Mafias Sweetheart

Part 7 -Interrupted-

ADRIANAS POV

My eyes fluttered open, a sense of peace filled me for the first few seconds i was awake before my mind was flooded with what happened last night.

Dimitri shot a man.

Killed him.

His body was on mine, a large bullet through his skull and his blood painted on my skin.

My chest started racing as I looked around, in a much nicer room than i was in yesterday, wearing his jacket and the lingerie i was in last night.

I had no idea what would happen now, where they'd put me or what would happen to me. As i thought about it the door opened, Dimitri walking in and noticing i was awake.

'Morning' He greeted casually, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.

I felt awkward, remembering the way i held on close to him last night, finding comfort with being with him.

But he was a monster, a mafia boss who killed and tortured people every day.

Why was i only comforted by him?

'About last night...' He started, whilst i sat up in bed.

'Thank you' I interrupted.

He raised an eyebrow, confused as to why i thanking him.

'For stopping that from happening' I said slowly, meeting his eyes that softened when i smiled softly.

'It's fine' He replied, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge.

He looked at his wrist as he finished pulling up his sleeves 'Your not going back there' He told me.

'Where will i go now? Home?' I asked him hopefully.

His eyes returned to mine, his expression already telling me my answer.

'Adriana you cant leave the mafia, you don't have a home anymore' He replied, the darkness in his eyes sending a shiver down my spine.

'I never joined the mafia, i never wanted any of this' I told him, anger boiling inside of my chest.

He stood up 'You'll be staying here, under my protection, which might i add, you should start being more grateful for' He spoke, carelessly ignoring what i had said.

I didn't reply, just watched as he stood up and walked to the door, opening it and leaving so easily.

After half an hour or so of laying in bed and clearing my head, i decided to look for some clothes and shower.

This room was clearly Dimitris, it wasnt filled with things but from the luxury of it i could tell.

The shower was huge, it even had seats in it and about five different shower heads spraying in different directions. After showering and cleaning the events off last night off me i wrapped a fluffy white towel around myself and looked for some clothes.

There was about twenty luxurious outfits in there, ranging from skirts to dresses, barley any comfortable clothes. I searched the back of it, finding a large black hoodie that probably belonged to Dimitri but I didn't fancy wearing a dress right now. I picked a pair of cotton shorts and pulled them up my legs, feeling much more comfortable than i was before in tiny little underwear set.

My hair was still wet when i walked out of the room, looking around the compound. I wandered downstairs, awkwardly walking past some men who stared at me curiously.

Two large doors were open and showed a round table where Armen and Dimitri sat, alongside two other men.

'The UA Galas tommorow and we'll need to make sure the northern mafia aren't still causing problems with-' Dimitri spoke, stopping when he noticed me at the door and his expression softening.