Aurelia Beck. Only child of a famed politician, the last thing she wants to do is please a father who prefers donors to his own daughter.
Callan Kingsman. Recently in charge of the American Mafia, showing no mercy in conquests both in business and...
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"Up princess."
My eyes are closed shut with dried tears. I don't remember crying. I lift my body up even though it feels 10x heavier than normal. I see Raphael standing in my doorway.
"I have a question for you, Eli"
It's been 13 seconds and I'm already rolling my eyes. Why am I counting?
"Yes, Raph?" My voice sounds scratchy.
"Why was there a beautiful, tall, yummy, and threatening man here last night buying off all of your Dad's security guards when returning you home?"
I bolt up immediately. I look down. I'm wearing my pajamas. My mouth tastes awful though and my hair is matted to my forehead. I remember nothing past arriving at Iniquity.
"Cazzo!" (fuck) "..thinking hurts."
Raphael chuckles. "Yeah you were wrapped up in a little blanket like a baby bird while the big strong man carried you to your room."
"Careful Raph your gay is showing. Dictator Daddy might fire you for having a personality."
He gasps in mock horror and puts a hand to his chest while sitting on the end of my bed. "I am a young and vibrant 23 year old bodyguard to a troubled youth! My job is already hard enough, principessa." (princess)
I smile at the nickname he picked up from my grandmother. "How is Nonna?"
Raph smiles and waggles his eyebrows! "Good piccolo cugina! Sometimes I think you forget we're related because I'm that much more attractive." (little cousin)
He reminds me of someone I've met but I can't put my finger on it..
"Well it's hard to remember when my mom caved and gave me Father Figure Of The Year's last name. I mean she couldn't have hyphenated?!"
He smiles mischievously. "Well if you were Aurelia Beck-Russo it would be much easier for people to figure out you're..Beck Russo."
I see his point.
"I see your point."
He stands up abruptly and clutches the radio in his ear. "Gesù Cristo! Your dad really does squawk doesn't he?" (Jesus Christ)
I nod and half smile. "That he does."
Raph kisses my forehead and hums All The Single Ladies and he walks out while moving his left hand back and forth.
I smack his ass as he leaves and giggle
"Encore, Raphael! Encore!!" I clap and laugh!
He smiles as he shuts my door.
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"RAPHHHHHH"
He blasts into my room almost taking the door off the hinges. After seeing I'm perfectly fine he seems just a tad irritated.
