Guys I cut my hair short and I'm trying to figure out ways to hide it from my mum until it grows back out so she doesn't kill me.
Haha smile through the pain.
I love it though so I regrets.
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I felt the desire of questions surround me, I knew they were curious and I knew they wouldn't stop until they uncovered the truth.
But right know I'm not worried about that, the only thing corrupting my mind is Dominico and I won't be at peace until he is.
The tension is building up and began to get too much for me.
"Can I please be excused?" I ask naturally.
One of the things my mother did teach me was table manners, I could never leave unannounced.
Don't lie you disrespectful fuck.
My dad nods, clearly knowing where my sudden politeness came from, I guess he saw a glimpse of my mother in me in this moment.
Hopefully only the good parts...
I left the room with the feeling of eyes burning onto me, I ignored them and focused on what was important.
Me and him.
I heard the heavy breaths from afar and instantly knew it was him, in his office of course.
It was his sanctuary and no one was allowed in there.
Obviously I was the exception, though even if I wasn't, who follows rules?
I knocked on the door and am greeted with a 'fuck off' from the other side.
Love you too.
"It's me," I tell him softly.
"Not now Sienna." He groans, his voice still tense and angry.
"Please just let me in." I plead, I don't know whether that meant physically or emotionally.
"If I let you in then you will see the darkest parts of me, the parts I've kept buried and if I let them out they will hurt you and you don't deserve to be hurt." He warns me.
"And you do?" I rhetorically question.
"I deserve pain beyond imaginable." He tells me and boy did that one hurt.
"If you knew some of the things I did, you would think the exact same."
I pushed the door handle down and opened it to see him sitting on the couch, drained of any emotion.
I take my steps cautiously towards him.
How the tables have turned.
"Dom, I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong." I sigh truthfully.
"I don't need help." He tells me but I knew better.
"Lashing out like that tells me otherwise." I raise an eyebrow at him and he draws his beautiful eyes to mine.
"I don't need help, I'm just fucked up in a hundred different ways and most of those are due to this life." He explains what I already knew.
"How do I make it go away?" I plead and at this point I'd do anything to rid him of pain.
"You can't, I just have to deal with it." He tells me.
I can't help him hurt if he won't let me in and I also can't push him to open up doors that are superglued shut.
But what I can do is give him a sense of peace.
Well, I can try to at least.
"I'll deal with Léa, I'll make sure she stays out of all of this I promise." I reassure him.
"What makes you think you can handle her?" He scoffs.
"Have you met me? Léa is nothing compared to this bad bitch." I let it be known.
"If you keep calling yourself that I might actually have to believe it." He chuckles but smiles.
"Fuck you." I push him but return one before hugging him and he hugs me back, neither one of us wanting to break apart.
I can't help but feel annoyed at his sudden change of mood; it's not healthy, he needs to get it out or it will eat him alive and coming from me, that is saying something.
"You have really pretty eyes." I tell him adoring them.
"I know." This egotistical motherfucker says.
"I'm lying they're fucking ugly calm down." I push him off me gently and walk over to his desk, sitting down.
"Dom? I ask playing with his files.
"Hmm." He hums back.
"What's this mom thing I have been hearing about?" I ask making sure he cannot escape this conversation.
"Who told you about that?" He chucks me off of his chair and sits down, placing me on his lap.
There is a whole couch and you- never mind.
"He's tall, egotistical, has deep rooted issues and his name begins with A." I puzzle out for him.
"You could just say your idiot brother." Dom tells me.
"Fine my idiot brother." I announce rather too loud.
"HEY FUCK YOU." Adriano yells from the other room.
Touché brother.
"Parler..." I usher him to speak.
"Both Natalia and your mothers have been spotted meeting with Russians." He says very vague letting me know there is more to the story.
"Isn't Armenia like a Russian free zone?" I raise my eyebrow at him.
"They're not in Armenia anymore." His answers are blunt yet straight to the point.
"So where are they?" I push for more.
He doesn't answer, instead scans my face and sighs, not a bad sigh, I honestly couldn't make out what he was thinking.
"That's enough questions for today, I have given you more than you deserve after you tried to break my leg at dinner." He smirks.
Oh my god he is SO dramatic.
"I barely kicked you." I tell him.
That's a lie, my leg didn't even reach him.
Being small is really horrible sometimes.
"Yeah how's the leg anyway, you haven't been using your crutches." He scolds me.
"Fuck those crutches! I simply told my leg to heal and it listened to me, I'm just respected like that." I tell him.
Hello, did I lie?
He clearly thought so.
I clear my throat, "so where is my dear old mother?" I question once again.
"Italy..." he lets out.
My mouth drops wide and I am once again bombarded with emotions.
"Great and why hasn't my father told me?" I fold my arms interrogating him.
"I don't know ask him." He DEFINITELY knows.
"Dominico..." I shoot him a deadly look.
"Sienna..." he mocks me.
I turn my body around on his lap and remove his hand from my thigh, though he is adamant to keep it there.
At this point, I'm straddled over him.
Cautiously lowering myself onto him, I hear the way he deeply inhales and I feel him tense beneath me.
I smile satisfied.
My hands wrap around his neck and I bring my lips to his ears.
He thinks he's in charge, I know better.
"Tell me." I whisper before lifting myself up, breaking the moment.
His jaw clenched and I could tell he was gradually growing angry.
"Sienna don't start something you can't finish." He warns me.
I gulp nervously yet proceed, bringing my lips to his neck, the room was silent our heavy breathing invaded it. I would be lying if I didn't say this moment was tempting but I had to stand my ground.
"Tell me." I repeat once again and what he does next shocks me.
He grips both my wrists in a tense moment and flips me over, at this point I'm sat on the chair and his grand figure towers over me.
Something causes him to let go and he just sits back watching me contain my thoughts.
"Don't start something you can't finish." He warns me again, this time through his teeth.
Fuck this sexual tension.
Lifting myself up, I throw myself towards him, clashing my lips into his, he responded gripping my hair forcefully and I felt his hands invade my body.
And I loved it.
For a moment, the whole world went silent, I thought I was healing before but in this moment, just me and him; I knew what it meant to actually be ok again.
Lifting me up and rotating me so now I sat on his desk, he removed his hoodie from my body leaving me bare and he analysed my body like it was the first he had seen.
"You should wear a bra around the house." He warns me.
"First of all motherfuck-." I begin yet his mouth connects with my naked chest shutting me up.
Yh sure that works too.
After a few minutes of me struggling to breathe due to this mans...excellent work, he lifts himself up and reaches for a drawer, eye contact yet to be broken.
He pulls out a condom and I flinch, god knows why, I mean what else could this have led up too?
Noticing my slight reluctance he tosses it back in, "we don't have to do this, not until you're ready."
Why am I so worried?
"It's not that I don't want to, I'm just scared I mean a million things could happen. What if we are half way through and the condom breaks OR what if some evil bitch snuck in here and stabbed holes into the condom so it won't work."
He thinks I'm mad.
I'm definitely mad.
"AND What if it slips off inside and then- OH my god that is so embarrassing what if that happen-" he covers my mouth shut.
"Sienna shut the fuck up." He silenced me.
"IM JUST GIVING YOU REALISTIC SCENARIOS." I explain.
"Sienna, we got all the time in the world, I'm not going anywhere. Don't rush yourself into something you're not ready for!" He warns me.
"I just don't want to get pregnant again, I don't know if I ever will be ready. I cant handle that type of pain again." I tell him as he hands me his hoodie and I slip it over my head.
He draws his thumb across my cheek and plants a kiss on my forehead, I know for a fact he wanted it to happen and so do I but a part of me is not ready to give myself up again.
"It hurts." I tell him forcing back tears.
"Then I'll hold you until it stops hurting." He brings me into his arms and my tears gradually evaporate.
Even bad bitches need hugs.
"Dom can you do one thing for me?" I cross my fingers asking him.
"I'd do a whole lot for you, what's up amore?" He replies pulling away.
Inhaling slowly, "Why hasn't my dad told me my mom is in Italy?" I spit out, faster than I could comprehend.
He sighs, I knew the truth was near.
"You didn't hear this from me, promise?"
He holds out his pinky.
HEY PINKY PROMISES ARE VERY SERIOUS AND I TAKE THEM VERY SERIOUS!
Reluctant by his tone I hesitated but soon took the offer.
"He's basically...planning on killing her." He spits out and watches my mouth hang to the lowest depths of the earth.
He's WHAT?!
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Um, Yeah our adopted father Stefano is planning to kill his first love.
Will he succeed?
Will Sienna castrate him before he gets the chance?
Am I addicted to Ketamine?
Find out on the next episode of Mafia princess.
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