"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius...
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I hated the whole sober shit with a passion. If I had to sit in a circle and listen to all of those drunks talk about all the mistakes they made while drinking one more fucking time, I was going to shoot myself in the head. When I promised Reyna I would get help, I didn't think it would be this kind of bullshit.
It was crazy to think that me, one of the most fearless and ruthless men in the world, was at a meeting to end my bad habit. Sitting in that group meeting made me want to drink more than it made me want to stop drinking. The only thing that stopped me from pouring my favorite liquor into my favorite glass was the big smile on Little Red's face as I walked into the house.
"So... how was it?" she immediately asked, her eyes shining in hope.
"I enjoyed it so much," I lied, grinning.
"I'm so proud of you," she told me.
I looked over at the table and catalogs after catalogs of wedding planning. She followed my eye and ended up gazing at it disappointedly.
"My mom's forcing me to plan for our big wedding," she said, frowning.
"You don't seem too excited about it," I pointed out.
She walked over to the table and pointed at a very large venue that could probably fit the entire city.
"I don't want a big wedding. I don't even have any friends, and the only person you consider close to you is Adriano. I don't want the big flashy dress, or the bridesmaids, or the after-party... I just want to share a very special moment with you," she explained. "Why can't we have that?"
I walked over to Reyna, wrapping an arm around her waist, and I planted a kiss on her neck.
"Who says we can't?" I asked her.
"In fact, go get dressed. Wear something nice-preferably white." I smirked.
"What?" she laughed.
"Go! Sbrigati!" I told her. She rushed down the hall, making her way to my room, laughing as she went. I only watched her every step of the way.
When she was gone, I pulled out my phone and dialed Adriano's number.
"Don," he greeted me.
"How are things with Serenity?" I asked him. When he met her, I noticed that he was more smitten with her than he let on. They announced their engagement the day they met each other, and I could feel Serenity's resentment with it every step of the way.
