His Guilty Pleasure

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Valentina's pov:

I was walking to my room slowly and dramatically like i would if I attended a funeral. Well I am attending a funeral. Mine.

I can't go with him. What am I gonna do?

I entered my room and i saw three suitcases open on my bed. I walked to my walk in closet and started to take off my things from the shelves.

I took my t-shirts, sweatpants, dresses and underwear and threw them on my bed.

A knock on my door made me turn my head and I went to unlock it.

"Mrs Martineli? Hi, I'm Bella. Your father send me here to help you pack." A small blonde blue eyed girl appeared at my door with a smile on her face.

" Hi Bella, please call me Valentina. Thank you for coming." I kindly answered her.

She walked in and saw the unfolded clothes on my bed. She reached them and started to fold and place them on the suitcases.

As she finished with my sweatpants she went to the underwear but I stopped her.

"Let me do this." I said

"Oh, yeah sure." she nodded her head a blush noticeable on her cheeks.

As soon as we tossed them all in, we closed the suitcases and Bella called for someone to come pick them up.

After about five minutes, a tall muscular man entered my room and took my bags. He was at least 6.1 ft.

Vincent is taller.
Wait, no. Why do I compare him to mr big bad wolf?

He was in his early twenties and he had deep green eyes and brown hair.

Vincent's eyes are prettier. Period.

"I'm supposed to be his best friend and he sends me to do this shit." He whispered but I heard him.

"Hi." I told him but he didn't bother to answer me.

"I'm Valentina." I added and he looked at me boringly.

"No," he said "you're the reason our mafia lost 500k. I don't even know why Vincent agreed to this deal." He rudely said and with that, he left me and Bella alone.

"He needs to get laid." I told her and she laughed.

"Well, I'll leave you alone. It was nice meeting you." She said and walked to the door.

"No, wait. I want to get to know you. Please join me."

I offered her one of my chocolate ice creams, what a sacrifice, but she shook her head.

Who says no to free ice cream?

"I'm sorry I don't know if I should stay."

"Please, do it for me." I puppy eyed her and she slightly laughed.

"Ok, fine. But only for a few minutes okay?"

"Sure, sure."

One hour later:

"I KNOW. LIKE WHO DOES SHIT LIKE THIS?" I told her and she started laughing.

"I can't believe you actually punched that guy."

"Hey girl. It's not my fault he cheated on his girlfriend. He definitely deserved it."

"Yeah and when-"