Wicked Mafia Love

Chapter 1

*HONK HONK* 

'Yo, get outta the way, I'm drivin.' 

Seriously, all I do is try to cross the street, and somebody is already yelling at me. I can't really complain, because that's what I love about New York. I love the busy-ness and hectic feel you get in New York. You can't get that anywhere else. Everyone is just here going about their life. On another note - I must find a job today, I have to. I was thinking maybe a little cafe, or maybe a urban restaurant. These jobs will do for now but one day I want to have my own fragrance company, I know it seems unrealistic, but ever since I was a little girl I loved spraying my mothers perfumes, I loved that during the day, when I wasn't with her, I could still remember her by that sweet floral scent. I know I have the resilience and determination to do it, but everything takes time , and right now that dream of mine, is a long, long way away.

I start making my way to find my temporary job. I see a cute looking cafe on the corner of the street. As I walk in the door makes the most satisfying jingle. I look to my left and see a mother with her new born baby. I cannot wait to start a family. I love kids, always have, and I know that I'm meant to be a mother. The lady's baby has the most bright blue eyes I've ever se-

*SPLASH*

I watched as the warm coffee ran down my white blouse. I look up to see the most handsome man I have ever laid my eyes on. His tanned skin glistened in the light, and oh, his almost sliver blue eyes were out of this world. This man screamed sex on legs. He brushed his perfect brown hair back in embarrassment. You could tell he was embarrassed, yet he looked so confident.

Mattias POV

I can't help but look down to see this woman's perfectly sculpted chest, under the now coffee stained white shirt. I quickly look up and notice her bright green eyes, and perfectly sculpted dimples, her curls bounce as she looks up at me. There's a moment of silence. Say something Mattia, anything.

'Urm, I'm so sorry miss, are you okay?'

'Yeah it's fine, don't worry about it.' She gives me a reassuring smile, which displays her dimples. God this woman is beautiful. She begins to walk to the away.

'Hey, take this.' I take out a 100 dollar bill and hand it to her.

'No keep it, I can't accept that.'

'Yes you can, it's enough to get your shirt dry cleaned, it's my fault that it's on you, so I owe you. Again I'm so sorry, what was your name?'

'Well you don't have to do that, you are too kind, and my names Chanel, yours?'

'I'm Mattia, nice to meet you Chanel.' She gives me another smile, waves and walks to the front of the cafe. I can't help but look back to see her model like body, she has a small waist, wider hips, large chest and the most round plumped butt I've ever seen, you can tell she's all natural though, which I love. Not to mention her beautiful face that makes everyone in the cafes head turn. I don't normally tell anyone my name, but this felt different, like I wanted her to know my name, I wanted her to remember me. She wouldn't think twice about my name being Mattia anyway. I am extremely well known around New York, but I don't think she'd click.

Chanel's POV

Wow, I cannot believe I just crossed paths with him. He is so my type, he's charming, kind, and also has a mysterious side that I cannot yet quite crack, and I probably never will, because I sadly will probably never see that man again. He gave me a 100 dollar bill, that is more than enough to get my shirt dry cleaned, heck, I could buy a brand new shirt with that money, and from the sexy suit and the fact that he just willingly gave me that money, I'm guessing that he's quite successful in life. I hope to be like that one day, so I can do kind things like Mattia.

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By the time I handed in my resume, talked to the manager, and had a bite to eat, it was late, in fact it's 10pm. I hate being out this late, I'm scared to walk back by myself but I have no choice. I either walk for 40 mins on the streets, or walk through the back way, which only takes 25 mins, which means I have to through some sketchy alleyways. I'm lazy, so I'm going to do that. As I'm walking from alleyway to alleyway, I hear a Big Bang. I keep walking as now I'm more scared than I already was. I look up to see a tall man, with a silver gun in his hand. There's a man on the floor with blood pooling up beside him. I feel sick. Is he dead? I'm going to throw up, but I need to get out of here. But I cannot move, it is like I am stuck to the ground.