Mafias Sweetheart

Part 12 -Drunk-

'I dont understand why were leaving, we haven't danced yet!' I exclaimed as i spun around whilst the pair of us walked out the ballroom. I almost tripped and fell flat on my face but instead of feeling the cold stone tiles Dimitris arms swept me up and held me over his shoulder, my head hanging down his back as I squeeled.

'You are certainly a handful' Dimitri sighed, walking me up the stairs.

I gasped in offence, slapping his arse in retaliation.

Probably shouldn't have done that to a mafia boss.

He scoffed, taking his hand and doing the same to me. My breathing hitched, not expecting him to do that. He opened the door to our hotel room, walking me over to the bed and throwing me down onto the soft mattress.

'Ouch' I frowned, holding myself up by my elbows as i watched him take off his suit jacket.

'You shouldn't have drank what Armen gave you' He told me.

I rolled my eyes 'Yeah that was my mistake, next time a mafia guy tells me to do something i wont' I replied sarcastically.

'Hasn't stopped you before' He shot back, moving to my ankles and taking off my heels.

'Are you going back to the party?' I asked, his hand remaining on my feet 'No, you need to sleep' He said.

I frowned again 'I dont want to go to sleep' I told him.

'Well it wasnt a question' He replied, grabbing my hands and pulling me up so that i could change.

'Why are you so determined to get me to sleep?' I sighed, stepping away from him playfully 'Am i really that much of a nightmare?'

'Trust me, sleeping is the last thing i want you doing but you decided to get drunk' He replied casually, following me.

'What would you rather me do?' i teased, unzipping the golden dress and letting it slide down my body, leaving me in the undergarments i was put in earlier, a gorgeous black corset and matching stockings.

His eyes trailed down my body, clearly caught off guard from my unexpected move.

'Adriana dont start something you cant finish' He threatened, his tongue inside his cheek.

I chuckled sweetly, sprinting away from him and into the next room.

DIMITRIS POV

This beautiful, model like girl was running around my hotel room in lingerie, out of her mind drunk and looking so perfect.

My self-restrain was really being tested this evening.

I followed her, quickly catching up to her and grabbing her waist, stopping her in her tracks.

Her sweet laugh ran through my body, as her vanilla scented skin pressed against me.

I steadied her, her doe eyes looking into mine as i worked out what she was thinking.

'I don't want to go to sleep' She whispered, her face changing to a more serious one as she let me support her.

'Don't sleep then, but put some clothes on... there's only so much of this i can take' I told her, not being able to ignore how divine she looked.

'Take me... its what im here for isn't it?' She spoke softly, her little hands moving to my chest.

I couldn't even believe what i was hearing, somehow this girl had gone from hating me to wanting me to fuck her?

This was all Armens doing... fucking cunt

I studied her face, every bone in my body was urging me to dispose of the rest of her clothes and spend the rest of the night fucking her perfect body, but i couldnt.

She wasn't like any girl i had ever known, she wasnt a whore, she wasnt a prostitute, she certainly wasnt a stripper... she was just pure.

Then she did something even more unexpected.

Her soft pink lips moved to mine and she kissed me, tasting so sweet on my tongue i couldnt resist anymore. I swiftly picked her up so that she was straddling me and moved her towards the bedroom, deepening the kiss as she clung to me.

She moaned into my neck as i laid her down, my body on top of her, still trying to find the last ounce of restraint inside of me and walk away, but it wasnt that easy.

She was drunk, this usually wouldn't be a problem for me but she was different.

'I'm not doing this' I groaned, taking her hands from her chest and placing them softly on the bed beside her.

Hurt flashes in her eyes.

'Is it me?' She whispered, those deep brown eyes so full of innocence and good as they looked into my violent and heartless ones.

I sat up 'Yes' i told her shortly, stroking the side of her face delicately.

She didn't say anything.

'Your not yourself right now, get some sleep' I said, standing up and rolling the sleeves of my shirt up, knowing if i were to look at her id cave.

'In the morning we'll go for breakfast and then the-' I started, glancing her way but instead of seeing her listening to me, she was asleep, curled into the duvet.

I let out a breath, pulling the covers over her as her chest breathed slowly.

My life would've been so much simpler if she was never taken.

An hour or so later i was sat by the fire in the hotel suite, going through my plans for the next week, Armen had came back not too long ago and was busy fucking the whore he came with in his room.

As much as i tried to clear my head from my interaction earlier with Adriana it wasn't working and i couldn't focus on much. I poured myself another glass of scotch and downed it, rubbing my temples in frustration.

Once i was tired enough to sleep i locked the doors and checked in with Nick, knowing that we would have to keep an eye out for Marco, the leader of the Sicilian Mafia who had tendencies to try to take what wasnt his. After than i went back to the bedroom, Adriana still sound asleep in bed, looking as perfect as usual.

I couldn't sleep beside her, my thoughts would keep me up and being able to sense her presence next to me would drive me insane.

I went to the balcony to smoke a joint before sleeping on the couch, not being able to shake the feeling of danger ahead of me but most importantly her.