Ava-De-Russo, An incredibly beautiful girl with incompatible talents, A very good mind reader, Very smart and clever and knows to manipulate her enemies. The most intelligent ruler of her Mafia family's business.
Gabriel-La-Cruz, A very strong Mafi...
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Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so......
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I barely had time to catch my breath. My lips were still tingling, swollen from his kiss, and my body betrayed me by craving more. But I had to leave. I had to get my head straight.
I turned away from Gabriel, forcing myself to focus, to push away the heat, the way my body still responded to him despite everything. Despite the fact that we were enemies.
I grabbed my bag of clothes which I brought before getting ready for Stella's wedding. They were comfortable, so incase something happened at least I can fight in something comfortable.
I grabbed my leather jacket, slipping it over my shoulders when I felt the shift in the air. A dark, heavy presence closing in behind me.
"Where are you going, doll?"
His voice was smooth, taunting, yet possessive, sending a shiver down my spine. I clenched my jaw, refusing to let him get under my skin again.
I had already let my guard down once tonight, already let his lips on mine, let his hands claim me in a way that made me forget who the hell I was.
Never again.
I exhaled sharply, fixing the buttons on my coat. Don't turn around. Don't engage. If I gave him even an inch, he'd take everything. That's what Gabriel did. He took and took until there was nothing left to give.
"Somewhere important," I said flatly, keeping my voice even.
A sudden grip on my wrist made me pause. Strong. Firm. Not painful, but possessive. Warning.
"What could possibly be more important than what we were just doing, Doll?" His breath was warm against my ear, his tone dripping with amusement, but there was something dangerous underneath it. Something dark.
I swallowed hard before turning to face him, meeting his gaze head-on. Dark eyes locked onto mine, filled with something unreadable.....desire, maybe. Control, definitely.
