“Where do you think the beer is Irishman?” my tone annoyed, what can I say I’m working and these two are honestly just annoying me at the moment.
I opened up a document my father was working on and started reading over it.
Blair Berg managed to gain 5% of Russia on the 5th of May 2010. This is a huge achievement, we should push the Irish and Italian to give up some land whilst the Russians deal with their “lose”.
Drug trade gone up. We got $100 653.98 more than usual which makes us earn on drugs alone $896 453.78 therefore taking over in the drug industry finally taking over the Italians.
I smiled at the data I just read over it. I turned my computer off and took out my phone and SMSed my best friend whom I have been missing dearly.
“Hey gurl! Meet me at the mall in 10?”
Within like five seconds (not even kidding) she replied “YES!!!!”
I put the phone away and stood up, walked a bit in front of the twins and spun around.
“You two fuck any of my fucking shit up and I’ll kill you! Understood?”
They both nodded and I walked out and got in my little blue mini cooper and went to the mall.
***At the mall***
I was sitting drinking tea at some random café when I heard my idiot of a best friend.
“Gurl!” she yelled out and I turned along with everyone else and stared at her.
“Can you not act like an idiot?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“Right. Anyways, going on some date tonight and I need your help.”
She squealed and basically ripped my arm out of the socket pulling me away from the café. Thank god I already paid for the tea or else we’d be in shit.
Victoria (my best friend) was heading to Victoria Secrets, fitting how Victoria would like Victoria Secrets.
“I’m not going in there! I have a reputation to uphold Vicky!” I hissed.
“What no action after the date?” she winked at me.
“The only action he’ll get is my foot up his arse if he tries anything .”
She chuckled and then her face narrowed almost instantly, “Stop this badass thing for one day.”
“I can’t stop acting like me.”
I managed to convince her that I just need help with a shirt and she huffed but finally gave into my demands. After an hour and a half of searching she finally picked out a top I agreed with. A black top that had one shoulder strap. I was going in this top and some leather tights and I’d bring my plain black leather jacket with black boots.
“So…” Vicky said.
I glanced at her and repeated her long drawn out “So?”
“Who’s the guy?” she raised her voice in excitement, “And when will I meet him?”
“Depends When are you going to come to my house again?”
“Never. Your house is as dangerous as them giant spiders in the second harry potter.”
“And you my friend are a pussy.”
She then leaned into whisper in my ear, “I like living, being with a mob bosses daughter is dangerous as hell, especially where the meetings take place. Your house”
“Like I said pussy! But anyways I’m out peace” I said walking alone.
***the date with Murphy***
“Blair?” Murphy asked from outside of my room the door was closed.
“Whhaaatttt?” I whined.
“Ye planning on comin’ out anytime soon?”
Not bloody likely was what I thought but replied with, “If you calm your tits I’ll be out in a bit”
I heard him chuckle, “Well can I come in?”
‘Do you have to?” I asked instantly.
There was no noise so I continued brushing my hair until I heard the door open and glanced at a smirking Murphy.
“What?” I asked.
“Ye look hot, ye don’ need ta do anything more” he said in a husky tone.
“umm… Thanks. Where are we going?”
“I was thinking just a movie, a scary movie”
“Like how scary?” I asked with a slight tremble to my voice. I hate horror films, now I know what you are thinking how could the badass mafia boss be scared of a film when she deals with death almost every day? The answer is I have no fucking idea.
“Ye scared?” Murphy asked, a slight amusement filling his facial features.
“Shut up Murphy let’s just go.”
“If ye insist sweetheart.”
He came up beside me and rested his hand on the small of my back and pushed me out of the door and into a car that looked worn out so I jumped out and told him to just take my old mercedez because I don’t use it anymore. He nodded and drove in style.
I took the chance to actually have a look at how Murphy looked while he drove us to the cinema. One word: Yummalicious! He wore all black (like me) and wore his long coat over his clothes, it was a signature look for the twins I guessed. He turned to look at me, those blue eyes were reading me like I was an open book and that made me extremely uncomfortable so I looked away. The ride was filled with silence but not awkward silence, it was rather comfortable. We pulled into the parking lot and Murphy got out and slid across the bonnet of the car and opened my door for me.
“Thank you”
“Anything for ye sweetheart.”
About two and a half hours later the date was over and we were back at my house, sitting in the car.
“Ye alright Blair?”
I was completely shaken, I hated that movie I hid most of the time in Murphy’s neck.
“It was based on a true story, wasn’t it?”
Murphy looked down at me and I saw the concern in his eyes, “I didn’t think ye’d be tha’ scared. Ye think ye’ll sleep tonight?”
I scoffed a no and he rubbed his hand over his face and sighed, he then wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him in a form of a comforting hug, he then pulled away a bit and looked at me again, “Now I really don’ want ta lose any body parts…” he started, “so I’ll ask ye if ye’d be okay if i… umm… kissed ye?” he looked at me with pleading eyes. Normally I would say no in fear of attachment, but I really wanted to kiss Murphy, there was just something about him, something that pulled me in. I nodded my head in a way to yes he can kiss me.
He leaned in and I did the same, “if ye want I’ll stay in yer room on the floor if yer still scared?” he mumbled, I felt his breathe on my lips and I bit my lips.
“Aye, I’d like that. But what about your brother?”
“Ye have spare rooms?” he asked
“Oh yea, he can stay in there.”
He nodded and this time put his lips on mine in a peck and even that caused elephants in my stomach.
This is a filler chapter! After all we do need some not so action packed scenes/chapters ;) Thinking there is going to be drama in the next chapter. Either "Mafia" related or something to do with the twins :P will update As Soon As I Possibly Can!
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