Drawn to Him

thirty - four

Elise's POV:

It took an entire night of convincing me to go back with Roman. I agreed to go and see how I felt and if I didn't like it we'd figure something out.

He keeps saying he'll move to Seattle if that's what he has to do but I know he can't. Since his father died he's had to step majorly and be the right leader his mafia deserves.

"I'm so happy", Romans murmurs while we lay in bed facing each other. He scoots in and kissed my lips. "Me too", I replied. "Never letting you out of my sight again," he slipped his hand down my back to grab my ass.

After showering together he couldn't keep his hands off me, not that I was complaining or anything it's just he wasn't like this before.

Roman stayed in his hotel room while I went back to my apartment to tell Luca what I had planned. He was sitting in the living room watching football highlights.

"Oh hey," he turned his head towards me. I shut the front door behind me and smile at him. "So what'd you decide?" he asked me.

I plopped down on the couch beside him and told him. "I'm gonna go back with him, but I want you to come with us."

He makes that face and just sits here, probably thinking. Luca then shrugs and smirks, "I guess that could work."

"Aaahh!" I shriek with excitement and hug him close. "We'll finally go home again", I say. He pats my back and pulls away.

"So should we start packing?" Luca says. I nodded and he left, I got up to call Roman and tell him. "Whatcha doing?" I ask him.

"Ordering room service, why what'd he say?" he asks. "He's fine with it and I want him to come back with us", I tell him.

Roman was quiet from a moment and I waited. "Alright, that can be arranged", he answered. "Will the two of you be okay?" I say in hushed tones. "Never hurt to try", he responds. Roman hung up and I went to find Luca to help him pack.

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Roman's POV;

Elise and I met on the tarmac where my jet waited, I wasn't expecting anything from Luca when they arrived and that's fine.

He was taking a nap while Elise and I were sitting on the couch, her looking through magazines and me just admiring her.

She laid with her legs on my lap and I was just caressing them.

"Your library might be a bit dusty, well the books anyway", I say moving my hands along her legs. "Hm that's okay, I haven't really been reading as much", she said.

"Drawing?" I ask. She shakes her head and flips the page. "What have been doing in your spare time?" I quiz.

She closes the magazine and our eyes meet. She grins a bit then answers, "Things.. work, train, eliminate problems." I nod slowly. I feel as the "things" comment was hint for something else.

I look at her concerning and she gives in. "I may have slept with someone, one person, several times", she replies.

Ahh

I shrug, "It happens" "Does it?" her voice lowers an adds a tone of sarcasm. "No", I said and stopped my hand from touching her leg.

"Don't be upset", she chuckled and continued to look through the magazine. "I thought I'd never see you again, wanted to move on", she says seriously now.