothering her to his chest.
"I'm fine. All better, angel," He lifts her hand to his chest and placed it over his beating heart, "See?"
Her lips turn into a frown but still, she lingers with concern.
Julius could tell she was about to muster up more nonsense, he was fine. Completely fine.
"We leave tonight. You haven't unpacked, have you?"
Hazel shakes her head, the visual image of her bright blue suitcases still hanging about in her room.
"As long as you're going to be okay. Your stitch won't open or you 'accidentally' get shot again," She rolls her precious eyes at the officer's statements from a few days earlier, the cop who claimed Daniel shot him by accident.
Hazel hardly swears but goodness was that such bull-shit.
Julius chuckles into her neck, beginning to sway her to the rhythm of the faint music in the background.
Kissing down her neck, Julius finds himself depths beneath her love.
"I'm not going to. We're going to have a good time, do whatever you and your sister wanted to do, yeah?"
She hums in agreement, slowly drifting away from the world as he continued to move their bodies and push his lips against her skin.
"But we'll also do some of our own things." He murmurs.
"Like what?" She smiles, breathing in his intoxicating scent.
The smirk that crawled up his lips curled around her skin, goosebumps elucidating her.
"I'll give you a hint. It involves our bedroom and the view of the Eiffel Tower."
