Crimson Love (Crimes On Love)

Part 2: Chapter 2: The Meet Ups

The nights that followed their first meeting were a blur of excitement, secrecy, and risk. Valentina couldn't get Diamond Rose out of her head, despite the warnings from her crew and her own instincts telling her to stay away. But there was something about Diamond—her sharp wit, the mystery behind her perfect smile, and the undeniable pull that drew them together despite everything that separated their worlds.

Their first secret meeting came just two days after the party. Diamond had texted Valentina late that night, after most of the city had gone to sleep.

**Diamond: I can't stop thinking about you. Meet me. Midnight. The address is below.

It was reckless, dangerous, but Valentina didn't hesitate. The address led her to a quiet café on the edge of the city, far from the glittering skyscrapers Diamond called home and even further from the dangerous streets Valentina ruled.

The contrast hit Valentina the moment she arrived. The café was a quaint, cozy place, with warm lights spilling out onto the street, the kind of place people came to read books and sip expensive coffee. Valentina stuck out in her leather jacket and black jeans, the sharp angles of her face and the tattoos peeking out from under her sleeves marking her as an outsider in this peaceful corner of the world.

Diamond was already there, sitting at a small table near the back, her legs crossed elegantly under the table. She looked up when Valentina entered, her eyes lighting up in a way that sent a jolt through Valentina's chest.

"Glad you made it," Diamond said softly, her lips curling into a smile.

"I wouldn't miss it," Valentina replied, sliding into the chair opposite her.

Their chemistry was immediate, palpable. There was a crackling tension between them, like the air before a storm. Valentina was used to being in control, used to keeping her emotions and desires locked away, but with Diamond, it was different. The more they talked, the more Valentina found herself wanting to get closer, to peel back the layers of the woman sitting across from her.

They sat there for hours, talking about everything and nothing—carefully avoiding any mention of Valentina's world or the dangerous life she led. Instead, they talked about music, art, and places they dreamed of visiting. Diamond was sharp and quick-witted, her words always laced with a hint of playfulness that made Valentina want to smile. She was used to the rough edges of her crew, the hard stares and tough conversations about survival. Diamond was a breath of fresh air, someone who saw the world through a different lens.

But it wasn't lost on Valentina how different they were. Diamond spoke casually about her family's wealth, the luxury vacations they took, the expensive private schools she attended. It was a world Valentina could never dream of entering. She grew up with the weight of poverty pressing down on her, the constant need to fight for everything she had. Their lives couldn't be more different, but that only made the pull between them stronger.

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Secret Meeting #2: The Rooftop Escape

Their second meeting was even more risky. This time, Diamond invited Valentina to the rooftop of her family's penthouse, overlooking the bright lights of the city. It was dangerous—far too close to Diamond's world, where her family's eyes and ears were everywhere. But Valentina couldn't stay away.

The city stretched out beneath them, glittering and alive. It was the first time Valentina had ever been so high up, and the sight took her breath away. The streets she normally prowled looked so small from here, almost insignificant compared to the grandeur of the skyline.

Diamond stood at the edge, her arms resting on the railing as she gazed out over the city. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she said softly, her voice almost lost in the wind.

Valentina moved beside her, her eyes on Diamond more than the city. "Yeah," she murmured, but she wasn't talking about the view.

Diamond turned to her, catching the look in her eyes. She smiled, a soft, knowing smile, and without another word, she stepped closer. The air between them was charged, every inch of space filled with unspoken tension. Valentina could feel her pulse quicken, the rush of adrenaline mixing with something deeper, something that made her want to close the distance between them.

And then, before she could stop herself, Valentina reached out, her hand sliding around Diamond's waist and pulling her in. Diamond didn't resist—she leaned in, her lips brushing Valentina's in a kiss that felt like it had been building since the moment they met.

It was slow at first, tentative, like both of them were testing the boundaries of what was allowed. But it didn't stay that way. The kiss deepened, growing more urgent, more desperate, like they were both trying to drown out the reality of their lives in each other.

When they finally pulled apart, breathless, Valentina felt like the ground had shifted beneath her feet. She hadn't felt something like this in years—maybe ever.

But as she looked into Diamond's eyes, she knew they were playing with fire. This was dangerous. Diamond's world and her world didn't mix. They couldn't. And yet, here they were, standing on the edge of something that felt impossible to resist.

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Secret Meeting #3: Valentina's World

The third time they met, Valentina brought Diamond into her world for the first time. It was a far cry from the rooftop of a penthouse or a cozy café. Valentina took her to a dimly lit bar deep in her territory, a place where her crew often hung out. The bar was rough, full of the kind of people Diamond's family would've never allowed her near. But Diamond didn't seem fazed. In fact, she seemed more intrigued.

Valentina watched her carefully, noting how Diamond's eyes took in everything—the graffiti-covered walls, the rough men and women at the bar, the way people moved with a kind of edge that didn't exist in Diamond's pristine world.

"You sure about this?" Valentina asked, a hint of concern in her voice. "This isn't exactly your scene."

Diamond smirked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Maybe I'm ready for something different."

Valentina couldn't help but grin. She liked that Diamond wasn't afraid, that she wasn't some delicate flower who would break under the weight of Valentina's life. But even as they sat together, the chemistry between them crackling in the air, Valentina knew this was dangerous. Bringing