Until Damiano died my sins only consisted of coming home late and sneaking out. Now I have killed and tortured my way to the top, and uncovered a world I didn't know existed. A world that was supposed to be long gone.
A world where kill counts and c...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I stretched as I woke up the next morning, feeling tiered, I got to bed late but I slept well.
As I pulled of my pyjamas to get changed I noticed a bruise forming on my leg from where Valentino had grabbed it and I couldn't help but smile at the thought.
It was a shade of purple and when I looked at it, it felt as if I could once again feel his rough hands around my thigh.
He was in pain and he used it to relive some of it, but I couldn't help the thighs running through my head. I couldn't help but want him to hold me roughly again, but for different reasons.
I got ready, putting a little extra effort in then usual before making my way to the cafeteria. I don't usually make any effort, but I want to look good, especially after last night.
I sat with Angelo, elena, theo and Malcom and dived into my pancakes.
I poured loads of syrup on them as I practically inhaled the fluffy texture.
So good.
"So how did you do it" I felt a whisper in my ear and looked up to see an unfamiliar face. The man was tall and skinny, with stubble coating his jaw and chin. I hadn't seen his face before but I knew he was one of Valentino's men.
Eh?
"Do what?" I raised an eyebrow confused of what he was taking about.
"Get to the top. You've been here less then five minuets and you are already going on important missions and given more trust then people who have been here years. Your obviously spreading your legs for someone".
Is he joking? I should forgive this considering he doesn't know who I am. My name travelled like wildfire through the underworld but my face didn't. You wouldn't know the face of Chiara Moretti unless you met her yourself.
It he was about to.
It wasn't hidden as per say, but if you haven't met me then why would you know what I look like?
I was going to ignore his comment and let it slide before he spoke again "so, who is it, Theo? Angelo? Both?" He had a snide grin plastered across his face and before he could talk again I pulled out my gun and shot him between his eyes.
"Valentino isn't going to like that" Malcom spoke up causing me to chuckle.
I don't give a rats ass.
Valentino probably isn't going to like it but I didn't care. He was rude, and now he won't be.
Problem solved.
"I wouldn't worry" Angelo spoke up "he's not here".
What? This confused me.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"He's gone to visit a business friend" Angelo informed.
