Mafias Sweetheart

Part 16 -Dress up-

DIMITRIS POV

About five minutes after we had finished Adriana had fallen asleep on my lap, her perfect little body curled up in my arms was a sight that would bring any man to their knees.

I picked her up, opening my office door to put her in my bed, wanting her to sleep comfortably.

No one was around luckily to see her exposed body which was now only for my eyes.

I laid her in the bed, pulling the soft sheets over her tanned skin before i changed. I had more work to do but I didn't want her to wake up and be by herself after i had just taken her virginity, it seemed cruel, even for me.

I would never be able to match that feeling i had with Adriana, with all the countless girls i had slept with none of them compared to how it was with her, she was addictive and i couldnt imagine ever being able to stop.

I laid beside her, taking one last look at her before going asleep myself, she didn't know it yet but it would be one of the last nights here until i moved her to my home.

ADRIANAS POV

'BRAKE! BRAKE!' Armen screamed as we sped down the driveway, heading directly into a large stone wall.

I hit the brakes just in time, his door was wide open as he attempted to jump out the car before we crashed.

'Jesus's fucking arsehole are you mentally deficient?' He yelled, eagerly lighting up a joint as i smiled innocently.

'Oh yes smoking pot's going to make you a much better teacher' I rolled my eyes, trying to reverse the car but not being able to smoothly.

'How are you such a bad driver suka?' He asked, clearly stressed out as i tried to steer the wheel the right way.

'It's tricky!' I exclaimed, sitting up in the seat to look behind me.

He had been teaching me for the past two hours as Nick and Gabriel watched in amusement. Dimitri was out currently and left me with Armen to start learning, clearly underestimating my ability.

'Okay, lefts the brake, rights the gas...slowly...SLOWLY' He screamed as i got them mixed up again.

I was in one of Dimitris many cars, apparently the shittiest one but it was a matte black Lamborghini that looked like it would cost more then a brain transplant.

'STOP YELLING AT ME!' I told him angrily, grabbing the joint out of his hands and taking a hit.

He stared at me in disbelief as i took a few.

'No, no, nope.... I'm not being driven by a high Adriana' He spat, taking it back off me.

'Okay, so i hit the gas, check my mirrors-' I received, but being stopped by Armen.

'NO, CHECK THE MIRRORS FIRST YOU IDIO-' He screamed but it was too late, we had just crashed into the front of a much fancier car that was pulling into the compound, Dimitri in the drivers seat.

My eyes were wide as i stared at the situation.

'Your dead, your so fucking dead suka' Armen muttered in disbelief, clearly scared of Dimitri's reaction.

I watched as Dimitri got out the car, he seemed calm as he looked at me, staring at the damage but then walking over to my side of the car.

I opened the window as Armen shook his head in suspense 'Drivings going well then?' Dimitri asked sarcastically, seeming so unbothered at what had just happened.

'It was all her, she didn't listen' Armen started rambling as i rolled my eyes.

Dimitri chuckled, taking off his sunglasses.