*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...
All I got's this broken heart, but you can have the rest of me
NINA
I was crazy. I have literally lost my fucking mind. A year ago I would've gone with Christian and ran as far as I could from Castiel but I couldn't this time.
I couldn't pick him over Christian.
Christian has been company and that is all. He's been there to fill the void that I've had since I left Castiel's house that night. That rush he gave me has never been filled since.
Christian wasn't a rebound. He was my boyfriend at the time and we've never slept together. I used him after I broke up with him. He got engaged fast but still hit me up.
I was stupid for making out with him when I know he has a fiancé.
I was stupid for being in this mess at all.
I was stupid to agree to work with Castiel.
I was stupid to feel this way about him.
"What do we do from here?" I glance over at him in my passenger seat. Something about him was different. He had a calmer look on his face. It wasn't all anger or annoyance.
His hair was sticking to his face and I noticed the blood on his hands. He had jealousy issues and for some reason I was attracted to that. I know it is toxic but it makes my pulse race.
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"We get to work. Take me back to your place so I can clean up. I'll have someone take care of my car and get me at your place later on."
I felt his hand on my upper thigh. I had a dress on and his hand was warm. I didn't flinch or try to move it away. I was scared about our situation but his touch was calming.
He squeezed my leg before rubbing circles with his thumb. He was going to be my biggest downfall. He makes it so hard to walk away or to say no to him.
The first month after leaving his house was hell. The second month was self destruction but it got better after that. I got better. I didn't think about him or his touch. I was doing good and I didn't care about anyone but myself.
"Do you like this?" I forgot how upfront he was.
"You drive me crazy." I admit.
"I've been told I do that to people." He wasn't just a pretty face. He was cocky and full of humor.
"Oh I'm sure people have told you that. I don't think you have any friends."
I do believe that. He doesn't seem to like people and people don't seem to like him.
"I don't. I don't care about people like that." That cuts something deep down in the pit of my chest.
