Hide Me - Dolan Twins

Twelve - Gangsta

Third Person POV

"What are you doing?", Grayson asked Guiliana as he stood at the edge of the pool. As much as he wanted to ignore Guiliana, he couldn't leave her alone. For Grayson it was easy for him to ignore people. He did it all the time. He simply didn't care about anyone, sometimes not even himself. So why he couldn't turn a blind eye to her presence was a mystery to him.

"What am I not allowed to swim?", she responded while staring at him. That was different. He didn't expect her to respond that way. He thought she would just stare, with that intimidated look on her face that made him feel powerful. And with the sun beginning to go down, he stood there with his hands crossed, face stern, features darkening.

"So what sad made up story did you tell Ethan to convince him into being your sugar daddy and your little bitch?", he asked, with an evil smirk plastered across his face.
Guiliana rolled her eyes and got out of the pool.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked sternly as she walked away. He never had people walk away while talking to him. He hated when people walked away while he was talking to them. She turned back around.

"What do you want... Grayson", she replied boldly, her brown eyes meeting his dark ones.

"Answer my fucking question", he growled, inching closer to her. Still she stood her ground.
"I think you and me both know that Ethan told you what you need to know. I wouldn't be standing here right now if you didn't know shit about me", she replied.

"You do realize I could kill you right now", he whispered, cupping her her face with one hand. Her face was warm despite being cooled off from being partially soaked. He had longed to touch her. From the day he had set eyes on her he wanted to feel her skin. The mafia leader could have any woman he wanted. And that was the attitude that attracted him to her. He loved the power he had over women. It was selfish of him he knew it. But he didn't care.

"Do it then", she challenged. They were now face to face, eyes frozen on each other. His hand still sat on her face causing her body to heat up. She didn't know she wanted his touch but now that she had it she needed more. He leaned in closer cocking his head to the side, his eyes moving back and forth between his lips and her eyes. He told himself he couldn't stand the girl. Considered her an inconvenience even, but nonetheless there he was. Her breathing was now heavy and they both fell in sync with one another. They felt frozen. The energy between the two of them was mad.

"Is that what you want?", he whispered, his mouth forming into a mischievous grin. Her heart was pounding and her face hot. Before she could answer he smashed his lips onto hers. Surprised by the sudden action her eyes shot open, but just as quickly she moved her lips in sync with his. He removed his hand from her face and placed it on her waist. She placed both of her hands on his neck holding on tightly. He then pushed her against the glass wall that peered into the living room. As the kiss intensified his other hand began to roam around her body.

      "Fuck", he whispered. He had been longing to have his way with her. And now he was going to have it. Right there. In the backyard.

    His mouth made his way to her neck, sucking on it, making sure to leave love marks. He liked to have something to show for his work.

     "St- stop", she gasped, breathless. She had been too caught up in her emotions and hormones to realize what she was actually doing. Yes this was something she wanted, just not this way.

     "Are you sure?", he asked, just as out of breath, but still continuing to kiss on her breasts.

    "No... I mean yes-yes I'm sure", she replied her hands now griping onto his hair.

    "Suit yourself baby girl", he said pulling away from her. As he stepped back he rubbed his hands through his hair, watching her, admiring his work. He was proud. Although she told him to stop before he intended to, watching her try to keep herself together through her frazzled state was enough to make him smile.

     "Holy shit", she breathed out, passing her hands through her hair in a failed attempt to fix it. That intensity was one she had never experienced.

     "That was fun", he said winking, before turning away and going inside. The look on his face a familiar one; a dangerous one. He was going to have his way with the girl; feed his craving. But little did he know that this want would muster out of control. Consume him. Become an obsession. The girl held secrets. Ones that would put his life in danger. But he wouldn't be able to just "throw her away", and that alone would make him go mad.