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#19 in "Mafia"
A story where a drug lord mafia with a stone cold heart nearly stumble at it beating one day at the look of his precious Bella. A girl who has so much depth that even the ocean is envious.

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The sound of bells screeching reached my eardrums, signalling that someone had walked in the cofee shop. I scoffed without looking up from the kitchen counter i was cleaning. great, another customer just when i thought i could leave. The rain drops could be heard from outside as the sky continued to cry. the painful emotion calming my nerves from the sound of the drops hitting the wooden window. Wow, that sounded so depress-

The prescence of a person taking the seat on the opposite side of the counter, snatched my attention. My eyes found their way to the man sitting infront of me as he used one hand to sleek back his dark and wet hair. His forehead glistened from the wetness of the previous rain drops. His tan skin beautifully complementing his striking hazel eyes that were beautifully adorned by thick black lashes-

"If you were done checking me out, i would like to order something" He said firmly. His thick voice the only voice in the coffee shop clear in the air.

"Uh-oh. Sorry" I whispered as my face flushed bright red. "What would you like to drink Sir?" i asked as i straightened my back to appear more serious. He was not the only one who could be intidimidating. Who does he think he is?

"Cofee" he said as he leaned his posture over the counter. His face so close to me that i could feel his breath hit my mouth.
"And make it as black as my soul, Bella"