Dominic Romanov, a mafia boss who spends the night with a beautiful woman who leaves him wanting more than what he bargained for.
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 �...
"They're looking over here as if we're going to run away or someone is going to attack us." I said and waved my hand at Dominic in a dismissive manner while he kept his eyes trained on me. His chest sighed before he turned away and continued the conversation.
"That's what happens when you're with a-" Aria cut herself off and turned her head to look at me.
"I know." I replied and took a sip of the whiskey the bartender had set down in front of me. The strong alcohol brought a sense of relief through my veins and managed to calm my nerves to a certain extent.
"Even though Sandro isn't in the business anymore I still have to wear this every time I leave the house." Aria whispered before glancing around to make sure nobody was watching.
When she was satisfied with the clearance, she lifted the hem of her dress to reveal a sharp blade attached to her thigh.
"Oh my God, look." I said and did the same to show her a similar blade secured to my outer thigh. Dominic insisted on me wearing it - even if I was going to be within in his presence I always had to have some form of protection on me.
Aria's mouth dropped. "It's so nice talking to someone I can relate to."
"I know, right? But that's why you guys moved to Italy, to get away from all of this." I said and wrapped my hand around the broad glass enjoying the coolness. The music was now lowered to a soft tune in the background and as much as I wanted to down my entire drink, my self-control had to be maintained.
"Yes but every now and then Sandro has to come back just to make sure things are running smoothly. Our flights actually leaving in a few hours so we thought why not show-face for his friend's birthday." Aria said and I nodded in understanding. She took a big gulp of her own drink and grimaced once she set the glass down.
That reminds me. Did I even wish Dominic a happy birthday?
"And you? How did you and Dominic meet?" Aria asked facing her body to me and I smiled down at rich brown liquid swirling around clear blocks of ice. I could already sense that Aria and I were somewhat the same - falling for men we had no business falling for in the first place.
"Honestly," I leaned closer to her and she did the same wide-eyed and eager to hear what I have to say. "He was just supposed to be a random fuck I found in the middle of a bar but here I am. I'm going to meet his parents and he doesn't know how nervous I actually am." I said looking at where Dominic stood.
His height was the same of the men in front of him but he stood out the most and I kept my eyes on him for a few seconds longer.
Handsome man.
"A random fuck, huh?" She smirked cheekily. "Must've been fucking good because look where you are now."
"Who would've thought?" I uttered pinching my eyebrows together in wonder. The conversation with Aria had me pondering on the past few weeks.
"My whole life is a 'who would've thought'" Aria mumbled and toyed with the tiny straw in her glass.
"How did you and Alessandro meet?"
Aria smiled sheepishly and glanced at me. "I was walking home from work one night..."
As soon as she was done with the story-telling of how they met, our drinks were done and the house suddenly seemed to have gained a few more guests.
"These mafia men, I swear..." She said softly with a gentle shake of her head. Alessandro was...protective, that's for sure. I nodded slowly, pursing my lips.
"They're...intense."
"Who's intense?" Dominic asked coming up from behind me and swinging his arm over my shoulders. My gaze met his and I frowned when I caught that familiar look on his face - the one that had me sitting up straight and clenching my thighs together.
He looked like he wanted to rip my clothes off right there.
"Nobody." I murmured.
"Okay, fine! I'm coming, jeez." Aria blurted out and jumped down from her stool. She was scowling into the direction of where Alessandro stood with outstretched arms making grabby hands at her. I laughed - he seemed to be suffering from withdrawals.
As soon as she was gone, Dominic leaned down and brushed my hair away to whisper in my ear, "Come with me."
"What-"
"No questions, angel. Come with me. Now."
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