Noah's POV
The ray beams of the sun are shining through the window and directly in my eyes. Does this penthouse have any curtains? This really is a beautiful penthouse suite, I’d be a fool not to admire its beauty. Glass windows wrapping around the building showcasing the beautiful city, a big white fluffy bed that feels like an absolute cloud, grey wood floors, but the thing that really ties this place together is the piano in the middle of it all.
I always wondered how a feared mafia leader like my father married a soft and sweet Latina lady like my mother. True loves knows no age, race, gender or even cartel leaders for that matter. You know in the movies how a man would do anything for the women he loves and makes sure nothing or no one harms her, well my father was like that with my mother. He worshipped the ground she stood on. My mother wasn’t like those women that just use and abuse their men, she never took advantage of my father’s position, and she loved him with everything she could give. I am truly blessed to have been raised by such wonderful role models- mafia dealings aside.
Speaking about love, I can’t stop thinking about Alexis- not that I’m in love with her or anything. Does love at first sight exist? Agh, what am I saying!
I can’t get her out of my head, I kind of enjoy her slightly annoying presence. Her velvety voice that leaves her sweet plump lips. Ah God, what is with this girl!! Why is she so god damn beautiful?
But beauty alone won’t save her from who I am, I’m just dangerous. My life is full of murder and deceit. I don’t trust myself around her. She makes me vulnerable.
Why did I even tell her that my name was Noah, only my mother used to call me that? At home everyone knows me as Giovanni. There’s just something about her, I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s something that makes her seem damaged, hurt from the pain life has thrown at her. I guess I can relate to that. That must be what it is, she’s a broken soul that I want to fix, that I need to fix.
Tring tring…. Tring tring
My phone buzzes on the night stand beside me, I reach for it and realize it’s my father. Last time we spoke he told me that he had Martinez in holding and was questioning him about his betrayal to my family.
“Papa, what did you find out” I eagerly ask
“Well good morning to you too Mijo, someone is in a rush this morning”
“Not in a rush, just ready to come home already” I say abruptly
“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today”
Oh you have no idea!
“Mijo, Martinez confirmed that the De Lucca’s are behind the attack and they are planning a war to take over my business. Who do they think they are, coming into my home, turning my men against me? I will not stand for this! We need to infiltrate their business and find out what they are planning and take them out from within Gio, and you’re gonna help me with that” my father says in a dark, menacing tone that sends chills down my spine, I immediately sit up.
“What do you need me to do father?” I ask nervously, my voice a bit shaky.
This would be my first time being in the field of action. I spent my whole life training for this moment.
“Well, it’s no coincidence that I chose that specific hotel for you. De Lucca has done a great job of hiding in plain sight by changing his name and having legitimate businesses to disguise his shady dealings. We know that he owns that building and that his daughter stays there. I need you to seduce her and get close to De Lucca, find out whatever you can to help us Mijo. I’ll send you her picture now and all the information you need. I need you son, I don’t know who I can trust anymore”
“Don’t worry Father, I won’t let you down”
How can I let him down, he is my only family, my only blood. He sacrificed and lost so much to protect my mother and me. My father is a strong and feared man, he was hard on me with training and preparing me to take over the business but he never neglected me as a son.
Ping
A message comes through on my phone. My father sent me the information on the girl. I’m so excited my first mission is to go undercover. I feel like one of those cool spies in the movies. Like Bond, but you can call me Valentino, Giovanni Valentino.
I finally read the information to see who this unlucky girl is, or lucky for that matter because she'll have me, but my jaw instantly drops.
OH….. MY ……. GOD …..
I CANT BELIEVE MY EYES
THIS CANT BE
NO, NO, NO, NO
IT'S HER
IT'S ALEXIS
A/N: hey guys, sorry for not posting in a while. Just letting you guys know that there are more chapters on the way. Soooo excited!!
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Valentino's Angel
Romance"He was tall, dark-haired and had a face carved by God himself. He looked like something straight out of your favorite dream but the world he came from was something out of your worst nightmare. Still, I was hooked." *. *. *...
