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Chapter 7 🔵Cold Water⚫

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I pull myself together, walking out of the room. Once again everyone's eyes are on me. I ignore them, taking a seat near the back of the plane. My eyes wander to the window, just as the sun was coming up. "So your the girl that has stolen Marc's heart," A voice says, causing me to jump. Noticing my fright, the person quickly apologizes. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

He looks familiar.

"Is okay," I whisper. 

The man chuckles. "You're dating a mafia boss, but you're shy that's new."

I scoff. "I'm not dating that butthead," I reply. 

Now the guy scoffs. "Yeah sure."

"I'm sorry, who are you?" I ask, confused at the fact that he sat down by me.

"I'm Casie," He says, lifting up his hand for me to shake.

"Kelly," I reply, shaking his hand.

"So Kelly, how's life?."

"Complicated, you?"

"Boring," 

I look over at him, with curious eyes. "How so?" I question. "You're in the mafia aren't you?"

Casie chuckles. "Being in the mafia isn't all that fun. Sure you have the money, drugs, and women, but that doesn't really make you happy. When you finally decide to settle down and be happy, you really aren't. Deep down no matter how much you try, being in the mafia will always get in the way."

"Why don't you just get out?"

Casie sighs. "Because sometimes Kelly, you have no choice," Casie says. I nod my head in understanding. From the corner of my eyes I could see Marc walking towards us. "I have to go, but see you around," 

"Yeah," I say, as he walks away. 

Marc walks up and takes a seat next to me. "I see you've met Casie," He states.

"Yeah, he's okay. He looks familiar though."

"He's Cass's younger brother."

That explains a lot.

"Oh," was the only thing I could say.

"Oh," Marc says, sitting me on his lap, pushing my head closer to his chest.

The warmth of his body, causes me to flutter. "When do we land?" 

"In a couple of hours." He was rubbing circles on my arms. 

I pull him in closer. "Marc?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you... and I know that nothings going to change your mind about killing your father. But, I just want you to know that I love you, and I always will," 

"I love you too angioletto."

"Always and forever?" I ask.

"Always and forever."

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"Where exactly is this safe house?" I ask, walking off the plane.

"It's a surprise." I cringe, a little. I didn't have good memories when it came down to surprises. Marc must've noticed my discomfort because he quickly says, "Shit Kelly, I'm sorry."

I placed my hand on his arms. "It's okay," I whisper. "It's not your fault."

"Are you sure?" 

"Yes, I'm sure. Now take me to this surprise before I lose my mind, thinking about what it is," I say, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Okay," Marc replies, slipping his hands in mine. Walking me to the car.

"You're going to have your usual guards at the house. Since Kevin is going to be with me, Cass can take his place."

"Okay," I turn on the radio. The song cold water starts to play, and I hum along. This wasn't my favorite Major Lazer song, but I did love the lyrics.

"You do know that you can sing out loud Kelly right?" Marc says, with a smile.

I smirk. "My singing sucks."

"I don't care what your singing sounds like. It's beautiful to me."

"Nope."

"Please," Marc begs. "I'll sing it with you."

I huff. "Fine."

'Come on, come on
Save me from my rocking boat
I just wanna stay afloat
I'm all alone.'

We weren't singing more like... yelling.

'And I hope, I hope someone's gonna take me home
Somewhere I can rest my soul
I need to know you won't let go'

'I won't let go, no no, no no, no more
I'll be your lifeline tonight
You won't let go
I'll be your lifeline tonight'

Marc surprisingly knew half the lyrics.

'I won't let go, no no, no no, no more
I'll be your lifeline tonight
You won't let go
I'll be your lifeline tonight'

We burst into laughter as the song comes to an end.

"That was so horrible," I say, still laughing.

"What?" Marc says dramatically, smacking his hand on his chest. "I don't know about you, but I sounded like an angel."

I scoff. "Bullshit, you sounded like a dying horse," I say, with a chuckle. 

Marc only laughs. "I'm never singing with you again," Marc says as the car stops. I look at my surrounding and gasp at the house before me.

"Surprise," Marc says with a handsome smile.

"This is so beautiful. How much was it?" I ask.

"Not a lot. Let's go inside." Marc insists.

"Okay."

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