***
I get a call from an unknown number and I have a vague idea of who it might be.
"911 what's your emergency?" I answer, holding back a laugh.
"Don't fuck with me Elena. Now tell me where you are so I can pick you up and...talk."
Damn, he's sexy when he's angry.
I bit my lip, looking for the metro sign.
"Your kind of talk and my kind of talk are completely different at the moment." I laugh, spotting what I was looking for.
"Oh yeah? You don't know until you try, isnt2that right, principessa?" he says huskily, almost making me stop in my tracks.
***
Helen is one witty funny girl and Dante is one driven mafia head.
What happens qhen they accidentally reenact one of their childhood fairytales?
I guess you'll need to read to find out.
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