part 5

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Days had past since the trial, and me and my father kept getting into fights. As usual.

"May I buy you a drink," Vincenzo sat next to me at the italian restaurant in the plaza. "Why not." I sighed.

He smiled, ordering from the waiter, which looked terrified. "You okay?" I asked slightly smiling, "Oh! Yes, yes. Yes!" He bowed and ran to his kitchen.

He brought wine out, and ran back in. "You have taste," I complimented. He grabbed his cup and swirled the wine around, "Cheers?" He held it up, I smiled clanking my glass against his.

As much as I always hated to say it, I get drunk easily. And on good days i'm sober 10 glasses.

Taking a sip I eyed him, his suit, watch, hair slicked back, his eyes, his muscular form Im imagining under.

"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I looked back up. He nodded, not taking his eyes off the glass and taking a sip. "How many body's you got? Be for real." He spit his wine, choking on it. "What?!" He coughed.

"Do I need fo repeat? How-" I said, getting cut off. "No, no. Don't repeat." He squinted wiping his mouth. "What type of body's.. do you mean..?" He mumbled. "Sex, obviously. What are you a stone cold italian mafia killer?" I joked, but his eyes only widened.

"Holy shit. Your-" He put his hand over my mouth, "Don't tell a soul." He grumbled.

You nodded, obviously shocked.

He groaned, knowing he messed up.
"So how many?" I said, intrigued. "Sex? Maybe.. three or four." He lied.

"We all know since your one sexy ass hoe, you got like Ten plus body's. Now, how about kills.." I mumbled the last part.

He stayed quiet, side-eyeing me. "Too many to count. Let's change the subject," He smiled awkwardly.

"Teach me."

"What?"

"Teach me how to kill."

A/N
SRRY FOR SHORT CHAP BUT I HAD TO MAKE SMTH WUICK ANYWAYS ILL TRY N UPDATE

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