~~Lina's P.O.V ~~
The next morning I feel refreshed after getting that small spout of crazy out of my system; I know the men were all taken back by the way I was but little do they know it's not my first time. My childhood was filled with nights like that, my father ran with the cartel and of course with that comes many dangers to your family.. my mother went against her father's wishes one day resulting in him killing her in front of me at ten years old; after that, I became cold and felt nothing until I began doing things that sent my adrenaline pumping; shit can make you feel so fucking alive even when you're dead inside but when I couldn't contain it any more people found out and thus I was arrested, put in a psych ward, and given medication until I was out and able to control my urges that is until earlier this year when I began feeling that deep hunger for danger, adrenaline, excitement... I've craved the familiar red splatter that would come so easily at home. My father eventually killed himself for reasons unknown to everyone leaving me at sixteen to fend for myself, so that's what I've done..
I walk down to the kitchen after showering and sliding on a simple, low-cut spring dress, letting my feet go bare for the day since it's finally Sunday. "Good morning." I chirp, earning all heads snapping my way."Everything okay?" I question taking a seat in between Paul and Tony. "I heard you got to spend time in the basement with the boys." Ms. Gretchen eyes me worriedly, "Sure did." I smile, taking a sip of the black coffee she places in front of me, "embrace così tosta!" (You looked so badass!) Frank pipes placing his plate in the sink "Thanks" I giggle."You didn't even look bothered by what you were doing." Tony smiles nudging me "Mmm it was nice to blow off some steam." I murmur."Good morning." The familiar voice travels through me before he comes into view."Good morning." We all say one after another."On another note, how'd your date go?" Gretchen smiles, making me choke on the hot coffee effectively burning my nostrils when it spills through them. "Fine," I say doing my best to clean myself up, giving her a pleading look to stop asking in front of everyone, but my plea is ignored.
"Just fine? You looked gorgeous and came home a bit late sooo." I feel everyone's eyes on me sending heat rushing to my cheeks."Ms. Gretchen, please." I whine sliding off the chair." we can talk later, okay?" I give her a warm smile, earning a smirk back."I'll hold you to that." For an older woman, Ms. Gretchen acts as if she's in her twenties... I love it, but I hate it, too. I place my finished cup in the sink, not feeling up to food, and plop down on the couch in the living room. When I turn on the TV, I feel the couch dip next to me, snapping my gaze to the spot. "You gonna watch a movie with me, Pauly?" I joke turning on Twilight "Actually I wanted to hear what last night was about." I turn to face him criss, crossing my legs."I just wanted to have fun, so what?" He shakes his head "Lina the guys said you sounded like the Capo when he gets carried away. that's not the best." I place my hands on his shoulder, giving him a light shake."Try, not to worry so much Pauly, believe me, what I did last night isn't that bad." I sigh."I've been through a lot, let's just say that."
"Neonata." I release Paul's shoulders turning my attention to the voice behind me "Nicoli" I smile, standing up from my spot "Come." He commands and like a small puppy I'm by his side following his every word, we walk up to the fourth floor but instead of heading straight to his office he leads me to his room shutting the door behind us coming inches from my face "So, you think you can run with someone like me neonata?" His gaze holds mine with a glint of excitement rushing through those emerald orbs."I can do more than just run with you, Capo." I say the last part, in a seductive tone, running my finger down the middle of his firm chest, watching as his lips part. "You're going to be a fucking problem." He groans smashing his lips to mine, he lifts me from my behind wrapping my legs around him as our tongues dance together in perfect sync. The taste of bitter coffee mixed with his sweet taste "You looked so fucking sexy splattered in his blood." He moans against my lips sending a wave of electricity rushing over me, I deepen the kiss entangling my fingers in his hair giving it a rough tug and earning a deep groan.
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His Mafia Queen
RomanceLina lives an average life; between work and school she doesn't have much time for any excitement anymore, especially with her choppy past as a mentally unstable adrenaline junky but when she finally gets a little taste of a man who can take her on...