― In which Santino D'Antonio falls in love with a girl and it changes his life.
Power and money is all that's ever mattered to the leader of the Camorra, Italy's biggest mob. But an alliance with the British crime syndicate will make his path cross...
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FOR THE first time in a week, the sun shone down on London, as if it knew what special occasion today is. A good omen indeed. Now the sky is beginning to show bouts of purples and pinks as the sun slowly inches down. It's cooled off tremendously for a summer night, cool wind blowing through as the streets are still busy as ever. It's as busy as the thoughts of a young girl about to go on a date she's waited a month for...
The time is nearing 7 p.m. and Santino is about to pick Pippa up for their dinner, and she feels far from ready. She looks at herself in the mirror for what must be the hundredth time, wondering if she looks good enough. Even from some pictures, Nana said she looks perfect; but it's hard for the blonde not to think otherwise. Nana had called to coax her into wearing her cute, pink chanel tweed set, jacket and skirt, with a white turtleneck under. She would never over analyze herself if this was an outing with friends- but something is telling her tonight is going to be different.
Santino's touch still feels ghostly on her skin, all of it intoxicating, and she can't wait to see him in moments. Things went quicker between them than she had been expecting and now her stomach hasn't been settled since she woke this morning- awoke in her bed still in her dress, Santino nowhere to be found. She remembers smiling to herself as she recounted every word and feeling. Pippa thinks tonight may be the night, so she's paced too many times to count each hour. She's spent too long wondering when they'll become a couple, so she has a good feeling.
A soft knocking alerts Pippa to the man who will be at her door, making her lips turn upwards.
She quickly scampers to the door with excited stars in her, pulling it open to be face to face with Santino.
"Hey," she smiles as she welcomes the man in, her stomach a bundle of nerves as she carefully eyes him.
Santino is in an all black three piece suit, only the dress shirt peeping out being white. She gulps as her eyes look him up and taking in the crispness of his fit; and loving his handsome face. He's always so put together and it's crazy think he's actually standing in front of her (she wants to reach out and touch him).
"Ah, amore mio." Santino's eyes are on her laser like.
"Let me grab my purse and put on shoes, then I'll be good." Quickly Pippa heads towards her bedroom where she pops back out after a few seconds with a white purse in one hand and nude heels in the other.
Santino watches as she takes a seat at the couch to put her shoes on. He watches as she slides them on, stands up and does a tiny twirl. She's beautiful. The way her wavy hair falls past her shoulders, her bright smile, and her crinkled eyes. His heart feels like it's soaring through the clouds having her like this in front of him, he has to take a deep breath to calm himself. Pippa is everything he remembered and everything he wants. And as she walks within arms length of him, he feels the tweed fabric on his fingers as he tucks an arm around her waist. Santino then wastes no time kissing the top of her head,
