*DARK MAFIA ROMANCE, RATED R.
"And there,
was,
A devil,
In her eyes,
That
Intrigued me,
Persuaded me,
To fall,
In the pit,
Of her love.
-Hans Bellani
"If I could rewrite my story darling.. I wouldn't have met you sooner...
When you come close I just tremble And every time, every time you go It's like a knife that cuts right through my soul
NINA
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I wake up in a dark room and panic takes over me. Where am I? Where are my clothes? What happened? All I remember was dancing after that girl Mandy left me to see her boyfriend. Did they do something to me?
I do remember the extremely intimidating guy hovering over me and catching me. Did he do something to me? I've never been drunk in my life so that means that coke had to have something in it. This will be my first and only club experience if I even make it out alive.
Don't overreact Nina.
I can't move my legs. I'm trying so hard but nothing. What the hell was I given?
"Who gave you those bruises? The voice in the corner startled me and I reached over hoping to find a bedside lamp but wasn't lucky. I had just enough strength to pull myself up against the headboard and I heard him clap his hands twice and the lights came on.
It was the guy that catched me. He had strong, handsome features and he was easy to point out, even in a crowded room. He sticks out like a sore thumb.
I needed to think of a believable story. He didn't seem happy and I didn't want to upset him even more.
"I told a guy no and he pushed me down the steps." A lie but it could be believable.
"Where am I? Why am I naked? Who are you?" Question after question was coming up my throat out of fear. I needed answers or I was going to explode in tears.
"Do they not hurt?" He was giving me nothing and his expression wasn't changing. I was doing everything wrong in this situation. This is what I do. I fuck things up. I thought I could escape that girl for a night but failed. I just can't do anything right.
"The bruises? Not really. I'll be sore for a couple days but nothing I can't handle." It happens from time to time. Christian had a temper when he was drunk.
He stands before walking over to me. I cover myself up even more with the blanket as if my life depended on it. A man has never seen me this naked before, not even Christian.
I wasn't naked but I was close to being.
"Why did you come here tonight?" He sits on the edge of the bed, changing his expression a bit. He still looked scary. He runs a hand through my hair and I've never had someone do that to me before. It felt nice and I missed the feeling as soon as he put his hand back on the bed to hold himself up.
"I needed to get away for once. I clearly can't handle this type of lifestyle though. I don't even drink. It was a soda and here I am half naked with a stranger and god only knows what happened." I felt the tears swell up in my eyes.
