Mafia's Possession

˗ˋˏ chapter ninteen ˎˊ˗

falling for him.?

I think I'm going crazy, Davian is currently in the shower right now but for some reason I can't stop thinking about him. I'm just sitting on the bed staring at the wall, thinking about Davian. I don't think I've ever thought about him this much. In fact, why was I thinking about him in the first place? Was it the flowers? What the fuck is going on with me.

Just then I heard the water turn off, and the door to the shower sliding open. I poke my tongue to the left side of my mouth. After a few minutes, Davian opens the bathroom door. He sees me just staring at the wall, and raises an eyebrow. "Lilliana, what are you doing?" He asked, looking at me. I turned my head towards him thinking about what to say.

Am I suppose to just say 'oh nothing, just thinking of you!' I'm not saying that. "Uhm, thinking..?" I tell him, "thinking about?" he folds his arms. God, why'd he have to do that. "Nothing important.." I muttered, and he shook his head. "Alright then."

He made his way towards 'our' bed, and my eyes followed him. I have no idea what I'm doing to be honest. He then got on the bed, thinking about what to say. I was silent, and so was he. I guess neither one of us was really good at making conversation.
"So, did you have a good time today?" Davian suddenly spoke.

"Yes, thank you for the tulips.." I could tell he was staring into my soul, part of me was telling myself to look at him, but I obviously didn't. "Lilliana." He said my name, oh fuck. "Look at me." He told me, and I tilted my head up to look at him.

Oh fuck, I cannot keep eye contact with this man. How do his men keep eye contact with him? Why is he just silent, why'd he tell me to look at him and then say nothing.

"Are you nervous?" He teases, "no!" I immediately said, but we both knew that was a lie. He chuckles, "Lilliana, you're a terrible liar." Wow, thanks for stating the obvious! "Ha-Ha." I say sarcastically, he looks amused.

God, I need sleep. These thoughts are gonna make me do something crazy.

I laid down on the bed, the room was freezing. Does this man not know what hypothermia is? Maybe that's why I end up waking up in his arms in the morning. The room was silent for a moment. "Can you imagine the dirty things that could happen in this bed?" Davian says, making me sit up. He has a sly smirk on his face, clearly hinting at something.

"What are you implying?" I ask, already knowing the answer to this. "I believe you know exactly what I'm saying, love." His smirk widened, no no no not the 'love.' And it's like he knew what was going through my head. I can feel his hand on my neck, he was planning something.

"Hmm.." he muttered quietly. He then moved his hands from my neck to my chin, tilting my head up to look at him, as if I already wasn't looking at him. "What are you planning.?" I ask him, the room was slightly darker than before. "Hmm, why don't we find out, yeah?" His voice sounding more flirty.
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sorry guys cliffhanger ;)

I cannot believe my flipping story on wattpad almost has four thousand reads. I remember getting overjoyed by one hundred reads. And over a hundred votes too, ahh!! Anywyas til the next chapter. ;)

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