Lots of things are addictive. Drugs are addictive. Tattoos are addictive. Music is addictive. Chocolate is addictive. Even self harm can be addictive. But of all the things in the world that she could've been addicted to, Frankie found HIM to be her addiction. [CAUTION!!] [THIS STORY HAS SWEARING, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND ABUSE. PLEASE BE AWARE OF THIS BEFORE YOU READ IT. I DO NOT WANT TO UPSET ANYONE WITH THIS STORY. THANK YOU!] Emma Pickles is who I picture as Frankie but feel free to imagine her anyway you like:)

Angelo knew his mother was trying to play matchmaker when she suggested then paid for his maid service. The only problem was when he laid eyes on Francesca the maid standing barefoot in his kitchen, wearing his favorite tee shirt with possibly nothing under it, cooking his favorite dish, and singing one of his favorite songs. He knew that he may possibly be in danger of losing his heart for the first time.