Bad Bitch (ON HOLD)

Better

We basked in silence for what felt like hours but I knew it wouldn't last. "Queen, I'm gonna need you to do something for me okay?" He cups my face looking me deep in my eyes. "I need you to just play along with what's going to happen. Whatever I do you follow my lead, act like you don't know me." I looked into his blue eyes and they almost seemed blank. He had something on his mind, I could tell. By the way he wasn't all the way focused on our conversation.

"What's wrong?" I ask shifting my body to a more comfortable position.

He seems to just break in front of my eyes. "I-I don't want you to see me any different- its and ugly side of me you are going to see today. A side I hoped that I would never have to show you" he tells me his words sure and steady.

"I trust you" I say not sure on how to respond. The seriousness in his voice scared me. He lays a soft kiss on my lips that felt like heaven.

"If you knew the things I've done you wouldn't" he says his forehead pressed agains mine with his eyes closed. And that left me with a lingering thought, if I knew what he'd done would my feelings change?

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Santino left me to go speak to his father about 'what to do with me'. His dad still didn't know about me and Him being friends and all. He said the talk would be quick... But it's been about three hours. I was worried. The door swung open and in walked Carmelo with a stone cold look on his face.

"Carmelo is Santino alright? He's been gone all day." Carmelo only grimaces as he enters the room. "Carmelo?" I ask trying to look him in the face. But he avoided my gaze as three big men entered the room. I Yelp as they snatch me off the bed each of them retraining a part if my body. My heart thumps a I begin to think of the worst case scenario. I shriek as they drag me into a dimly lit room and tie me down to the chair. Carmelo just stands there and watches.

"Carmelo untie me!" I yell stomping a foot from my position.

"Oh I'm sure he would. If it were up to him" A masculine voice sounds from behind me with a thick Italian accent. Slowly and precise he walks in front of me. He wore a stoic expression as his eyes that same blue color as Santinos...

Oh no

"I've wanted your father dead for quite sometime now" he hmphs as he stalks around in front of me. "In the end Vitale's always get what they want" he smirks. "But before that happens we have a few kinks to work out between you and my son hmm?" He knew about me and Santino. And on Que Santino walked in his hair slicked back into a bun, and a nice black Armani suit on. Suprise flashed behind his eyes for a brief moment. But he didn't let it show. Arturo was toying with us.

"Father... I see you've found the girl." He says professionally smiling at his father, but it wasn't a real smile. It was a smile that I would never want directed towards me. "Congratulazioni"

"My boy," Arturo laughs approaching me. "I want you to kill her" he growls yanking my hair drawing a yelp from me. I don't let myself call out to Carmelo as I watch his body go rigid.

"I thought you said-"

"I know what I said. But theres been a change of plans. I want every blood relative of Santos dead."

Santino stands there tense as a million thoughts run through his head. For a moment his eyes flick over to me. But that was all his father needed as a sign of vulnerability. I feel the cold blade of the knife against my neck. And all I can do is put my faith in Santino.

"You would mix with a Santos!" Arturo bellows gripping me harder drawing a small whimper out of me. Santino eyes the blade warily as the color visibly drains from his face. "Speak boy" he seethes.