She is an assassin in her brother's mafia. She is fierce and has strong opinions. One of those opinions is that she has always disliked the leader of the mafia they worked with, an alliance had been formed a while ago and now the Italian and Spanish...
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There was only one day left in Jamaica. It had been 13 days since we had arrived and 14 days since I had gotten married. But I had gotten used to the thought of it now. It felt normal.
The day after our flight was going to leave for the United States where we would be staying with Ophelia for three days.
I was so excited to catch up with her and finally see how she lived and more importantly how Enzo lived because that guy scared me a little.
Even though I was the princess of the Spanish mafia and now the queen of the Italian mafia. I was very indimidated by Enzo. There was just something about him that both intruigued me and scared me.
But I woke up with a smile on my face that morning and felt a light kiss being pressed on my head. "Good morning," Gavino's morning voice rang out and my smile grew.
"Good morning," I replied and slowly opened my eyes. I sat up a little but he dragged me back down to him.
"You look beautiful," he said and I frowned.
"No kisses before brushing our teeth. You know this, don't try to compliment me to get me to kiss you," I responded and he chuckled.
"Just once," he pleaded and I shook my head.
"Never ever, it's gross," I spoke and he sighed.
"You know me too well," he stated and I got out of the bed and started changing my clothes. Gavino just watched me and his smirk grew as I took off my shirt to change into a new one.
"Ew, go out if you're going stare like that!" I scolded him and he laughed a little.
"It's funny how things can go back to exactly what they were in just a matter of days," Gavino spoke more to himself than me and I rolled my eyes.
"You're the one who's a pedophile," I replied and he turned around and stared at me. The look he gave me made me immediately realize that it was time to run. So I quickly ran to the bathroom but he got a hold of the door before I had a chance to lock it and immediately picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.
He put me down on the bed and hovered over me. "No, Gavino. Morning breath!" I exclaimed and he just smiled.
"Relax, I am not going to kiss you," he responded and then instead he started tickling me. My shrieks and giggles echoed through the whole room as his hands roamed my body and poked me in the side.
I held my hands up in surrender and yelled stop and after a while he finally stopped. "Isn't it better if I kiss you with morning breath?" he asked and I shook my head.
"Never."
"Okay, you want me to tickle you again?" he questioned and I narrowed my eyes.
"No, perhaps do neither," I told him and he smiled.
