Pierce Me Twice (Twice #1)

Chapter 7

                                                                                            Elena

A/N : hey guys, another chapter on time today. I'm keeping my updates in schedule nowww (organised for once) buttt ik most of you guys are just waiting for the smut but all i can give atm is banter. I hope you guys like this chapter and make sure to telll me if u find any typos in this cuz i read my story again and found alot of typos and i'm too lazy to correct them but i'll correct them soon. Writing is difficult since every word has to be perfect so gimme a bit to correct it. Anyway i'll let you guys enjoy the story now pls do vote<3

 I nodded my head at Jake's explanation and left to my room, shutting the door and going out to the balcony; he wasn't there. It was lonlier without him here, the air missed the smell of tobbaco. No, i didn't miss his presence, I reminded myself. I let out a breath of relief as I took in the now faillar scent of Spain and the sound of the ocean.

For once I was a difference between him and Jake. Derek would keep me away from anything, even if it was something I liked and covered it up like the honey that the bee gets trapped in when trying to drink it. Jake gave me a purpose atleast. Just as I fell into a conversation with myself in my head, the sound of a captivating melody from a piano pulled me from my consious. Who played it? I asked myself, most likley the most beautiful person ever, to be able to play it with such passion and fervor. Something inside me took myself to the source of the tune which I heard within the walls of this house.

I recognised the tune instantly, the momories of mom playing it to dad flodded into my mind, leaving me with a smile. It was To A Wild Rose, its sweet tune that I could never forget. Whoever played it had to have known love far from words, far from this universe. Whoever played it must have felt the sweet passion of love, memories of one flowing through their mind as they played.

I ended up in a large room with a chandelier emitting a soft glow from the crystals, a balcony let the balmy scent of the sea flood into the room. A large grand piano stood in the room as I looked at who was playing it. My jaw dropped when I saw the pianist, my mind exploding with shock to see Jake peacefully playing, his eyes closed and unaware of my presence while his fingers freely pressed each key with such care. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming as his figure still sat on the bench. His blood stained shirt was replaced by a black t-shirt that showed off his inked, muscular arms and grey sweat pants replacing the black pants he had on. He looked peaceful, as if he would do no harm to anyone in this world. He was different than how he was usually.

Just before I could leave him to his work, the music stopped and he was alerted of my arrival. His grey eyes fell on me, as if silently requesting me to come there, my feet unconsiously took me to the piano, to him.

"I didn't know mafia leaders play piano" I chuckled

"And the ones that do are not one of your stereotypes" He brushed off

"What sets you apart then" I challenged seductivley

"A lot, if I were to show you Querida, you wouldn't be able to walk tommorrow for our mission" He winked as I felt my cheeks fill with heat

"You sure" I purred

"Careful" He warned in his deep, husky voice that sent shivers down my spine

Everything about this was bad.

He was covered in caution tape and I was now slowly cutting off each one to get into the crime scene. My mind screamed a "no" yet everything in my body pined for his touch at that moment. The pad of his fingertips traced down my arm to my hand as he traced innocent circles. I finally snapped out of my trace, shifting the tension between us into professionalism.