Violet's POV:

I stare at the note for minutes, before realising I was doing so.

I just. It can't be him. How could he, Blake Federico Ferreri, ever do such a nice thing?

Maybe he asked a maid, yeah that's probably how it went. He asked a maid to get me strawberries with a polite note. The person's writing is also good. That's another reason to why it can't be Blake who wrote this.

Don't stress about it, just eat the strawberries Violet. Wait, what if that asshole gave me poisoned strawberries?

I mean, it could be.

You know what? I'll stop stressing about a bowl of strawberries and just eat them.

I put the note inside my nightstand and eat a few strawberries, before leaving my room.

I'm bored. The meeting is starting in a little, Silvia and I will be there too.

I make my way to the kitchen, I need a glass of water.

As I get in, with my black shorts and grey t-shirt, my eyes widen a little. There are a lot of men seated around the kitchen counter, talking or scrolling through their phones.

That's fine, I don't care. They probably won't even notice me and I really need that glass of water.

I quickly make my way to the shelf where the glasses are kept and grab the water bottle. I fill the glass with water as I feel a few pairs of eyes staring at me. Not a few, a lot.

As I'm done with the bottle I put it back in place "Don't mind me gentlemen. Mind your business and act as if I'm not even here." I politely speak without looking at them, before drinking.

As I turn around they're all going on with what they were doing, talking or looking at the phone. Good that they listen.

"Do you know where Alex is?" I ask and some of them shake their head no, then one speaks "I think he's in the Boss' office ma'am" I glance at him before giving him a smile "Thank you."

I reach the office and get in, finding a very busy Alessandro. He's writing things in his computer and glancing at some papers he has on the desk.

"Hey beautiful" He says without looking at me. "Hi pretty boy" I smile before walking to one of the chairs in front of the desk.

"The meeting's starting in like 10 minutes?" I say and he nods "So why are you working here?" I ask and he stops tapping his keyboard, glancing at me.

"Because Mr Asshole - as you like to call him - asked me to do some research on a few people that are going to attend the ball." He says and I nod, smiling because of the way he called Blake.

"I'm done so we can go." He says getting up and closing his laptop, also putting the papers back in place.

I get up too and we walk to the meeting's room.

"Oh I forgot to tell you. You have to sit on the chair that has your name written on it. It's for important meeting's only." He says as we get in, a wave of anxiety flushes through me.

I walk by every chair, looking for my name. I reach the last seats, a chair has written "Jacob Alberto Ferreri and Silvia Celeste Rossi." on it. So Silvia has to sit on Jacob's lap? Well they're dating so, I don't see the problem.

I instead see a problem when the chair at the head of the table, Blake's chair, has his name written on it, and mine too.

"I'm not sitting on his lap. Like hell I'm doing this." I say to Alex, who was already sitting in his seat. He looks up at me and laughs.

"What's so funny?" I ask furrowing my eyebrows and he holds his arms up in defence "Oh nothing. I just love coincidences." He then puts his elbows on the table, holding his head on the hands and staring at me.

"You did this?" I ask and he makes a questioning face "I don't know. Did I?" He smiles and I roll my eyes.

"It's like everyone is trying to get us together. But we don't work, there are a lot of things in which him and I are opposites." I say sighing and he leans back in his chair, before speaking again.

"Opposites attract, Vi."

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Everyone's already seated, Blake is the only one missing. It's not like he's late, the meeting starts in 3 minutes. Three exact minutes.

"Miss Rodriguez will you please go and tell Mr Ferreri that we're all here and the meeting can start?" Alex says and gives me the go-get-that-fucker look. I hesitantly nod, before leaving the room and walking to his room.

As I get in I don't see Blake, he must be in the bathroom. Why am I doing this again?

I reach the bathroom's door and it's opened, giving me a full view of a huge Blake standing in front of the mirror, his hands on either side of the sink, making his back muscles tense.

"Alex told me to get you. The meeting is ready." I speak and he slowly turns around, his back now resting on the edge of the sink, as he crosses his arms on his chest.

"Come here, Violet." His deep Italian voice speaks. My mind tells me to leave but my body betrays me as my legs make their way to him.

As I stand in front of him he looks me up and down, making me gulp silently.

He then grabs my waist and sits me onto the bathroom's counter, standing between my legs.

"What are you doing?" I whisper and he closes his eyes for a second, before tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I just need a kiss." He says drawing circles on the sides of my waist. "And I know you need it, too." He says putting his thumb on my lips, brushing them.

He leans in, capturing my lips with his. His lips are so soft it's addicting.

Before it turns into a make out session I pull away "Blake." I say and he grips my thighs, tight. "Hmm?" Fuck if he's hot.

"The meeting." I say and he nods before walking away from me, as I finally breathe fresh air.

"Let's go princess." We walk downstairs until we reach the room. As we walk in all eyes are on us. We make our way to the last seat, the one at the head of the table. His seat.

"This time I'll let it pass, but I want my own seat next time." I tell Blake and he smirks before seating on the chair, manspreading.

I slowly sit on his lap, resting my arms on the table.

I glance at Silvia and Jacob, who where already looking at me and silently laughing, keeping their cool. Silvia I swear to god I'll get my revenge. Jacob, you're after.

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It's been... what? An hour? Alex was telling Blake's men what they have to do, to each fucking one of them. Thing is, when he'd be done with them, they'd have to leave and Alex would tell Silvia, Jacob, Blake and I what comes next.

This is so boring I'm actually falling asleep.

I lean back a little and whisper "Blake?" He turns his head to me, his beautiful eyes locking with mine. "Si?" He says with his strong Italian accent, sometimes I forget he's Italian. It's just, most of the times he makes his Italian accent disappear. It's hot when he speaks Italian.

Not the time Violet.

"I will move a little now. Don't kill me?" I say with my eyes almost shut but still with a sarcastic tone in my voice and he smirks.

Just as he nods his head smirking, I gently turn my body and straddle him, wrapping my arms around his neck. This is way too comfortable.

He doesn't stop me or throw me off of him, instead he brings his hands onto my back, gently caressing it.

I slowly fall asleep, on the lap of the person I should hate most in the world, an Italian Mafia Boss. But how can you hate a person when their touch is so addicting? How can you hate a person, when all you do is pretend to do so?

But mostly, how can you hate a person so much it becomes something else? Something sweeter and brighter than the darkness that surrounds him.

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I slowly begin to hear the little sounds near me, as I open my eyes. My body is moving, not by itself. Someone is carrying me, Blake.

"What time is it?" I mumble without moving my head, which was resting on the crook of Blake's neck.

"Go back to sleep piccola. It's late." I smile into his neck and wrap myself tighter around him "I have the feeling that you're going to drop me." He lets out a deep sexy chuckle while I smile, before he speaks "Do you trust me?"

"I don't know, should I?" I ask as he lets out another chuckle. Yeah keep laughing, act as if I didn't just break your heart. I know I'm a cool person.

"You shouldn't trust anyone like me." He says reaching my bedroom. He brings me to the bed and gently lays me on it, covering me with the sheets.

"Because people like me do bad things." He backs away a little "But when it comes to you, Violet, those things become different. I'm different."

Is it bad that I trusted him even before he said those words? Or is it bad that I even believe those words?

When I don't say anything he turns around and goes to leave, but I grab his hand, stopping him.

"Thank you for not dropping me." I smile and he nods walking away. I can see that he regretted saying those words, because he showed me a part of him that he rarely makes me see. It's probably a part he kept hidden and still does, but that is the most amazing and beautiful part of him.

He just doesn't know it yet.

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I didn't have a hard time falling asleep, and usually it takes a lot of noise to wake me up. But this time I woke up because someone opened my door and got in.

Because I felt the presence of another body. And then, as if it wasn't enough, because I felt that presence, slowly laying on my bed, beside me.

I silently grab the dagger under my pillow -Alex told me to keep it there when I'm sleeping- and furtively get on top of the person, holding the dagger on their throat.

They bring their hands to my waist and I finally recognize his face under the moonlight.

"Blake? What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" I almost scream, before I put the dagger back under my pillow.

He doesn't say anything, instead he tightens his grip around me and brings me closer to him, resting his hands on my ass.

"Are you okay? What happened?" I ask and he hums in response "Everything's okay now."

"Jesus, you're sweating. What happened? Did you have a nightmare?" He still doesn't say anything. He nods and I gently run my hands on his hair.

Then, he says the words I never thought I would hear in my life.

"You died, Violet."

Ignoring the way those words made me feel worried, I cup his face making his eyes lock with mine. "Hey, I'm here. I'm inside your arms, we're okay. I'm fine, you're fine. I promise we're fine." I try to reassure him, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a little towel I had on my nightstand.

Why did I have it? Because dear old Violet has nightmares too. They're not as constant as they were before, but they're still here. And they're hunting Blake, too.

I know what comes now, and I don't like it.

"Ask me anything but don't make me leave. Don't make me leave you because you had a nightmare, Blake. Please." I see him contemplate about it, even though he wanted the same thing I wanted. For me to stay.

"I won't. But you will always stay by my side when we're not home, understood?" He asks tightening his grip even more, as if he was imagining what could happen if I wouldn't stay by his side. I simply nod before hugging him and speaking.

"You can sleep here for the rest of the night, I don't mind." He chuckles before closing his eyes, the both of us falling asleep like that.

One on top of the other, bodies touching.

Hi. Sorry for not updating, I just did 4 exams in less than a week and have 2 more.

Sorry for any grammar error, I truly am!

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