The 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...
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"The movies? You're taking me to the movies?" Enzo asked as soon as the movie theater sign was visible.
"Ya thought it would be cute," I replied while trying to find a nearby parking spot.
What I really thought was how we could spend the most amount of time together without speaking. It was a tricky choice because I'm sure he'll try to feel me up or something. But the movie we're seeing is a popular kids movie and something tells me he won't try to cop a feel in between a bunch of 5-year-olds.
"Cute? Or you don't want to be in a situation where you have to speak to me? So, you pick one of the few activities where it's frowned upon to talk?" Enzo questioned.
"Score" I yelp, seeing a small car come out of a space right in front of the movies, gosh I love front row parking.
Pulling into the spot I hear Enzo mutter, "she can fight a grown man, but god forbid she has to walk a few steps in the parking lot."
Ignoring his chatter, I put the car in park and unbuckle my seatbelt but before I could click it off Enzo's ring clad hand grips mine making me pause. "WHAT?" I ask while looking up at him.
"I'm not an idiot Katerina, it doesn't take a brain scientist to figure out that Konstantin is nervous that I'll flip on you guys, so his solution is to what...pimp out his sister?" He asks with his eyebrows dipped and his face with a look that says I see right through to your shit.
Sighing I decided to just man up and be straight with him, "ok ya."
The questioning gaze on his face dropped and instantly turned into one of surprise, probably on how I just admitted the truth so quickly.
"What? Surprised how quickly I owned up to it?" Pushing his hand off mine I unbuckle my seatbelt. "It's not that hard to be honest, you know."
Opening up my car door I head to the back right side of my car waiting for Enzo to come out and of course he takes his sweet time to do that.
Closing my eyes for a brief second, I opened them when the bright sun that was beaming on my face disappeared.
Caging me into my car passenger door with both of his arms on the outside of my body, Enzo looks down at me with so much intensity. I could possibly get out from under him but the look he's giving me is a sight I don't want to abandon.
"Bambina." it's such a simple word it translates to baby, and I hate being called baby but when Enzo calls me that it just seems... right, like everything is going to be ok. "I'm sorry, truly from the bottom of my heart, and I know you don't want to hear this, but I didn't lie to you."
Rolling my eyes at that statement, I start to wiggle out of his embrace, but his arms tighten around me. "No please just listen this one time is all I'm asking. And then after that if you tell me to shut up and never talk to you outside of mafia talk I won't. Just give me 5 minutes."
