Dangerous

Mr.Mafia

My head is throbbing when I finally open my eyes. I groan and memories from last night flash by.
"How are you feeling?"
It's Vincent, he has a stern look at his face. "I've felt better, my head is killing me."
His eyes soften a bit and he goes away to come back a minute later with painkillers and a glass of water.
"Thank you." Suddenly I remember that before I passed out I heard a shot.
"Did you shoot the man?" My eyes widen at the thought.
Vincent doesn't answer "Vincent, please."
"Yes, I did."
"What do you do at the days?"
I can see that my question surprise him.
He ignores my question and says "I want to eat dinner with you tonight. Get to know you."
Now it's my turn to look surprised "Why?"
"You're going to be my future wife. Now get some rest."
I fall back at the bed and watch him leave before I fall asleep again.

Vincent opens the door for me and I step out of the car. He's wearing a suit that fits him perfectly and I'm wearing a black and simple dress.
He takes my hand and whispers "You look really beautiful." I smile "You're not looking so bad either."
There's something new with him, he feels like a different person and it really turns me on. Don't think of him in that way, Nicole.
A waitress shows us to our table while
acting flirty towards Vincent but he doesn't notice or maybe he's used to it.
"What would you like to have?" the waitress asks, still not looking at me.
I speak first, forcing the waitress to look away from Vincent.
"I would like to have a hamburger with fries."
Vincent gives me a look "I'll take the same." and the waitress leaves us.
"So now, what do you work with?"
"Business."
"Vincent."
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
He's sighs "I'm in the mafia like your father, actually leader of the Giovanni-mafia." I stare back at him.
"Like my father?"
"Yes, he runs the Vintali-mafia but since your mother died he became sloppy and got a lot of enemies. That's why he thought you would be safer with me." I try to process everything, this is more information then I've ever got during my 23-year-old life.
"Thank you for telling me. But what's in it for you to marry me?"
"I can do affairs at his territory."
I'm a bit disappointed, of course I knew that there's was something in it for him but I didn't think he was going to say it like he was talking about the weather.
Our food arrives and we eat without talking. I can't stop thinking about the mafia-thing but mostly I can't stop thinking about the fact that I'm just a good investment for him.
I know that we barely know each other but there's something with him that I just can't let go.

"Thank you for the diner." I say before I'm about to head upstairs.
"My pleasure."
I turn around to face him. "Can I ask you something?"
His face becomes harder and he doesn't answer but I continue.
"How can you not notice when women flirt with you? Like the waitress at the restaurant, for example."
His face softens and he smirks.
"I don't care for women. They don't interest me."
"Yeah, right. Good night Vincent." I say disappointed and head to my room.

I've just changed into my pajamas when there's a knock at my door.
He closes the door after him.
"Except for one."
"Vincent, what are you talking about?"
"I said that I don't care for women and I don't, except for one."
"That's great."
"You." I almost choke on my saliva.
What?!
"But you can have any girl."
"I don't want any girl. I want you."
"If you're joking..."
He takes a few steps towards me so it's only a couple of inches between us.
"I'm not."
He lays his hands at my hips and pulls me closer. "I still don't believe you."
He doesn't say anything instead he presses his soft lips against mine.
They taste really good and after a while he pulls back. I realize I need to breathe.
"Believe me?"
"I don't know." and that's the truth because I really don't know.
He shakes his head and gives me a kiss at my forehead.
"Good night, sweetheart."
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Do you ship them? Is Vincent telling the truth? What should Nicole do? Stay or escape?
Xoxo Mary