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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My eyelids fluttered open after a long night of sleep. I felt a hand rub my back and slowly looked up at Gavino who smiled down at me.
He pressed a kiss to my head and I snuggled closer to him, if that was even possible. "Are you sore?" he asked and I shook my head.
"I'm not feeling anything right now, but maybe when I stand up," I whispered and felt my eyelids dropping. Gavino tickled me slightly which made me jolt awake.
I whined and tried to push off his hands but he just laughed. "We have couples therapy to go to now," Gavino said and I frowned.
"What?" He sat up and I groaned as he left me laying there.
"Nora and Christian. We need to help them with their problems, Denise will also be there after a while. Be prepared for drama," Gavino spoke and I sighed.
I sat up and felt a little dizzy but when I stood up the pain rushed to my legs. I groaned and Gavino chuckled at me.
"Need help?" he teased and I rolled my eyes.
"No, thank you," I answered and he smiled. I slowly walked over to the bathroom where I washed my face and then started getting ready.
I did my makeup, hair and then picked out my clothes.
I walked out of my closet to find Gavino waiting for me with a smile on his face. "When did you become so cute?" I asked and his smiled turned into a glare.
I laughed and walked down the stairs. I needed to eat some breakfast before all the drama. I chcked the fridge and found some strawberries, mango, pineapple and more fruits so I decided to make a little fruit bowl. "Do you want one?" I questioned and Gavino nodded.
"Sure, if it's not too much trouble," he responded and I smiled.
I cut the fruit while he just stood behind me and played with my hair. "I have a knife, just so you know," I told him and he laughed.
"Yeah? What are you going to do with it?" he teased me and I turned around and pointed it at him.
"Be careful, you never know when a hand might slip," I spoke and he smiled.
He leaned forward like he was going to kiss me but I still held the knife out in front of me. He quickly grabbed it and turned me around so my back was pressed against his front. "Are you in the position to make threats?" he whispered into my ear and I felt his warm breath trace down my neck.
He pressed a light kiss against my collarbone and I tried to get him to release the grip he had on my hands but he held them hard. He placed kisses on different parts of my neck as if the hickeys he had given me last night weren't enough.
"They'll be here soon," he mumbled and then let go of my hands. He gave me the knife and then sat back down as I cut the rest of the fruit.
When I was down I handed him the bowl and then sat down next to him.
