A Drink with the Devil

lept for 10 years. I stretch out on the bed, and freeze when I feel there is no

l of my dream

ing when I see it's almost 5 in the evening. I slept the entir

iv

ng back. There was a lot I remembered, like the mind-blowing sex we had, and the he

g out her name in the car, when I was

daydreams, and I turn it over to see my fa

ays in his usual gruff, emotionless tone. "I'm not calling to rush you into an

im that he isn't pushing me to start entering the family business so soon after graduation.

want to discuss with you,

y gone to fetch my things I'm assuming a

minutes. "I'm on my way, " h

all happen

quickly get out of bed and scurry around the room, still thinking about the goddess that had occupied my bed last nig

e the idea of her being around in the morning almost terrifying. I wouldn't want something to happen, a

es, and seeing the wonder and innocence behind t

ver do manage to settle with someone, it will most likely have to be so

gs Olivia did last night. I don't know if any girl could ever make me feel like that again, it was the f

from under the bed. My curiosity peeked, I reach under and pull out a b

ne shoe? How the hel

door in search of Frank, hoping he is still here. I catch him in his usual spot at the

to see you finally awake

eft I'm assuming earlier this morning, but I just discovered she left behind a shoe, " I say and scratch t

ng, and I did find it odd that she was bare-foot, only holding one shoe it seemed. I drove he

is really gone. All I got was her name, and a

r where you too

ks as if he is th

here, but I don't remember the exact address she gave me. I used the G

he cars GPS?" I ask and Frank nods. Befo

s and towards the garage. I stop and quickly pretend I have come out to greet him, slapping

into the house where Frank is already there, waiting to take his jacket and hat to hang. I whisper to him to have one of the

he makes himself comfortable on one of the leather sofas. One of the maids scurries into the

smile down at her, trying to ease her nerves a little. She offers a small smile back, before she r

s just him, and

my father and older brother. That my name will carry a bad reputation, and I

st night, yet she still let me take her hom

ass of scotch, trying

gauge my reaction. "Seeing you graduate University, with honors none the less, mak

esponsibilities for you, and he is very mature about them as far as I'm

he smear tabloids that threaten to come out every time he steps out to a club or bar, I'm getting tired. I want him to settle do

away, hooking up with random girls and causing havoc everywhere he walks. My father is always the one to try and co

y and swirl around my drink, wanting this conversation to be over as quickly as possible, so I can fi

ale to know how expens

ants you to respect him as an older brother and I know you do, so you'll do this for me. You

holic any worse than being a mafia member? If he killed someone whi

tely sober, with full intent. I'm not sur

other, he won't want to hear what I have to say about love, if anythi

unger brother talk to him about commitment and responsibilities. He will see i

will admit, my father has always given me more freedom than he has Darius. In high school, I was able to go out with f

her's second in command when he reached the age of 18, and was initiated into the gang. Since th

pe. He doesn't mean to cause harm to the family or my father, he doesn't know how to deal with th

t blam

wn the rest of my drink, trying to signal I am done with the conversation. My father

Boston for the next little while, if you need to get a hold of me. I will be in contact wi

n the front door closes. Frank gives me a concerned look from the corner of the room, bu

uses. I unlock the key safe at the front and grab the car keys, turning it on and accessing the GPS system. I bring up the last addr

s made fun of the guys who said crappy stuff like that, but now

rush back inside to call Angelo,

*

sks as we drive to the address shown in the GPS. He has been questioning my m

age to go through with it, and his tau

o see her again. Is that what you want to hear?" I say and

's exactly what I wanted to hear. You un

is worth it. She was unlike any girl I've been with, and you know ho

eminder of the skanks you slept with, thank you. I happen

urns into nerves when we pull up to the apartment building and stop out front. I realize then

ve there and pray it has her name, and not possibly a roommate or family member

a / S. N

standing with Olivia. It had to be her, or at least

ers and wait for th

voice a don't re

m looking f

e asks in a sligh

e, just in case she recognizes my las

eft something behind, I'm just trying to return it

tatic on the other

buzzes, signaling it's unlocked. I reach for the handle and yank the door open,

hing. I try and shrug him off, hating the small space we're in. I dart out when the doors finally op

it for me. I shoot him a glare, but quickly wipe it off when the do

wers, her head barely meeting my chin. She looks up at me wit

hit s

ait – if she knows who I am, does that mean Olivia does as well? A strike of fear hits my ch

e the guy, " s

r her shoulder, which with her small posture, it isn't hard,

pens the door more. Angelo and I come in and she leads us towards an opening

on the wall opposite of it, and a small coffee table in the middle with a few magazines and dishes

ving slightly and offering a tense smile

not bothering to hide my name anymore, bu

s. "I know who you are, we

me school as Olivia? There was no way, I would have noticed someone like her wandering the halls,

y, a ghost of a smile on her lips. How in the world had I never saw her? I realize n

in one of my lectures, but I was so focused on school and trying to mak

proach the living room. My heartbeat skyrockets in my c

ivia calls out, and I feel my palms st

, not taking her eyes off Angelo and I. I feel him s

and she instantly drops the hairbrush she is holding. Everything in th

a fresh shower, the smell of her strawberry scented shamp

t that they should leave the room. Angelo nods and quickly follows her out of the room.

tears at my heart, even though I half expected it. I can imagine the thoughts that are

address to give it back. It looks expensive, " I say and hand her the

uncomfortable than I probably have. I knew coming here was a risk a

she asks quietly, unabl

ress to my driver, Frank, " I say, leaving out the part where I did tra

ip, looking a little embarrassed. I hope that is enough

ws who I r

students in my class did, given the subjects we were studying, it was almos

ia, but regardless there is a slight chance,

*

He is actually here. He went out of his way to find me, to retu

oking as shocked as I feel. I stare at him with

stuttering and sounding like a fool, but my head is fuzzy from his m

" he asks, the shock gone, r

right?" I say, instantly regretting my

ut unfortunately I was too distracted by not the pressures of my course and pride of

regret not noti

utters at t

a life time, " he whispers, making me notice how close he has moved. My

breath fanning my face, making me weak in t

, clenching tighter as he draws closer. Just as I close my eyes, they

n he sees the name, and excuses himself out the door. I sit on the couch, still in a daze from al

e I would remembe

er, looking more gloom

reason, I don't want him to go just yet. I mean, he was just about to kis

rs the room, standing inches away from me again. He lifts his hand and

ss, all but devouring my lips with hunger. I respond instantly, my body

who is at his side in seconds. He turns whe

nd number as a contact, my fingers trembling. I hand him back the phone, our fi

the door, and it's enough to make me melt to th

d that go?"

"As if you weren

tly, girl, I was way too distracted by th

urn to roll m

happened?" s

a phone call and came back and said he had to go...and

mediately and a grin st

s it? I wan

gain. She is suc