I wish I was halfway through a bottle of Jack right now smoking a blunt. But I can't force myself to drink. I need to stay sober so I can talk to Katerina.
Fuck. Katerina, my bambina, the only reason why I even decided to come out tonight was for her.
Now have I gotten a chance to talk to her? No. But what I have been able to do is watch men grind on her for the past 2 1/2 hours.
They don't even ask -fucking gorillas they just put their backside on her and expect her to just react.
And God forbid she doesn't want it even if she backs away, they just lean back into her.
Men ain't shit.
I made a promise to myself that I was going to earn her trust back, I was going to earn the love of my life's respect and love back.
But it's hard to fight for someone who doesn't want you when you show her all of you.
It's hard, it's like having a devil and angel on my shoulder.
The angel on my shoulders trying to rationalize that if someone put my father in a coma I would kill them, and I don't even like my father.
So, I shouldn't fault at her for hating me so much and I should just show her that I'm worth something. That she shouldn't give up on me that she should let me back in. Even if it takes 10 years the angel is telling me she's worth it and I need to fight for it for her.
But the devil on my shoulder he's telling a different story. It's not even a devil it's honestly just my dad and I hear him whispering it in my ear money and power that's all you need son.
Ever since my nanny Lindsay had abandoned my dad has always reminded me of her and why love sucks. " See son this is why you shouldn't believe in love. She told you that she loved you, but she knows what you're going to inherit she saw all of you the real you and she left. Love has no part in a mafia."
She saw all of me and yes, I didn't show it to her she stumbled upon it.
But she promised that she would go to hell and back with me, she lied too.
I miss her so much, despite what she said she's still my home. I'm going to fight for her, fuck what the devil says.
"Fuck it I can't take it anymore" I say to no one in particular as I watch ANOTHER guy try to put his hands on my farfalla.
Getting up from my seat in the VIP lounge, I make my way over to Katerina in the middle of the dance floor.
Of course, walking over to her I pass Konstantin whose too busy groping Alina to notice all the unwanted attention his sister is getting.
Putting my hand on this fucker shoulder I lean into him and whisper into his ear " if you don't get away from my girlfriend, I will unload my gun so quick to your head."
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The Russian's Darkness
RomanceThe Russian mafia princess and the Italian mafia king. It's a wise old mafia tale: they are each other's biggest competitor, but the heart doesn't see competition it just sees love... sometimes. Sometimes the darkness just needs some light and the...