Chapter 10

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"I got betrayed when my heart was pure, I will never forget that."

5 years ago

"Are you in the Mafia?" I ask Matteo.

"What?" He asks me like it's a weird question.

"I was kidnapped, tied to a chair, you and your men got me out. Not cops. So, that being said. Are you in the fucking mafia."

"No." Liar.

"No?"

"No. I'm in a cartel. " I guess he didn't lie then, nevermind.

"Cartel?"

"Yes. Well, if we are being completely honest and I feel like after what happened you deserve my honesty, I am a leader of the Cartel."

"You are the boss?"

"Yes. Does that scare you?"

"A little." I lied. But I'm honestly surprised he told me the truth. I guess 10 points to Matteo.

"Only a little?"

"Well, I'm not scared of you if that's what you are asking. And I'm not scared of what you do for a living. I am a little scared of your enemies, due to the latest events that give me nightmares, but you saved me. You didn't have to, but you did."

"I couldn't let them hurt you."

"Why?"

"Because you mean a lot to me."

"You barely know me."

"I know enough. I know that you love sunsets and the ocean. I know that you have an unhealthy obsession with the moon. I know that you will cry if a dog dies in a movie but you could care less if a person did. I know that you hate tomatoes but love ketchup. I know that red wine gives you a headache and that you hate Captain America and wish he stayed frozen. I also know that you have a big heart that you have a tendency to hide. And that you have a very strong opinion on-" before he could finish the sentence I put my hand on his neck and pulled him closer to me.

I kissed him.

I don't know why, I didn't have to do it, but it just felt right.

Maybe I'm just so used to missions and working and faking that I just know when to do what.

Yeah, it's that. It has to be that.

I held him for a few seconds and let him go. It wasn't a cute romantic kiss, I don't know what it was. Maybe a mistake.

I let him go and looked him in the eyes. This was a mistake.

He looks like he doesn't know what to say.

Of course he doesn't know, some girl just randomly kissed him. So stupid of me God. I turned away from him, and couldn't look him in the eyes while saying this.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I just-"

Before I could even finish the sentence he grabbed my neck, pulled me to him and kissed me.

And not like I kissed him, no, this was a passionate wild kiss, like our lives depend on it. Like there is no tomorrow.

Like he can't get enough of me, just like I can't get enough of him.

He pulled away and I wish he didn't.

"I'm sorry, you must be tired. You had a long day and a lot of stress. I should probably let you rest." He started walking away.

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