Seraphina Angela, infamously known as 'The Ruby Cadillac' is the original heiress to the throne of her father's mafia, which is partnered with the leading king & queen of the Italian mafia; Carter Fenix and Delilah Fiora Fenix. Seraphina isn't a reg...
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Pov: Seraphina Angela
"This song is such a turn-on!" Jacqueline yells over the blasting music and I laugh, dancing along with her, enjoying the moment we're sharing. Until she shouts, "I want to be with Attila for a bit, I'm going to get a drink, will you be okay alone babe?"
I give her a tight hug and nod, "I've been alone for years now, what's an hour?" I laugh and she gives me a big kiss on my cheek, "I love you girl!" she cheers and struts her way toward Attila, who is seated at the bar. For a girl who hasn't touched her drink yet, she already seems tipsy.
My eyes follow her as she reaches safely into Attila's arms, his smile widening at the feel of her waist under his arms, they're so cute. I smile at them and continue dancing, this is the most kill-friendly fun I've had in so many years.
That's when as if the universe screamed a giant fuck you to me, my gaze reaches Vince's pissed-off one and at the same time, my back pressed against a hard chest. If Vince is there, then who the fuck is behind me?
I turn to come face-to-face with a tall man, I look up to see his eyes staring down at me, his eyes holding a flirtatious gaze in them and despite the flashing lights, I can make out that he has emerald green eyes. He has platinum blonde hair that seems to bring out the color of his eyes to stand out and the grey-toned clothes he was wearing, extenuate his body. His well-defined shoulders were evidently a part of his burly physique. Impressive.
I smirk and remember the woman that approached Vincent earlier, looking all flirty and desperate to be fucked by Vince then and there. Oh, how I wanted to rip out those fake extensions stuck on that big head of hers. Now... it's payback time. I glimpse to my left to see Vince with a deadly expression fixed on the man, I got him right where I want him.
The man bends down near me, my skin suddenly crawling with uneasiness at his close proximity, "Sei bellissima stasera, ti dispiace se rubo un ballo con te? [you look beautiful tonight, do you mind if I steal a dance with you?]" he whispers in a deep tone and I hold back the urge to push him away from me.
I gulp and quickly glance to my left to see Vince making his way toward us, it'snow or never, I'm winning this bet, "Certo, bello [sure, handsome]" I murmur and his lips curl into a smirk.
The guy places his arms on my waist, his thumb brushing past my bare skin and causing me to squirm in his hold, as if on demand the song changes to a much more heated one, "The name's Carmine," he mumbles into my hair and buries his head near my neck.
But all that was coming into my focus is the fact that Vince is now right in front of me, and if looks could kill, either me or apparently Carmine would be in the earth's mantle right now. I smirk and move my hands to place them on Carmien's shoulders, testing Vince's patience, but surprisingly enough he isn't doing anything to stop it. What angle is he going to play?
