Wanted By The Mafia

35

"Enzo, just the man I was looking for.", I said with a grin. "I'm sorry, okay?! We were both drunk! Please don't kill me.", my second in command rambled. I frowned ."Wait what? Who are you talking about?"

"Carina, I'm sorry man. It was a one time thing, I swear." I raised my eyebrow at him. "You slept with Carina?", I asked. He nodded. "Well that's news to me.", I said with a shrug. "Anyway, you both are adults, you can do whatever the hell you want. Just don't fuck around with her feelings and I won't kill you."

"Noted. So why were you looking for me?", he asked with a frown. "Uh, you see, I'm going out with Grace tonight...", I started. He frowned. "...on a date."

His eyes widened, a massive grin forming on his face. "Well it's about fucking time!" I frowned. "Cosa intendi? (What do you mean?)" He rolled his eyes. "Oh c'mon. We all know you're falling her."

"I'm not falling for her. That's crazy.", I said, rolling my eyes. "Suure. Keep lying to yourself bro." He winked at me. "So where are you taking her?"

"That's what I wanted to ask you. Any ideas?", I asked. Lorenzo tapped his chin with his index finger, making a humming sound. "How about Cafe dell 'Oro? Perfect for a first date, and romantic too.", he suggested.

"Perfetto. I'll make reservations."

I hope Grace will like it. Why am I suddenly feeling so nervous? I wonder if she's nervous too...

"Ex-Ex-Exfoliate,
exfoliate those lips
Toni's taking you out tonight;
so you're gonna get a kiss."

"Sh-Sh-Shave those legs,
shave em nice and smooth
Toni's taking you out tonight...what rhymes with smooth?", Carina asked with a frown. I shrugged. "Food?"

"Ooh, you know what ryhmes with legs?", Carina asked mischievously. "Pegs?", I suggested. "Sex.", she said with a smirk. "Sex and legs do not rhy...wait, do you think we're gonna have sex?!"

"Probably. Why, don't you want to? I mean, he obviously wouldn't force you to.", she told me. "No, I want to. But I just...it's been a while okay.", I said with a sigh.

"Do you know where his thing is supposed to go in?", she asked, dead serious. "Duhh.", I said with a laugh. "Then you'll be fine." She shrugged.

"Okay, now sit still so I can finish your makeup."

*Three hours later*

"Buonasera, Mr. Romero. Table for two?"

We had arrived at a fancy cafe, where everyone seemed to know Antonio. I scanned the place and my eyes lingered on the beautiful view from one of the windows.

"Right this way, sir. Anita will be your waitress for tonight." A tall, curvaceous girl with shiny brown hair that was tied up in a bun approached us with a smile. She looked like she belonged on a runway, not a cafe.

"Bonjourno. What can I get you?", she asked us. "I'll have the mushroom pasta carbonara and a glass of red wine." She nodded, took it down and turned to Antonio. "And for you, sir?" He scanned the menu and told her his order.

"It'll be ready in a few." She was walking away when a guy at one of the other tables slapped her ass as she walked past him.

Oh he did not just do that.

Anita looked down and walked past him, tears forming in her eyes.

"Hey asshole! That's sexual harassment.", I called out, standing up. Antonio stood up too, glaring at the guy. "Chill, babe. It's all good.", he said, looking me up and down with a smirk. "Wanna join us?"

Antonio stepped in front of me and placed his hand on his gun which was in the waistband of his jeans. I could practically see him fuming. "It's okay, Antonio. I got this.", I whispered to him and walked up to the guy. "You think you're so hot, don't you?"

The guy stood up and looked down at me. "Of course, I mean have you seen me?" I smiled sweetly at him and wrapped my arms around his neck and he smirked at me.

I then lifted up my leg and kneed him in the stomach as hard as I could. I then roundhouse kicked him right in the face."Fuckkk!", he groaned as he went stumbling back into the table.

His friend took out his gun, but before he could even aim it at me, Antonio knocked him out . The people sitting at the other tables screamed and ran out of the cafe.

The guy suddenly swept his foot under my legs, dropping me to the ground. He got on top of me and I quickly grabbed the knife out of my my thigh-holster. I stabbed him in the shoulder and kicked him off me.

Antonio smirked and helped me up. "That was hot as fuck.", he complimented and I winked at him.

"Thank you so much, but you didn't have to...", the waitress said, walking towards us. "These egotistical assholes needed to be taught some manners.", I said with a shrug.

We spoke for a while and I found out that she had just graduated and majored in business. Antonio jumped in and offered her a job doing bookkeeping and she accepted it gratefully.

"Ready to go home, bellisima?", Antonio asked, placing a hand on my lower back and leading me out the cafe. "Yeah, I'm a bit tired after all that drama.", I replied. He nodded and we got into the car. "Although, I wouldn't mind stopping at the nearest McDonald's first.", I said and he laughed.

I thought I heard a faint ticking sound as he started the car and frowned. I looked under the dashboard and gasped. "Fuck, Antonio! Get out of the fucking car!", I yelled, pushing the door open and jumping out.

I caught a glimpse of a man outside and stopped running. "Matteo?"

Antonio quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me behind a dumpster just as his Lamborghini exploded.

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Hey churros!💕

It's ya girl Venus back at it again with the cliffhangers😌 I'm gonna post these chapters real quick before my mum finds out I'm using her data lol.

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