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I walk into the living room where the scent lures me to follow and that’s where I find her. She’s sitting on the floor in the dark leaning against the floor to ceiling windows.
Her hair looks silver against the moonlight and the city light, the tear stains on her cheeks are more pronounced, her eyes bright but just from the color, not bright with the emotion I always see in them.
She doesn’t look at me until I get right up to her. She’s dressed in a black business dress and a blazer. Looks like she went to something important. It’s unnatural since I’m used to seeing her in lingerie, casual wear, or nothing.
I lower to sit next to her and she stares at me.
The other day I acted like I was pissed at her and I acted like a prick.
What I’m pissed at is the situation and that she doesn’t trust me.
She has keys to my place and she knows she can always come here to me. I haven’t seen her here in this state though in a long time and I’m not going to be a prick tonight.
“Come here baby,” I say, reaching for her.
She comes to me, snuggles between my legs out of habit and I hold her so she can rest her head on my chest.
God help me, this chick has made me go fucking soft. I can’t help my damn self when her delicate fingers run over my chest. I feel it everywhere.
“Why were you crying Babygirl?”
“My restaurant… I can’t do it. My plans… they just. It’s just shit like everything else,” she rasps on a hush.
This is what we normally talk about. Her dreams. This was what she was planning out, fuck I even helped her do her business plan. It was the only thing I could do to help her find herself last year.
She came up with some pretty damn good ideas and I know she was on the verge of signing contracts so this is news to me.
“What happened with the restaurant?” I ask stroking her cheek.
“They’re selling the place. I have to start looking again but I don’t know if I can do it. Bad enough that my hundred grand is shit next to the three million they want, but I asked my father to help me and he said …he said no. He wouldn’t invest in me. He said no, Salvatore.”
Mimi’s father likes to spoil her on the regular, but it’s the kind of spoilage to cover up what I call a strained relationship. A handbag here and there and all the shoes in the world. Clothes and an apartment. Business though, no… that man would never enter in any kind of business relationship with her. So it’s not surprising to hear this.
Going to him would be the obvious thing to do. The man made a pretty penny from working for my family.
She knew he’d have the money and he does. Three million is pocket money to him.
It’s change to me, and I have an idea she won’t like.
I’m a mobster. Greed flows through my veins like blood.
When I see something I want I take it. I take it the easy way or the hard way.
I find away, and greed for this woman has made me find a way.
What she needs is a wakeup call.
One that will tell her she’s mine.
“Don’t worry Babygirl, we’ll sort something out. Why don’t you run a bath and relax?” I tell her and she lifts her head.
“Really? You want me here?” Her thick black lashes beat softly as her gaze clings to mine.
“Always,” I tell her. It sounds like a promise. It is.
Her shoulders relax and out of habit she plants a kiss on my lips. Brief and familiar, crazy and it makes me crazy.
She gets up and walks away. My eyes land on her ass as she pads across the corridor.
