BELLA- A MAFIA ROMANCE

Frustration.

Aaliyah Stepanov-

The second the flames rose they were gone just as quickly, Stefano had pulled the sprinkler lever for the garage and as the water came down from the ceiling and destroyed my plane we were both now stood soaked.

"Get upstairs." He said to me, more like demanded. I wasn't used to this, usually he would've shouted at me, waited for me to attack him to fight back or just something. But instead he just seemed calm and almost unbothered.

I clenched my teeth and bit my tongue whilst balling my hands into fists by my sides but also obliging him- I walked out of the garage and made my way up to my room. Closing my door behind me as I instantly walked into my bathroom to shower and change. When I'd annoy him he'd show me interest- some kind of emotion. Instead of just sitting and staring at his laptop screen all day he'd actually have some personality to him even if it wasn't the best feature.

Stefano Bianchi-

Once she went upstairs without arguing I raised my hand and pinched the bridge of my nose, still stood in my wet slacks and shirt. Before I knew it I was now hearing David laughing in the corner, he got along with Aaliyah well. I liked it since she always had someone to go to if she really needed to but at times he could get too involved. "Laugh again and I'll cut your tongue out-" and the second I finished speaking he immediately stopped talking and made his leave since he was finished for the day.

I went up to my own room and showered quickly before changing into a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting vest. I knew that I shouldn't of said the things that I had said to her earlier, I wasn't necessarily gonna apologise but I know I needed to make a point that what I said wasn't true. She was far from weak.

I walked out of my room and made my way to her own, not knocking since she was in my house. I walked in and turned around to face the door since she was sat on her bed moisturising her whole body. Naked.

"Your mother ever teach you to knock?" She said which made me let out a low sigh and close my eyes, trying to keep my cool with her just for now. I could hear her finding something to cover herself up.

"We all know yours didn't." I replied back, knowing that her mother loved drugs more than her.

"Asshole." She commented

"Whore." I replied

"Jealous?" I rolled my eyes at her question and turned around to face her.

"You tried to set my garage alight." I said to her whilst crossing both of my arms over my chest whilst watching her reaction which was a simple shrug which made me clench my jaw slightly. She got up and walked into her closet, coming out in what looked like sportswear.

"Are you alright?" She questioned as she made her way towards me and placed her hand against my forehead. "You're burning up... maybe this is why you keep pointing out the obvious. Aw you poor thing." She mocked with a fake frown on her face.

I grabbed her wrist and lowered it down from my head, my grip slightly tighter than it needed to be. "And where do you think you're off to? I've sent David home and you're not allowed out of the house. The all black sportswear suggests that you're planning something." I said to her before releasing her wrist.

"There you go, someone's got their brain back, welcome back to this shitshow. And yes, I'm going out. Am I telling you where? No. Will I kick your ass if you don't let me go? One hundred percent." She said with a tone of sass in her voice, I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that she thought she could take me down. We had done the tango many times and every time I won.

"You know I'm better than you Russian scum and that I'll show you up everyday of the week. You're staying here. I'll be sure to lock the door on my way out." Perhaps I had forgotten that I was attempting to apologise to her but all of that went out of the window when she started talking. However, now that I thought about it this was the first conversation that we had without trying to kill eachother within five seconds. But now it has been around Ive minutes and she wasn't taking my words kindly.

"Aaliyah-" I said in a warning tone as I could see the gears in her brain turning.

She reached forward at a rapid pace and kneed me in my groin which caused me to lean over, she took this opportunity to uppercut me which hurt like a bitch but I couldn't show her that. Blood dripped from my nose and into my white vest as I grabbed ahold of her leg when she attempted to kick me and threw her down to the floor.

I quickly dropped down to the floor next to her and dug my elbow into her ribs but I was so focused on my anger that I didn't see her legs spin around and trap my throat between them. I had no weapons on me and I could feel the lack of oxygen now affecting me and my lungs. I raised my hands and tried to punch her off but she was acting as if they didn't affect her. I raised my hands once again and attempted to dig my nails into her thighs but it was no use. I was trapped.

"Night night husband." Was the last thing I heard before my vision went black and my body fell limp.

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Looks like Aaliyah finally managed to overpower him-

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