Rosalina, 24 year old whose family was just killed by her abusive Fiancé, escapes to New York where she gets sent to live with old best friend and Mafia Boss, Alec Salvatore. 27 year old Alec, a cold and dark man who would stop at nothing to have th...
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I wake up, sore. In pain but a pleasurable pain – of course. I play back the night's events, smiling. The first time, the counter, the shower and again before we went to bed. My body was absolutely exhausted. I honestly don't know how he expects me to walk around all day.
I look over to see he isn't in bed – and I couldn't care less. I continue to roll over, waking up and going right back to sleep. "Butterfly?" I hear faintly. My legs sprawled on the bed, I fell him laying kisses on my face. My eyes squint and adjust to the bright sun beaming through the windows.
"Maybe I should have taken it easier on you." He laughs. I slowly sit my head up, my curls falling everywhere. "I'm fine, I just might need you to carry me everywhere." I state, plopping my head back down. I look back up and see he has disappeared from my vision.
I hear the water running and feel hands scooping me up. I didn't put any clothes back on so he just placed me right in the tub. The warm water hitting my body felt nice against my sore body. He squats down, placing a kiss on my forehead. He sat there the whole time either on his phone or messing with me.
He tried to wash me, however I think I can wash myself.
I get out and I have just a little bit more energy. I got dressed and decided I was going to straighten my hair. I haven't done it in so long. I put on a cute outfit and grab my things to leave. I wanted to see where he grew up.
It was so beautiful. It reminded me of the summers I spent with my mother and father. Two loved ones I would never see again.
I didn't really get much time to mourn them with all of the problems I've seen.
Stuffing the thought down once again, I get up and grab myself ready to go.
All I have to do is get through this one dinner. This isn't about me. This is about Alec getting to see his family.
We arrive at the house and I see Angelina in the living room. I leave with no warning to Alec. I embrace her and we start talking. I can see Alec out the corner of my eye talking to his brothers and uncles.
"Everything okay?" She asks and I turn to Alec and smile. "Yeah, however thank you for taking me out yesterday. I really needed it." I explained. I start to feel the room shift a little.
Like tension.
When I hear someone approaching behind me. "And whose this?" I turn around to see a tall man, covered in tattoos. He reeked of alcohol and his accent was thick. His height towering over mine, I back up a little feeling a little intimidated.
Who is this?
I suddenly feel a hand grab me and move me back. When I turn around I watch as Alec steps in front of me.
They just staring at each other. There was no talking. They were both intimidating but neither was backing down. Everyone fell quiet, I feel Angelina grab my hand and squeeze a little.
