My Mafia Lovestory

y crop top, and a beige cardigan. She gathered her blonde curls into a ponyt

-brother, Edward, loitering by the staircase. His maroon suit clashed terribly

mirked. "Do you kn

nd I don't care. Stop

ding the stairs, but his wor

o Mr. Santos," Edward laughed. "

from amicable - they were more like sworn enemies. Edward had harbored animosity towards her from the moment sh

especially with his mother and their father involved. Besides, Edward's knowledge was limited - he

watching a recording her tutor had sent her to recap their last lesson. She was homeschooled and sh

d to have an illegitimate child. But she was older than Ed

as soon as she graduated Julie planned on ditc

eir little house on a quiet neighbour and may

admitted to hospital and she was shipped off to her father. At least, the institute her mother was currently in was about hours journey. That's where she went everyday whilst her everyone at ho

rks of being

fted upstairs completely lost in thought that she didn't see her father

ssed, catching

ircases, green eyes nervously darting betwe

was standing only a few feet away. His looks up close was sharper, darker and more rugged. He was handsom

ut all that was put to an end when her mother needed someone to keep a watchful eye on her. Still, Julie exceeded in gym

ally need to feel self conscious. But, the way he looked at her, a

mie." He introduced her. "I don'

. Her father never introduced his business partner to

stated, eyes gleaming in playfulness

paused in front of her, big hand reaching for her chin. Julie slammed her eyes shut, feeling her face be

he gulped, sensing his soft lips press

nally meet you, mi t

e was truly adorable. He released her chin, climbing down the last of the steps with her father and his men

ollows

by then." He said, "The reception and everything else will be prepared by me."

d all. That's what he thought she was going to be like when he first meet her. Edward hasn't reach his rebellious teenager phrase yet and p

othing and worn out shoes. She hadn't ever asked him for anything yet he still deposited thousands into her bank account eve

she didn't spend

use, catching her before she

ul

, watching him stro

sts." She sighed, "I'm sorry about that but I was hungr

into his palm was the only to forget about the guilt creeping up into his chest. It shouldn't be hard to dispose of my mouth he didn't

an a bus, he just used his own chil

*

to her room ready to focus on her school work. However, her mind was elsewhere. She could stil

nt she wanted to strip naked

bed in frustration. She had tried calling her mother to help relax he

g expression, taunting her. His smile said he knew something that she didn't then she remembe

ad to be. There was no way her father would do something like th

ying. Edward