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It's Saturday and Megan and I decided to go swim suit shopping. We didn't have any plans for the summer yet but that doesn't mean we wouldn't  go on vacation somewhere later on.

"Kate, we've been here for hours and it's already dark and foggy outside. Let's go home, we bought a lot of stuff." Megan wines.

"Yea you're right." We finish paying and we walk out of the mall arm in arm.

"We should have just taken one car. Well anyway see ya at home." Megan waves and walks towards her car.

"We could have if you didn't decide to come with me after I had already left." I roll my eyes. "Get home safe." I watch her drive off as I walk down the street to my own car. 

"Ah shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please stop." I hear a muffled voice further up ahead of me.

"Oh god, someone is in trouble" I mumble. My curiosity gets the better of me and I follow the grunts and weird noises. As I walk closer and closer, my heart starts racing. What if someone is getting kidnapped or bullied. I run toward the alleyway where the noises are coming from.

"Stop, please stop." Two guys were beating the shit out of the person pleading, covered in blood and laying on the floor.

"It's too late now, you shouldn't have stolen from us. Who sent you here." The fourth guy was turned around with his back facing me. His cold deep voice sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. He was wearing a dark blue suit that had blood stains.

Shit what should I do. I should just run away before they beat me up as well. I try to run but my feet don't move. I'm frozen.

"Hey boss, I think he's dead." One of the guys say with his fist covered in blood.

"Get rid of the body, then find out who sent him." The tall figure turns his feet around and faces me. He looks at me for a couple seconds trying to see through the dark. His eyes widen and then he closes them as he pinches the bridge of his nose.

I look closer at his face and my heart drops.

"Valentino? W-What are you doing here." My voice is trembling as I take a step back.

"For fuck's sake. I should be the one asking you that."

Just as I try to get away, he runs towards me and picks me up over his shoulder.

"Let me go!" I scream while hitting his back. "Where are you taking me!?" 

"Shut the fuck up. You're going to burst my ear drum." He says annoyed. He puts me down and places me in his car. He gets in and we drive off. The rest of the drive was silent. I was too scared to talk or ask questions because I figured he could kill me any second.

He stops and opens the car door, grabbing my wrist tight, making sure I don't escape, he pulls me in the house.

"Why the fuck are you shaking." He looks back at me.

"Why do you think, you just killed someone." I say terrified, yanking my hand out of his.

"Follow me." He walks up the stairs and I follow him. He smells like a mix of cologne and smoke.

He opens the door to a room and motions for me to go first. I walk in and I see that it's his office. There was a big desk with many files on it. The room was dark, gloomy, and big with a window in the back. He takes off his suit jacket and rolls up his sleeves as he sits behind his desk.

"Sit down." He orders.

I sit, crossing my legs as he looks down at some papers. His hair was messy and darker than before. His eyes looked dark and expressionless.

"Never thought I'd be seeing you again." I mumble, mostly to myself but he hears me.

"Me either." There's a pause of silence. "Fuck it." He deeply exhales. "I'm in the mafia, thats all I can say for now."

My heart stops for a second but then I realize everything makes sense now. Why he's so rich, why he has an accent, and why he had just killed someone.

"You know, this is illegal. Do you usually kidnap girls you barely know. But then again you are in the mafia so I shouldn't be surprised that this makes it the second time." I say in a sarcastic tone.

"First of all Alex helped you out that night, I had nothing to do with you waking up in my house. Second of all, today I took you because I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me." He desperately looks up at me.

I sit without saying a word. I don't know how to feel about him. I hate that I'm attracted to a dangerous man in the mafia that's maybe even already in a relationship with that blonde girl.

"Do you know Selena? Her dad is the boss of the American mafia. You work for him right?" I finally ask without thinking. I slap my hand on my mouth, instantly regretting saying that.

His desperate expression turns into the cocky one I so well remember.

"American mafia? No sweetheart, I'm the leader of the Italian mafia." He laughs as he stands up. "What's your name?"

"K-Kate" I stutter.

"Kate, stop shaking." He says reassuringly as he walks around his desk. "I would never let anyone lay a hand on you. As long as I'm here, you're safe." He says warmly as he leans back against the front of his desk crossing his arms.

My heart skips a beat. I would have never known that one day I'd be involved with the mafia. Did I do something to deserve this much karma. I mean, getting involved with the mafia can never be a good thing. 

"It's raining really hard at the moment, you'll have to stay here for now." He turns around looking out the window. "Do you want to take a shower?"

"Sure..." I didn't even realize it had started to rain until he pointed it out. There was thunder outside and the rain hitting against the window was loud but calming. Jesus, why was the weather so bipolar.

"If you go to the very end of the hall, on the right is my bedroom and bathroom. There's an extra toothbrush and towel in the cabinet. You can change into anything you'd like from my closet." He turns to sit back down.

I nod as I walk out. "Thanks Valentino."

"Call me Val" he mumbles.

I don't look back and I close the door. I cover my face with my cold shivering hands trying to cool my cheeks and head down. How could someone make me feel this way. I hate it.

I wander down the hall admiring the family photos. Wow he has a big family. One portrait caught my attention. It was of two little boys sitting down. I recognized one of them right away. It was Val, he looked so cute. The other one took me awhile to recognize but I realized it was Alex. Fucking Alex, I forgot about him.

I walk pass the pictures and into his room. I look around the big room and I see it. There it is, the bed I slept in that night. I smile at the memory. I walk past the bed and I open the huge closet. I pull out the first shirt I see and some boxers. Ralph Lauren boxers? Nice. I walk into the bathroom and I turn on hot water in the shower. Of course he has a big bathroom, I'm not even surprised at this point.

I wash my hair and body with whatever soap was laying there. It smelled so nice, just like him. I shake my head at the thought of liking him. There's no way I could ever like him.

I get changed into his clothes as I brush my teeth. The mirror was all fogged up so I drew a little heart with my finger. Jesus, what am I doing, I'm such a child.

I hop on the couch in his room pulling a blanket on my body feeling all warm and snuggly. I wish I could stay like this forever. I feel at ease and so comfortable.

Suddenly the door opens and he walks in.

"Oh hey, you look cozy." He says as I jump up from surprise. He pauses and looks at me from head to toe.

"What?" I giggle

"You look... really good in my clothes." He passes his fingers through his hair. He grins as he walks towards the bathroom and closes the door.

I jump back on the couch and I pull out my phone to text Megan that I won't be home tonight. It's not like I wanted to stay or anything but it was late and the rain hadn't stopped.

I start going through the different channels on the tv as I hear shower turn on. I click on my favorite show, shameless, and I start watching it. I yawn and feel sleepy, so I pull up the blanket and I close my eyes.

***

A cold breeze wakes me up. I open my eyes, shivering. I look at my phone for the time, 1 am. Shit, I don't remember falling asleep. I look over to the bed and I see Val sleeping shirtless with a pillow under is arm. He must like to cuddle. I smile at how cute he looks. I quietly walk up to his face, he looked so handsome and angelic but also had an hare of loneliness.

I go to the other side of the bed and I slip under the warm covers as I try to stay as far from him as possible so he doesn't notice.

"What are you doing." He turns around. I look back at him and I see him smiling.

"Oh sorry, I was just really cold on the couch. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, I'll go now." I try to get up but he grabs my hand and pulls me into a hug under the covers. He wraps his arms around my waist, spooning me, as he puts his lips on the back of my head giving me a kiss.

"Goodnight." He whispers.

I feel his big bulge against my butt as I hear his heart beat on his chest. My own heart was about to explode.

I hear him lightly snore, which calms me. My eyes slowly close and I drift off in a deep sleep.

***

I wake up and feel our legs intertwined. I slowly open my eyes and there he is, holding me as tight as ever. Almost as if he's scared to let go.

"Good morning." He says in a husky voice.

"Do you always stare at people sleep. It's kind of creepy Valentino."

"Call me Val, and no, just you." He says while stroking my hair. "Your hair is so soft. I like it, it smells like me."

"You're such a kid." I laugh and I get up to check my phone. "Oh shit, it's already 11, I have to get going, my car is still at the mall. They're going to tow it away." I grab my clothes as I rush towards the door.

Why does this feel like deja vu.

"Fuck." He quickly says while putting on a shirt. "Don't go, I'll take you."

He quickly puts on a shirt, grabbing me and sprinting down the hall to the stairs.

He opens the front door and puts me down in front of the garage.

"Hold on." He says while the garage door opens. He walks in and a few seconds later he comes out in a red Mclaren.

"Get in princess." He winks.

"Holy shit." I get in and he speeds out and into the street. I roll down the window and I look out with my hair flowing in the wind. It felt great. I look back at him and I see him smile from the corner of his lip as he glances down at my body. I look down too. Shit, I'm still in his clothes.

"It's okay, you can keep them." He says, reading my thoughts perfectly.

I felt happy. My shitty week turned out to be fun because of a stranger. Well, he isn't a stranger anymore.

He places his big hand on my thigh as I gaze at him. "You're going to text me this time." He says looking at me waiting for an answer.

"Yea." I mumble.

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