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A girl finds herself falling for the devil..
Arabella Walton, daughter of Gabriel Walton, leader of the New York City mafia finds herself falling for the Italian mafias don, Mateo Lopez.
Arabella, 23, is all a girl dreams of, the riches...
Mateo's POV: Sighing I re-tied my tie, finally getting it to look mildly acceptable as I glanced up at the woman in the corner slipping back into the dress I had ripped off her previously. I have been excessively sleeping with women to try and get my mind off of Arabella Walton.
I glanced at her in the mirror as she smirked at me, my attraction to her slowly wearing off as I noticed her makeup which resembled such of a clown. Arabella would never wear that much makeup. I shook my head at the thoughts in my mind. Why am I comparing her?
"Please get out" I fake smiled at her as she stumbled out of the door with a grimace.
"puttana del cazzo" i whispered to myself and I shook my head, almost scolding myself. "Fucking whore"
I adjusted my Rolex on my wrist and cleared my throat, reaching into the cabinet beside me to get a cigarette, trying to control my tension present within me. I lit it with my Gucci lighter and took a deep breath of the toxic smoke.
perché cazzo esco stasera? (Why the fuck am I going out tonight?)
I received a text from my second in command that said there had been some issues present at my bar "La Devil" I would just swing by and see what's what and the head to Mr Walton's house to discuss things. - 10:15pm I got into my Bentley and drove to the club which only took a few minutes since my apartment is close by.
As I arrived I stepped out and nodded at the guard at the entrance of the underground parking lot of the club. I walked up the stairs into one of the back rooms of the club and walked into the office that the man running this place works in, Lorenzo. He is slightly sleezy but isn't everyone who runs a club? - 11:36pm I finished my business with Lorenzo and decided to see what my club was all about, as I have never actually been here, I've got a couple hundred clubs dotted around America and Europe, of a few of which I have actually visited before.
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The club was lit up with red and blue Led lights casting a dark glow on the dancing, sweaty bodies. My eyes scanned the crowds and the bar finding nothing particularly interesting. I moved round so I could see some of the back booths and recognised a mop of dark brown wavy hair accompanied by a blonde and what I can see from here may be Nicole? I moved closer but not too close to be noticed and realised it is in fact Arabella and another beauty that I haven't met before, must be another one of her friends. I noticed they were low to the table, I squinted my eyes to see small lines of white powder laying on the table. Arabella suddenly threw her head back with a loud laugh she smacked the chest of a boy next to her who looked like a 12 boy.
I scoffed, striding over to them and grabbing Arabella's shoulder I spun her round to see her eyes were glazed over and she had a lopsided smirk painted on her lips. Her nose was dusted with white powder which I reached out and dusted off, my hand slightly tingling at the contact. I found rage flowing through my veins at the carelessness of her actions. I felt myself trying to protect her. Why am I going soft?
Recognition passed through her deep brown pools as she threw her arms around me and screamed "MATTY!" I stumbled back but still managed to catch her as she tried to wrapped her small arms and legs around my large frame. I felt my body go stiff as I struggled to know what to do in this situation, I only ever had physical contact when fucking and this certainly wasn't that. My face formed a mask of confusion as her friends giggled at the sight as I tried to pry her body parts off my own, peeling her body off mine I sighed as her eyes were closed and she seemed to be drifting off into a deep sleep.
"I am going to take her home ragazze, va bene?" I told her friends, with a grimace on my face. "Girls, okay?"
"Erm we c-can't speak what ever that is mister!" The blonde girl stumbled over her words, clearly drunk and high.
"Oooh heeeeyyyy mr sexy man" Nicole screamed at me as she clearly recognised me from the event a couple weeks ago when I heard her talking to Arabella, which is where I found out her name.
"Ciao Nicole, I am going to take her home as I have business with her father" I repeated to her even though she was completely out of it and probably would forget anything I ever said in the next 2 minutes.
"Okieeaay, bye bye Arabooboo and Lopielopes" Nicole waved at us as she turned round at shoved her mouth on one of the boys cheek.
Sighing I picked Arabella up in bridal styles and carried her out of the sweaty club and into my Bentley as I placed her in the passenger side. I walked round to the drivers side and slid in, I looked over to her and saw her eyes were a tiny bit open and she was gazing out of the window at the city lights. Clearing my throat, I caught her attention.
"Fiore I am taking you home but I'm going to stop off at a store to get you a drink and some food as your home is far away, okay?" I informed her watching her carefully as I crept out of the underground parking lot. "flower"
"Hmph" she huffed which I took as an okay.
I started to drive in the direction of her house as I tried to spot a store I could stop at. I found one to stop at as I pulled into the scruffy parking lot. I glanced over at Arabella and saw she was asleep again. I jumped out of the car and went to get the food, deciding just to get her a Hershey Bar and a bottle of water. I got back into the car and reached over to shake her should gently.
She jolted awake and grabbed my hand, tingles ran up my arm and I could tell that it had the same affect on her even in her intoxicated state.
"I got you a chocolate bar and a drink, no need to look so shocked." I chuckled at her reaction trying to get the tingles out of my mind and I passed them to her and began driving her home and me to my overdue meeting. - 12:58am We finally arrived at Arabella's home as I saw she had eaten the bar and downed the water bottle and fallen back asleep.
I got out of the car and walked round to her side, lifting her out of the car and securely held her within my arms that were the width of her waist. She snuggled closer towards my neck as I stiffened at the affection but relaxed as I realised my hard body would make her uncomfortable. I kicked the car door shut with my foot and locked the car.
I walked up the stairs to the mansion and entered quietly through the large doors, careful not to alert any of her family members as I'm sure her father is still awake as he is awaiting my arrival, but her mother and brothers are most likely either asleep or out. I walked up the glass staircase until I arrived outside of her door and reached down to push the handle careful not to jolt Arabella awake. I opened the door and headed towards her bed as I felt her breathing change, notifying me that she had indeed woken up. I placed her under her covers and sighed, going to to door to finally leave.
"Are you n-not going to put me in my PJs, I thought you were a gentleman" a soft voice slurred behind me, sighing I turned around and saw she had taken her dress off and was standing there in a red thong and sparkly Louboutin's.
