Mafias girl

Chapter 3

                         Xavier's POV

After dealing with some important work regarding the mafia I drive towards the hotel Cam had told me about. Being the leader of the the Grey gang it's important for me to change my place of stay from time to time so that no one can know exactly where I am.

Usually I spend most of my time at my mansion but once or twice a month I slip into random hotels.

This time it's this cheap hotel south of Rome. As there's no valet at the hotel I park my car at far end of the street where it's fully hidden. Before stepping out of the car I make sure my gun is carefully tugged on the belt of my pants where it's easy to reach it in case I need it and also hidden from everyone's eyes.

I walk toward the hotel calmly but quite aware  of my surroundings. Entering the hotel I pat the pocket of my pant to make sure I have the keys Cam had given me.

Cam is my right hand man, the person I trust the most. His father was my dads righthand man and this meant Cam and me both lived in the family mansion. Even as kids we both went along very well and were close friends. Now we might be formal in front of everyone else but when we're alone he's my friend.

I walk towards the elevator to find two girls already waiting for the elevator.

As soon as one of the girl sees me she keeps on staring at me with her mouth open. She looks 25 to me. I look straight and give no heed to her. I'm used to this kind of reaction from people.

However when the other girl looks behind to see what her friend is gawking it's seems like it's my time to stare with my mouth open. However I don't do that. I've been thought to control my emotions from a very young age. I'm good at not giving away feelings. This is the reason why everyone, even my enemies are scared of me.

This girl, she's the most beautiful creature I've ever seen in my life. She's not that tall, maybe 5'4 , she's got beautiful long brown wavy hair. My favourite. But it's her almond eyes that got me mesmerised, beautiful light brown colour. But what's more captivating is the innocence they hold. Something I'm not used to seeing in any women in my whole 28 years of existence. Considering me being me and my work it's not that I meet any innocent people.

And I'm right about her innocence as she does something no women has done with me. She tears her eyes from me and looks away. Usually woman try their best to get my attention, to get one glimpse of me. But this girl, she's something else.

She tries her best to get her friends attention away from me but to no avail. Her thick head  of a friend can't get her eyes away from me. I keep on ignoring her, my eyes only on the beauty in front of me, who's got her back to me.

As the lift door opens she walks inside. I can see the irritation in her eyes as she whispers to her friend to get in. They must be friends or cousins. Cousins most probably because they do have few similarities. But not a lot. Not sisters. Someone else, someone 'normal' might think of them as siblings but not me.

Growing up as the son of the leader of the worlds biggest mafia, I've been trained to keenly observe my surroundings.From someone's body language to their physical appearance, I can just have a look and interpret what someone feels around me.

Another thing I notice is that they aren't from here. They must be here as tourist. Considering they are staying at a hotel. I don't know why but the thought of her leaving sooner or later troubles me.

I quickly walk inside the elevator my legs working involuntarily as they go and stand very close to her. I'm quickly followed by her stupid friend.

I breath her in. Vanilla. Her scent relaxes every fiber in my body. I feel something I haven't felt for years. Peace. There was only one woman who was my peace. Her memories forever embedded in my mind, make an appearance again.