Hitman {N.M}

Chapter Twenty

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Francesca's POV

In all honesty I would've never picked Omaha of all places to relocate to but I like it, its quiet and as far as I know there isn't any Mob Activity around here just people going about their own business like normal people should.

Here I am three weeks after leaving home, laying in my new bed in my own house well I mean it's half mine.

It's so weird saying my house but I like it, it makes me finally feel free in a weird way I finally got to do something I want without needing my fathers approval. 

This place is way bigger than we needed but he insisted because he said we might as well put our 'dirty money' to good use, John gave me a lot of money when we left.

The only good thing that came out of this lifestyle, no financial struggles.

It took us so goddamn long to find a place because Princess Nate never liked any of the other ones, I was so close to just picking one myself and not telling him till the deal closed.

He's still sleeping, in nothing but boxers might I add, no one can seem to get the AC to work I'm good with the window open but he always complains it's hot, he's such a drama queen.

I was given instructions not wake him up before 11 but I never listen to him so I make myself comfortable on top of him.

"Frankie unless you wanna be able to walk today I suggest you get off of me asap"

"Maybe that is what I want" once I say it I can't believe I did but maybe that is what I want..?

"Don't fuck with me right now, your pretty much sitting on my d*ck right now" he finally opens his eyes to look at me, I have no idea what to say.

"I-I want too" I have no idea where this all just came from but I mean it I want too I mean is there a better way to pass time in your own house?

Next thing I know I'm on my back now with him on top of me "You got no idea how long I've been waiting to hear you say that" he kisses me.

"Since I turned 18 three weeks ago" I tease making him laugh.

"If you change your mind, tell me okay?" I nod.

Seconds later I'm completely exposed it feels weird but I just go with it but I notice him staring at my stomach that's covered in thick ugly scars.

I'm surprised when he kisses the one under my belly button "I'm sorry I left you that day" he seems to believe that what happened to me was his fault but it's no ones fault but my fake ass fathers.