She's seductive, evil, manipulative. An assassin that will stop at nothing to kill a target.
He's dark, handsome, mysterious. A Mafia Boss that will stop at nothing for what he wants.
He's her next target.
What happens when he suddenly feels entra...
It's been at least three days since I last saw Luca. After I passed out they brought me to a room which I can only assume is my own. The room is painted a beautiful cream white and the bed has dark oak frame that reaches the ceiling.
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who ever designed this room was clearly talented.
The bathroom was small but it was also a perfect size to make anyone feel comfort. There's a tall cabinet up the side of the shower that had skin care products on the shelves. The first thing I noticed was the large circle mirror that was above the marble sink.
It's perfect.
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I get disturbed from my thoughts as Marco Ferrari walks into my room and just glares at me.
"What's with the funny look, Marco?" I ask genuinely interested in what his problem was
"Get up. Boss needs to speak to you in his office." His voice is stern and he seems slightly annoyed by my presence even though he's the one that rudely interrupted my day dreaming
I just nod my head as I slide of the bed and make my way to leave the bedroom only to be put in handcuffs.
These men are dramatic.
I hiss at Marco as he tightens the restraints more than they should be, which he responds with a sly look.
"You don't want to piss me off Ferrari," I cant help but let the words spill out of my mouth
"That's funny considering the fact that you're the one been held hostage." His response is quick but it didn't affect me in anyway.
I know everything I need to know about the Italian Mafia and how to slowly take them down so that no one will remember their pathetic names.
Just as I was about to speak up I get pushed into a room that has bookshelves across the entire walls apart from one that had a window with a exceptionally large desk placed in front of it.
The body that sits in the chair behind the desk looks up and I can practically feel the hatred rise through his body at the sight of me.
"Sit down." He speaks up as Marco exits the room, leaving me and Luca alone.
This man just doesn't learn his lesson, does he not remember that I shot him a couple days ago?
... and yet he's willing to be alone with me
"Yes sir," I emphasise the 'sir' and feel a smirk play on my lips as I notice Luca's body tense at the word.
Been trapped here might not be as bad as I thought it would be.
I like games and it seems I've just found my new favourite one to play.
