Jasmine De Leon, 22, heir to the Spanish mafia , a cold-hearted ruthless assassin, who's trying to keep her past hidden.
Vincenzo Salvatore, 24, heir to the Italian mafia, a heartless, arrogant don, who's trying to escape his twisted mind.
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I watch as Jasmine stares down at her phone in shock. Tears filling her eyes. "Jasmine, baby, are you there?" Jasmine blinks away her tears and I squeeze her hand to reassure her.
"Yeah mamma I'm here, I just....haven't heard your voice in a long time. I'm so happy you're ok." She cries and laughs.
"Are you alone?" She asks her.
"No, I'm with Vincenzo, Lina and Stefano."
"You kids be safe. We'll be out here for a few days so my dad and brother won't find us. Then I'll be back with you, that, I can promise."
"Ok, I love you, mamma." Jasmine sobs and I rub her back.
"I love you too, mi mariposa. Your father wants to talk to you." (My butterfly)
"Jasmine. You're safe?"
"Yeah, we are. We're at that lake house Vincenzo bought me to."
"Stay there for a couple days, and we'll do the same. Do you have everything?"
"Yeah we do." She sighs. "We got mamma back."
"Yes we did, and now she needs to rest, you know how she gets."
"Sandro! I can hear you!" Her mom shouts in the background and Alessandro chuckles. "See... you kids be safe. Goodnight princesa."
"Goodnight papa." Jasmine sniffles and smiles. She puts the phone down and jumps onto me, wrapping her arms around me. "We did it!"
"We sure did." I kiss her temple. I love how happy she gets. "You're going to wake them up." I nod my head to Lina and Stefano. Lina is resting her head against Stefano's shoulder and they're both fast asleep. I could have lost my cousin tonight, but I didn't.
Stefano likes to think he's fucking immortal.
Jasmine peppers kisses along my jaw. And along my neck as I carry her to the other bedroom. Kicking the door open Jasmine laughs and I groan as she kisses me. "Fuck you're killing me."
"Hmm." She hums as she kisses me and smiles against my lips.
"What's gotten into you, amore?"
"Just trying to make love to my man. Is that a crime?" She smirks seductively and raises her eyebrows. "You gonna arrest me, Salvatore."
Little minx.
"If you wanted to get tied up, all you had to do is ask." I grin and she smacks me on my chest.
"I'm just happy."
"No shit." I chuckle, dragging my lips across the nape of her neck making her moan. I place her on the bed and she unbuttons my shirt then unbuckles my belt. Fuck I can't wait any longer.
I grab her and spin her around, making her squeal. She lets out breathily moans as I unzip her dress, it pools around her feet and she's left in her underwear, which I have been dying to rip off. "Take it all off." I say to her, my voice deep and husky.
