*TW\\ body image, talk of body preferences. Reminder, ALL bodies are beautiful <3*
Cinema-Harry Styles
I just think you're cool
I dig your cinema
Do you think I'm cool, too?
Or am I too into you?CASTIEL
Everytime I turn my attention away, I turn back to see someone looking at her. Everything is going to work out in my favor tonight. She is a new face and a perfect distraction. The dress was doing her body wonders. I have great taste.. Clearly.
"Castiel. What a fine piece of ass you brought here with you." Marcus De Santa walks up to us at our table and her eyes immediately scan him over. I was seething with jealousy. Marcus was younger than me but not as wealthy as me.
He was a playboy and he was ready to stick his teeth in my girl.
He reaches out his hand to her and she extends hers in return but instead of shaking it, he brings it to his lips and kisses it. I wanted to pull the gun from my side and blow his fucking head off.
"Easy De Santa. I'll have a loaded bullet with your name on it if you do something like that again." I grabbed her hand that he kissed off the table and into mine. She came with me and that means she can't be talking to others.
I don't want her talking to anyone here.
She was mine.
He knows he can't be talking to someone else's fucking date anyways.
Isn't there a fucking code for that or something?
"I was just being friendly. Maybe I can get a dance from you before the night is over?" He flashes her smile and she nods but doesn't say anything. As he walks off she looks at me and at her hand in mine before pulling it away.
"Do you know him?" She questions me and I nod.
I want her to get to know me. To see that I'm not all that bad. I do what needs to be done.
No questions and no games. I do it because it has to be done.
This is my job.
It irked me that she is asking about Marcus.
Does she have a fucking crush on him now or something?
"He isn't a boss but his dad is. We do business together occasionally. He talks a lot of shit that your little head wouldn't be able to understand that what he says is just a way to get into your pants. Don't trust him." she laughs.
I turn my head and tilt it to the side.
"What the fuck is so funny?" She covers her mouth so her laugh isn't heard around us.
"You tell me not to trust him but you want the same thing. I would be just another girl you sleep with and not care about again. The way I see it.. There isn't a difference between you and the other men here." I flick my tongue against my teeth.
"I've been too nice to you. Is that what you are saying? You don't appreciate a single fucking thing I've done for you."
"That isn't true. I just don't like being looked like as if I'm a fucking humping bag."
"You're hot. Aren't women supposed to love that shit? You need to grow up." I was so sexually frustated and I needed something to get me off. I wanted her so badly but that wasn't an option if so I would fuck her sore.
"I don't like the attention. It makes me uncomfortable." she leans back and most of her sideboob is hanging out from her dress and I'm regretting picking something so tantalizing. I'm giving myself blue balls at this point.

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Romance*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...