THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS

9.KILLING

AMARA
My head feels so heavy, I shouldn't have drunk so much.
I get up looking around trying to figure where I am

Oh I remember, this must his room

I like how dark it is. His bed is huge and extremely comfortable
I honestly don't want to get up but I have to freshen up

I'm still in my clothes so nothing happened and I'm just one of those people that remembers everything nomatter how drunk I get

My stupid brain always reminds me of every stupid thing I did or said, but somehow it can't stop me from doing those stupid things

There two doors in here, one must be the bathroom, the other probably a walk in closet.
I decide on the one on the left and bingo, it's the the bathroom
I find a spare towel and toothbrush on the sink counter top and I mentally thank him

I go back into the room remembering I had makeup remover in my bag
I find my purse at one of the side tables surprised I didn't notice it before. grabbing the makeup remover, I go back to the bathroom

The bathroom has a nice chill vibe to it
It's white but the lights are blue giving it a cool feeling
I look in the mirror and my makeup has gotten cakey and my hair is a mess

I get cleaned up and head to his closet practically making myself feel at home I grab a Tshirt and some boxers

I grab my phone from my bag and find a text from each of my friends

I reply quickly and head downstairs and take in the rest of his house. Honestly it's to big for one person

I hear sounds coming from a door to my left and follow them weird right, like I have never watched horror movies

I open the door and it's the kitchen. I get in further and take a sit at one of the island chairs

"Morning Xander" He looks back surprised, I guess he didn't hear me come in

"Good morning Freckles how did you sleep" Gosh nothing is hotter than a guy in gray sweatpants dangerously hanging below his waist, shirtless. and cooking for you. well, I guess it's for me I mean, who else is here

"Great thanks for letting me crush here"
"No problem here eat up and drink this" He hands me food and water with a pill which I'm guessing is a pain killer

"You cooked me Fettuccine Alfredo" I scream he chuckles
"Yeah try it" I take a bite and OMG this is heavenly and I don't stop. I moan at how good it is and look up at him and his looking at me intensely and I swallow hard

"Is it good" I nod my head a few times slowly and stuff my mouth with more
He chuckles again and smiles at me

"I'll get you something to drink"
He comes round the island and stands besides me handing me my favourite drink. How did he know I liked this drink? I think to myself

I take a sip and continue eating
After a few minutes of sitting in silence,I speak

"How do you know how to cook fettuccine this good?" I ask taking a sip of my drink
"My mum taught me" He says smiling

"Oh and where is she"
"Italy" I look at me seriously now
"You lived in Italy"
Yeah my mum met my dad in Italy and had me there"

"That explains the name" he chuckles for the third time
"Yeah Enzo Romano"
"You're middle name is Enzo" He nods and then I nod

"Why did you leave" I ask and his soft expression changed into a cold one, must have hit a nerve. Shit

"You don't hav..."
"My dad wanted me to take over his.. amm.. business" He says cutting me still not understanding what was wrong with that he continues

"His" He purses "his in the mafia" he says I look at him looking for a sign of humour but nothing, his being serious

"When I was a kid,more like 12, he made me shot one of the people that betrayed him" I turn my store giving him my full attention

"He said it was to make stronger and build me into a man. He trained me day and night, had me killing people mostly for his own pleasure and when I refused, he would beat up my mum" He looks away angry

"He knew beating me wouldn't hurt me so he went for the one person I loved most"

"Mum must have had enough and left me with him. I didn't mind at all,I was proud of her. she has her own clothing line so I knew she would be okay"

He looks down at my bare legs and smiles
"Are you wearing my boxers" my cheeks heat up. how can he change the subject so quickly

"They look good on you, so does my Tshirt"
"Enzo" He smiles at the mention of his middle name
"Sorry I just had to point it out"
He grins

"I went into his office one time and just told him I didn't want to kill people for a living"
"You sell drugs" I say bluntly

"Well I had to find a way to make bank, it's tuff out in these streets and he cut me off completely. My mum used to send me Money and that's what I started with building my own legacy" He says gesturing to the house looking around with a smug look on his face

"I know it's close to my dad's business but atleast I'm not technically killing anyone. The kill themselves to be honest"

"Do you take your own drugs"he looks away and then back to me
"Sometimes when my mums cries become to much to bare" He must have nightmares

"How come we didn't do anything yesterday" I have been holding in that question for a long time, it wasn't my best timing but the alcohol must still be in my system

He comes in closer and stands in between my legs his body towering over me but I force myself to look up

His body is well belt and I can see everything last bite of it every scratch and every tattoo. I study each one. I go down to his abs and my hands are itching to touch

He places his hands on my thighs and draws circles on them
"I don't hook up with drunk girls"
"I'm not drunk now" He smirks he comes even closer and his hands start to get closer to my already wet area

His teasing me, I know but I don't care the electric feeling his sending me feels too good to stop him

"Go on a date with me" he whispers
I nod and he leaves me all hot and bothered
Idiot

I wear one of his sweats and he drops me off at home, waits for me to get ready and takes me to work

I can't wait for our date
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