chapter eighteen

' adventures, talks, and kisses'

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lillith shrugged.

'' its not that pretty'' Dominic instantly agreed giving lillith a hopeful look like a child waiting for approval form their idol. she shrugged again her eyes squinting before she frowned.

Dominic had gotten lillith all too himself for the day seeing hi brothers were all out on a mission. but he didn't mind in fact he loved Havin the blonde girl all to himself.

and currently she was looking at a modern art sculpture. which did not belong in the museum one bit. though it was particularly ugly, it clearly waste lillith taste. you could see the classical vibe she radiated from a mile away so instead of admitting the art as she normally would she seemed confused and unsatisfied.

'' I don't understand it'' she finally spoke tapping her fingers on Dominic's hand in a rhythmic pace. '' its weird'' Dominic agreed.

'' isn't all art?'' she asked looking up at him her eyes shinning despise the fact that she did not seem to like the art before her. '' I haven't seen much art before you came into our lives '' he replied.

to be truthful Dominic was always rather fascinated by how their lillith thought. it was like every single word she spoke was thought through a million times before she spoke them, like him and his brothers who was blunt and spoke what came to mind with no care in the world who it offended and who got hurt.

'' why not? '' she asked and he was bit- surprised b y her question.

she hadn't asked much about them so far, specially not their pasts. and it wasn't because she didn't want to know though, despise the Salvador brothers thinking so.

no it was rather. she didn't want to tell her story so she didn't want to ask about theirs.

she knew they would ask back.

and what would she reply? that she didn't want to talk about it, now that made it sound like she had been abused. perhaps she would avoid the question saying they could talk about it later, and now they would think she was hiding stuff. she could tell them everything, but what if what she went through was abuse? wouldn't they kill those who hurt her? she didn't want blood on her hands, specially not her own families.

'' we were raised in the mafia love, we didn't time for art and beauty only horror and terror'' he told her not sounding like he bothered much. she glanced up at him sympathetically. '' I'm sorry nic'' she muttered her hand softly brushing some dark curls out of his face.

'' why don't we go on an adventure? I used to like those as a child'' she spoke hopefully and who was he to turn down her spirit by saying no. he grabbed her chin before kissing her lips slowly but passionately.

'' wherever you want to go my love'' he whispered still breathing in the same air as her.

she grinned like a small child as she happily grabbed dominos hand having long forgotten about the art she had wanted to see.





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'' where are we ?'' Dominic asked looking around confused having not paid attention to where she was dragging him-

she had dragged him on trains and busses for an hour now and they were currently standing on a beach holding their shoes in their hands as one of Dominic's arms was as always protectively wrapped around lillith waist.

'' no clue, but we'll figure it later'' she spoke with a wide grin looking out over the ocean.

silence engulfed them a comfortable one as they walked by the water their feet hitting the cold evening water. the sun was setting and it was all just rather.

serene? beautiful? art like?

'' so Katya is your sister-'' Dominic spoke feeling her tense slightly before taking a deep breath.

'' I suppose she is, I had forgotten how she even looked, but I suppose she is still my sister'' lillith replied kicking to the water trying to get rid of the feelings suddenly trying to resurface.

Dominic couldn't help but tightening his hold on her feeling the emotional tumor she felt. '' I envy you, you and your brothers-'' she looked out over the ocean '' -I wish me and my siblings where that close'' she spoke.

it was true.

the decker siblings were far from close.

one a member of the Spanish Italian mafia.

the other the future donna of said mafia.

and the last a lowlife bully.

'' you have us now, you don't need your siblings or anyone else'' Dominic softly spoke kissing her neck softly before resting his head on her shoulder pulling her against his chest by the waist. '' you wont have to ever need anyone or anything anymore, we'll make sure of it my love'' he promised.

what a promise to make.

but he wasn't to blame.

or was he?

did he know what was to come?

what she would do?

did he too know that their little angel was fallen, and calling her a little devil would've been a more truthful statement.

perhaps not now.

but in the future? oh she would be known for horrible acts.

and the Salvador's? they would be known for their lillith.

their 'perfect' lillith.