Irresistible Love

16 | A Twisted Secret

Nikolai's POV:

Me and Anthony stood in his office.

Both of us have glasses of bourbon in our left hands.

He sat at his desk as I stood in the middle of the room.

My mind was else where, and so was my body.

I wanted to go back downstairs and see Ellie again.

I wanted to go and kiss her more. And honestly, never stop.

I wish I could.

I shouldn't WANT to do anything with her. I shouldn't even want to kiss her. I should want to kick her ass to the curb and still get mad at her and have an argument with her because we despised one another.

But I don't.

When she didn't talk to me for three days I struggled so fucking bad.

I wanted to talk to her about it but I kept getting shoved aside and pushed away.

And after Anthony and Beverly came home, I knew that some fucker HAD to write about it. Of course they did. They BEGGED us to give them something and stupid enough we did.

We kissed in front of cameras and now it's all over Italy.

Now, we are probably the talk of the Mafia right now.

"So. How is it going?" I asked trying to clear the air.

Anthony narrowed his eyes as he downed his glass.

"Don't even do that Nik. Don't try this 'how are you' bullshit."

I rolled my eyes. "I am not doing anything." I responded.

Anthony changed his posture as he sat up in his chair causing it to creak.

My glass hung down to my hand, as I occasionally lifted it to my lips to feel the sweet and strong taste of the alcohol run through my veins.

"You cannot fool me Nik. I KNOW that kissing her wasn't just an act."

I rolled my eyes as I took a few steps towards his desk. "It was Brown. You know I hate her. Why would I kiss her if I hate her ass?"

He chuckled. "You fucking tell me Russo."

I sighed. "Look. You asked me to take her out. I did. The press were practically begging us for something all night. If we didn't do SOMETHING we would have been caught and gotten in trouble for a favor that you asked us to do." I said as I pointed my finger directly at him.

Anthony hands sat directly on top of the table as the veins in his muscles tensed up.

I stood their unbothered and the truth was. That I was.

I had nothing to admit. Because to be honest I didn't even know what to call that kiss or the kiss that we just had 5 minutes ago.

But all I knew was that it wasn't going to be forgotten. It was imprinted. It was going to stick in my mind for as along as she was around. And I had a feeling that she was going to be here for a long time.

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Ellie's POV:

I threw some clothes into my suitcase, as words were practically tearing up my ear drums by my mother on the phone.

My device was perched against my ear, as my head tilted to the side to keep it propped up.

"What in the world Ellie! Who in the hell is that man that you were kissing on the magazine?!"