Romano

[This story is in English. Don't get scared off with Italian words] "Sono stato fregato dal diavolo troppe volte per credere negli angeli." His husky voice nearly made me tumble down due to how weak I was feeling. My legs were wobbly and at any given moment I felt as though I would collapse. The fact that my heart was beating furiously against my chest didn't help either.

"W-what?" I questioned as he neared me, causing a chain reaction of me backing up in order to not be facing him. He was all too much for me to handle and never have I ever been so attracted to someone like him.

"Tigrotta...I've been fucked over by the devil too many times to believe in angels."

*****

Notorious was exactly what he was. He was so bad and he knew how to do it so well; so graceful and charming. His long strides, his alluring persona, and nearly everything about him had me attracted instantly. Usually I don't go looking for trouble, instead trouble seems to have its way in finding me.

I suppose I'm just a good girl with bad habits; and as they say:

Bad boys always do it better.