EDITED: 19th March 2019.

Brooklyn.

"Good joke. But I am serious." I say, chuckling.

"Me too, piccola. You aren't leaving." He says seriously and that's when I know he isn't kidding me.

"B-but why can't I leave?" I stutter.

"Because you are in danger. The people who harmed you could do it again. If you stay here, I will keep you safe." He says looking into my eyes and I almost get lost in his.

"But why am I a target? I haven't done anything!" I exclaim loudly in frustration and his eyes darken in anger. Before I even knew what was happening, he was on top of me. He then leaned in close,

"Listen here, Brooklyn. I do not like it when people yell at me so unless you want to know the consequences, keep that pretty little mouth of your's in control. Got it?" He whispered darkly in my ear and I shivered.

"Y-yes," I whisper back and he moved from above me almost immediately. I sit back up, breathing hard.

"And as for why you are a target," He says stroking my cheek.

"You are my girl and my only weakness. And they can't harm me that easily so you were their second option." He says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"I am your girl? What does that even mean?" I ask.

"It means that you are mine and no one else gets to have you." He all but growls and I nod, not wanting to anger him again. Disagreeing with a mafia boss is not on my to-do list right now.

"Can I at least talk to my family and get my things from home?" I ask and he nods.

"I will have someone take you. For now, freshen up. I'll leave some clothes for you." He says, picking up the empty dishes and walking out.

I let myself fall back on the bed and think about the situation I got stuck in. I never wanted to get involved in something like this. What am I even going to tell my mother when I visit her? That, I am going to live with an insanely hot mafia boss because I am in danger and he will protect me?

My life is such a mess.

--- I walked out of the shower, a thin towel wrapped around my body. I saw Diavolo placing some clothes on the bed. Luckily his back was to me so he didn't see me yet.

He turned around, his eyes raking up and down my barely covered body and darkening. He groaned and I saw him shift his pants. I blushed, beyond embarrassed. He stalked towards me and my grip on my towel tightened. I looked down as he was in front of me so that he would not see my red cheeks. He gripped my chin,

"Look at me, piccola." He said and I looked up at him shyly. He smirked,

"Good girl." He said and I felt my heart flutter. He is so dominating, I kind of love it.

He dipped his head into my neck, gripping my waist. I closed my eyes as I felt his hot breath fan my neck then moaned when he started placing soft kisses all over my flesh. I pulled him closer by tugging his hair with my other hand and he chuckled into my skin.

When his lips neared mine, I finally got my senses back. Pushing him away, I cleared my throat. I moved back creating distance between us and looked at him. His eyes were still dark and his hair ruffled.

I don't know what came over me but I leaned closer and set his hair. When I was satisfied, I placed a peck on his cheek.

"There. All set." I said, patting his chest feeling the hard muscles underneath and moving back.

Oh my god, what did I just do? Completely embarrassed by my actions, I ignored his gaze on me and grabbed the clothes he left for me. Going inside the bathroom and locking myself, I panted like I have just run a marathon.

--- Dressed in my same dirty undergarments, the loose boxers which I had to fold 5 times to fit myself and the T-shirt too big for me, I peeked out of the bathroom door making sure no one or more specifically Diavolo wasn't outside. Once I was sure, I opened the door completely and walked out.

What am I supposed to do now? I thought to myself, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Should I go outside? Or would I be overstepping my boundaries? Well, he will just have to deal with it considering he is making me stay with him. I walked towards the door, twisting the knob and stepping in the long hallway.

This was probably an estate and looked to be 5 times bigger than my house. I didn't even know where I was right now. My guesses were that we were probably staying in Diavolo's place right now seeing how there was no one in the big mansion. Except me and Diavolo, of course.

After about 30 minutes, I found the kitchen and Diavolo cooking there with his back to me. I might have gotten lost at least 1 million times, okay maybe not that many times but still a lot.

I sat on the countertop, catching his attention.

"You have a big house, oh my god." I panted, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

He just chuckled in response.

"You could say that. Would you like me to give you a tour tomorrow?" He said, glancing at me briefly while saying the last sentence.

"I think I would. But why is your house so empty?" I said genuinely curious. He moved around a little grabbing a spoon,

"I sent all the maids away for today." He said. Why he did so, I do not know and I didn't ask.

I nodded, sniffing the air.

"Wow, that smells great. What are you cooking?"

"Lasagna." He said,

"Hmm, I can't wait." I said, my stomach grumbling in agreement.

"It's almost done." He said and I nodded in response,

"Can I ask you a question?" I said and just saw him nod his head, his back still to me.

"When do you think I will be able to go home?" I asked cautious of his reaction.

His back tensed and his movements stilled. He turned the stove off, turning around and showing me his godly face.

"I don't know. When the war ends, you can leave." He said, gritting out the last words. I just nodded as this was all beyond my knowledge.

Whatever this war is about, I hope it ends soon.

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a u t h o r' s n o t e:

happy new year loves! may this year you actually stick to your resolutions. hahah.

but seriously though, may this year your life be filled with joy!

this update was just a filler lmao, drama coming real soon ;).

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