The Mafia Boss (Book 1)

Chapter 13: Accidents Happen, Right?

Take A Hint-Night Inn

Luciano gets tipsy while I stay sober.

"Come dance with me!" Luciano says. "Right now." 

"No....I'm okay." I say. 

"Oh you are so boring." He groans. "I'm going to go find another girl to dance with, bye." He waves and goes downstairs.

It's my time to make him jealous.

I follow him down the stairs. I look around the crowd for a man, and I soon find one while Luciano talks to a blonde bitch at the bar. She's running her hands up and down his chest, smiling her pearly white teeth and laughing like a barbie.

A small ping of jealousy runs through me, but I wave it away.

I walk towards the man. "Hey." I say, trying to be flirty. I literally have no fucking idea what I am doing right now.

"Hey, beautiful." The man says. "What you up to tonight?" 

"Trying to find the perfect guy to dance with." I say, sighing seductively.  "And I think I may have found him, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, do you have a boyfriend?" The man asks. I stop myself from flinching when he touches my waist. But I can barely contain it. I don't like the waist touch.

"No." I smirk. "Not really into commitment, what about you?" That was a lie. But I smile more at the man.

"Neither am I." He says. "I'm Chris." 

"I'm Kara." I lie. Kiara and Kara are pretty close. 

"Beautiful name for a beautiful woman." Chris says, "Would you like to dance and have a good time with me, Kara?"

"I would love that." I grin, grabbing his hand, I lead him to the edge of the dance floor, close to Luciano. I take a look at Luciano. He's looking at the man I'm dancing with.

One step farther.

I run my hands up and down Chris's chest, Chris's hands roam my waist and back. Going down to my butt. I try to push his hands slowly away, but he doesn't understand.

One more step.

I turn my back and grind my ass against his area. He goes hard immediately. "I think you want more than dancing." I grin. 
"So much more." Chris says. "So much more."

I grind against him more. He lifts up my dress and I spin around, my dress flowing around me. Then I hear a low growl from behind me.

"Get away from her." A booming voice says. The accent. Of course, Luciano couldn't take it. He couldn't watch.

"Who are you?" Chris demands. "What do you want with her?"
"I'm taking my girl home." Luciano growls, his eyes connecting with mine. "Get your ass over here right now, before I do something I won't regret."

Luciano slowly pulls out a gun and Chris, literally pisses himself. Running away.

"Get over here, now." Luciano says to me.

"You selfish asshole." I hiss at him, walking over. "You are ruining all the fun, You can go and fuck your little slut, let me be happy."

"The only person I will be fucking, Is you." He growls back. He takes my hand, I flinch, trying to get away, but he doesn't let me go.

Luciano drags me outside and shoves me up against the wall.

"What the fuck were you doing?" Luciano demands, his voice raising angrily. "What the fuck were you going to do with that pussy!"

"He...." I can't speak. Luciano steps towards me. 

I'm in a corner again. Father's footsteps walking towards me. I hear the droplets of water on the floor of the dark moldy basement room.

It's been two days alone in here. I'm so hungry and thirsty.

"You bitch, You are such a bitch." My father tells me. "I wish you were never born, you are a disappointment, a whore."

I don't speak. 

"Are you going to answer me, bitch!" Father yells at me, slapping me across the face. I fall to the floor and he kicks me over and over again till I am coughing up blood, and backed against a wall.

A brick wall.

"Please don't hurt me." I whisper. I fall to a crouch, hiding my face from him. If he were to hit me I would want it anywhere except the face.

Luciano gets into a crouch in front of me. "Kiara, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to raise my voice at you...."
Tears stream down my cheeks. I am such an emotional ugly bitchy whore who can never be loved. 

"Kiara, can you look at me?" He asks. "I will take you home." I shake my head, still shaking and crying. "Can I pick you up and take you to the car?"

I look up at him. His green beautiful eyes look sad, and sorry. "Hey. I'm sorry." I've never noticed his eye color. But it is so beautiful.

"I...." I whimper. "I-I'm s-so-sorry." 

"Don't be sorry..." Luciano slowly and carefully reaches his hand to my chin. He lifts my face up to his. He leans in closer and before I can stop anything.

Luciano, The Italian ruthless, deadly, Mafia boss.

Kisses me.

He kisses me softly, his lips touching mine softly. I don't pull away. 
My first kiss. 

He pulls away from me and gives me a soft and kind smile. "Let me take you home and get you to bed, you must be very tired." 

I can't say that I am not tired.

I let Luciano help me up off the ground. He stays a foot or two away from me as he walks me down the street to the waiting car.

"What about Adriana and Matteo?" I ask. "Who is going to get them?"

"They will call me or any other family member, or a cab." Luciano says. "I will come and get them if they are not back by one AM."
"What time is it?" I ask.

"Eleven PM." He responds, Luciano opens the door for me and I get into the car. I try to forget about the kiss.

It was nice and kind, everything I wanted before. 

I'm glad that it was like that, not forceful and harsh. Not angry and powerful. Normal, Kind, sweet, soft and caring. 

Everything that I always wanted.

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Luciano and I get back to the apartment. He unlocks the door and hangs the keys up. I kick off my heels and hold them in my hands.
"Thank you, for taking me out." I say. "I will see you tomorrow."
"Goodnight." Luciano says. "I'm right across the hall from your room if you need anything."

"Thanks." I say, I walk to my room. My insides squealing. My heart jumping up and down in my chest.

My brain is scolding me. Calling me a traitor and a bitch for saying that I could never like him and I would never kiss or touch him.

I didn't plan for it to happen. It just did.

Accidents happen, right?