Gio's pov:
I looked at Diyah's now half naked body and as much as I wanted to take her right here and now, I knew it wouldn't be anything special. She deserved something special.
I groan and turn to my side before turning her on hers to face me.
She pouts at my actions and if only she knew how much I hated doing this.
"I want it to be special," I say after a few moments of silence.
"Not just some quickly," I say touching her cheek.
"Me too," she says with a small smile.
"I want to get to know you and everything about you. Your likes, your dislikes, your hopes, your wishes, everything Diyah," I murmur into her ear.
"I do too," she says cuddling into my chest like a child.
"So tell me your likes," I say wrapping my arms around her.
"I like you," she says pulling the cover over herself.
"I like you too," I state feeling silly.
"What else do you like?" She adds.
"Well, I like what you're wearing right now. Although," I add on.
"Id love it if you weren't wearing anything at all," I say with a smirk.
She giggles about it and when she's done her face get a serious.
"Gio," she asks now looking up at me.
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever been in love?"
The question shocks me and I don't know how to answer it. A part of me wants to tell her the truth and another part of me wants to lie and say "No my love, I've never been in love." I knew that was a lie though.
"Yeah, once before," I say trying to cut the conversation short.
"What happened?" She asks the question I was dreading.
"She left me," I say bluntly.
"I'm sorry," she says placing her head back on my chest.
After a few seconds I finally speak.
"Her name was Katerina. I loved her more than life it's self. Together for 3 years and then just like that, she left me," I add on bitterly.
Diyah snuggles up closer to me and I know that's her way of trying to not make me hurt so bad.
Yet every time I think of Kat I don't know where I went wrong. She meant the world to me and I would've done anything for her.
Flashbacks come back to me as much as I don't want them to, they cone flooding back in
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Flashback:
I walk into my room needing Kat. The room is completely empty. Everything that was hers is gone and the house seems suddenly cold.
I look into every room thinking maybe this is another one of her childish games. Childish games that I've gotten use to and that I happen to love. Those same childish games that warmed up my cold heart.
The thought of her popping up out of no where giggling about how badly she scared me and how funny I looked.
Then she'd pull me in for a kiss and show me with her body and our love making just show sorry she was.
I walked back into our room and saw a note on the bed.
Dear Gio,
I can't take this anymore. As much as I love you mi amor I can't take it anymore. I want you to just forget about me please and forget about us. I love you more than life itself and that's why I need to let you go once and for all. I'll always think of you and shall never let another man into my life for as long as I live. I love you and please take care of yourself for me Giovanni.
Yours truly,
Katerina
I read the note over and over again hoping that maybe I missed the joke or that somewhere in the letter would be clue to help me find her.
I dialed up her number and to my surprise the phone was out of service.
I sat on the floor not knowing what to do at this point. I began to imagine ever and every little thing there was about her.
The way her dimples would show every time she giggled out of control. The way her eyes would twinkle when she found something amusing. How high pitched her voice would get when she was excited. Her small hands touching me and urging me to enter her any chance that I got.
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Present:
"Giovanni," a worried looking Diyah says now shaking me.
"Huh?" I say feeling bad for fantasizing about Kat when I've got Diyah in my life now.
"You were thinking of her, weren't you?" She asks her body slowly pulling away from mine.
"Yes," I say not wanting to lie.
"Did you every try looking for her?"
"All over the world," I say taking a deep breath.
"Well you're in the mafia, you must've had your ways," she says sitting up now.
"This was before I was in the mafia," I say sitting up too.
"Oh," she says looking down.
"Have you ever been in love?" I ask wanting to change the subject.
"Not really," she says still looking down.
"What happened,"
"Well he cheated on me for not having sex with him."
"That must've been one dumb man," I say shaking my head.
"Yeah, I wasn't in love with him though," she says.
"Well not real love at least," she mumbles to herself.
There's a long awkward silence and I can't help but feel like it's all my fault. I should've never brought up Catarina.
As if on cue and to save the moment my phone begins ringing.
I reach into my pocket and grab it. When I see the caller ID is unknown I knew exactly who it is.
"Hello," I answer coldly.
"She's pretty," came Lester's cringing voice.
I step out of the bedroom and walk outside motioning Diyah to give me a second.
"I never knew you were into black women, well is she fully black? She doesn't look fully black but her figure mmmmm that figure," he adds on.
"Listen you bastard if you ever come never Diyah I'll see to it that I kill you with my own hands," I yell into the phone.
"You'd kill me over a girl? Wow, she must be something special," he says with a cold laugh.
"Would be sad to see you loose her," he says abruptly before hanging up.
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