Two complete opposite. Two wondering souls looking for a place to belong.
Gianna, 18, is a fragile girl who is longing to be loved. By anyone, brother, father even lover, she is just looking for someone to fill that void she is trying so hard to...
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I check myself in the mirror one last time before giving myself a twirl, Mateo promised to take my to the warehouse and today is the day. Ive known about the Mafia now for around a week and nothing has really changed however i've noticed more money laying around now and sometimes I think I see a gun then when I look again someones either moved it or i'm imagining things.
I twirl my hair behind me fitting it into a low bun at the back of my head before I check my outfit out in the mirror. I decided on a simple black wrap dress which ties into a bow on my waist, the dress is short however due to the bow it ruffles down covering the top section of my thighs. The neckline is low showing a tremendous amount of cleavage but hey, if you got it flaunt it as Sia would ever so graciously say. The material is held up with two spaghetti straps adding a small elegance to the whole outfit. My shoes are some simple black bottomed pumps which I found on the shoe rack in my closet.
Once i'm ready I twirl in the mirror walking through my closet out into the hall where mat is waiting for me. One leg leaning against the wall as his hands are deep in his pockets he chuckles looking at me. wearing his signature smirk, he straightens his suit while looking me up and down his eyes lingering on my chest for a few extra seconds making my eyes roll into the back fo my head.
"Really taken this whole mafia lifestyle seriously haven't you." he laughs kicking off the wall walking beside me as we walk through the house towards the marble stair case.
"Look, I don't wear blazers, dresses are my thing." I chuckle speeding up to get ahead, I twirl letting the dress flow around my legs.
"Dresses certainly are your thing." he replies wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me towards his chest, my ass hits his belt allowing a shaky breath that leave my lips . His head buries into my neck as he begins to bite the skin gently causing me to erupt into laughter gaining everyones attention down stairs.
"Matteo stop." I giggle yet he only spins me around crashing his lips down on mine. They form a beautiful pattern together as they have gotten pretty familiar with one another over the past week. However we have only kissed, a few steamy make out sessions however nothing more. We decided to take it slow remember.
"Guys, cute really but we have to go. If we are late for training Elijah will kick our ass." Enzo shouts up the stairs letting a grown leaves Matteo's lips heifer I chuckle pulling away. I place one final kiss on his lips before I make my way towards the stairs then begin to descend the stairs.
I grip the railing however after a few steps Mateo sweeps me into his arms, once again in the bridal position as he carried me down the stairs. I slide my hand up his chest then around his neck placing a kiss on his cheek.
"What has happened to him." Giovanni shouts from the living room as everyone begins to pile out into the main entrance. Enzo walks towards us, slightly hunched over with his hand on his side however his other arm slung over Lucinda's shoulder.
