Leonardo The bass from the music is all-consuming. It feels like the beat is coming from inside my chest. I never quite got used to the volume in clubs.I make my way through the throng of grinding couples, drunk girls shaking their asses, and obnoxious douchebags wearing too much cologne with a mountain of gel in their hair. Oh God, one even has his button-up parted so he can show off the gold chain dangling on his hairy, overly tanned chest. Ghostface is a role model very few manage to do justice to when they imitate him. They can stick their faces in a pile of coke but don’t exhibit the same finesse while doing so. My hood is pulled over my head, concealing my identity as I make my way up the metal stairs. The same metal steps Nova climbed up not too long ago with another man’s hand wrapped around hers.I enjoyed sawing off one hand and would definitely do it again. Looks like I need to remind her, it's been a while.I took my phone out of my pocket and I decided to send he
Nova “How was your night?” His gruff voice filled my ears as he looked up from his phone when I entered the room where I was supposed to be spending the night. Surprisingly enough, it didn't startle me. And I'm sure he notices it too because he smirks and continues to repeatedly play with the lighter in his right hand.“I don't have time for this.” I unbuttoned my coat and hung it on the brass tree by the door. It took me two tries, thanks to the tremble in my hand. I seem to have one nowadays.It’s the cold. I could blame it on that, or I can be honest about the fact that my hands tremble when I'm around him. The slight shake in my fingers when the memory of our shared night fills my mind or when he's nearby. Stop. Don’t think about it."I'll have your door blocked again. Make sure it stays that way." I cracked a fake smile. I was too tired tonight. I'd never own up to it, but I appreciate him stepping up and helping me. But I also feel like my house would not have been broken into
Leonardo The next day, I accompanied Nova back to her house after the guys I sent over to block her door told me it was ready. And by accompany, I mean I drove her to her place and didn't leave despite her scowls and eagerness to send me away. I'm surprised she hasn't put the pieces of how she got this house together yet. Or she has and decided to ignore it.I know my girl, she's capable of blissful ignorance. After she realized I wasn't going to leave anytime soon she left and went upstairs to take a shower while I lounged in her living room nursing a glass of bourbon. I'll admit, Edward Carter may be a shitty man and a horrible father, but the bastard had good taste in bourbon. I drop the glass on the table before crossing my hands behind my head and letting it rest there. My mind strays to a naked Nova upstairs, lathered in soap as her dark skin glistens with water. -- Fuck, I promised myself I'll hold back on any thoughts about Nova, that'll have my cock hard as steel.I
Nova “Quite a little ruckus you caused that night. I covered for you though. Don’t worry.” He takes another step forward and my traitorous eyes travel down his body. I can’t help but admire how good he looks in plain clothes. He always looks good in plain clothes and the way the shirt stretches over his broad shoulders and the onyx black pants pair well against the olive hue of his skin. It’s tailored to his body, crisp and clean with no wrinkles. He’s beautiful. Dangerously, beautiful.Snap out of it, Nova.“Fuck you,” I spit, suddenly furious he’d dive into my personal history without permission. “That is none of your business.” He grips my wrist and pulls me across the table until my face is inches away from his. “Everything about you from that moment on became my business,” he grits, his eyes falling to my lips. I try to pull away from him, but his hold on me is stronger. I seethe, my gaze casting to his devilish lips. He is everything I desire in a man and everything I des
Nova I'm not imagining things. My Dad is really on the other side of this door. I place my hand on the door handle and open the door, revealing my father. He's dressed as casually as can be, and by casual I mean he's wearing his usual attire of suit and pants including a tie. It's obvious this isn't a casual family visit. Not like we have any of those anyway."Dad. What are you doing here?" He walks in and I close the door behind him.I watch his retreating back as he ignores me and just proceeds to look around the house, you'd think I didn't send them pictures of my accommodation when I got here. Pictures he ignored obviously.He takes a few steps towards the chair before moving farther and peeking at the stairs. He walks back to the living room where I'm standing confused, "Are you looking for something? If you can't answer that at least tell me why you're in my house." I snap."Your house?" He scoffs."Yes, my house. The one you're currently inspecting without my permission." He j
Leonardo Fucking imbecile.What sort of father agrees to marry his daughter to a bastard like, David Cameron? They do business together so he knows what David is like, and he still agrees to the marriage offer. I'd known about the arranged marriage for a while now. I found out about it when I stalked David's call log and every other information.But I kept it to myself because it wasn't my place to tell. And partly because that information would lead to questions and answers that I'm not ready to provide for Nova, yet.I chose to stay downstairs for some time after Edward walked out. As much as I detest being apart from her at a time like this, she needs her space. I'm an expert on pushing boundaries, but I won't do that to her, not right now. Not unless she wants me to. I looked at the time and changed my mind about waiting longer. It's been hours, I'm going to check on her whether she wants me to or not.I’d just walked into her bedroom when a boom of thunder cracked the silence. M
Leonardo "Watch out!" The loud yell has me reeling and the next thing I know, I'm pushed aside and shoved into a wall. The warning from Roman was swift and precise.He drops his hand from my shoulder, "Dude where the fuck is your head at? You good?" Roman asks. I looked down at the wire I almost tripped. This whole fucking place was boobytrapped. One wrong move and our position would have been exposed. We've gotten here so far, quietly and I could have ruined it because I can't focus on the fucking mission.Shit."I'm fine. Fuck, I'm sorry guys." I apologize to the other guys. I need to focus, my life isn't the only one on the line."It's okay. Just don't make sure I die today. I like being alive and so does, Aaliyah. I'm pretty sure if I die during this raid she'll find my spirit and kill me again. And if that's not possible, she'll make it possible." Cain says referring to his fiancee, Aaliyah.The bastard finally proposed.
Nova Go to sleep, Nova. He's okay.I’m just drifting off into a deep sleep when I hear the creak of a door, my body jolting from the disturbance.When I turn to look at the door, it’s firmly closed. My brow crinkles in confusion. Just when I convince myself I am only hearing things, I see a movement out of the corner of my eye.Sucking in a sharp breath, I turn and see Leo standing outside my balcony doors, a red cherry pulsating in the moonlight. Wide awake, I sit up and glare. “How long have you been out there, you creep?” I snap. Leonardo opens the doors the rest of the way, smoke billowing from his mouth. “A while,” he answers flatly. I didn't even know he smoked.He flicks the butt of the cigarette out over the balcony and then reaches up and pulls his hood down from his head. The moonlight shines directly on him, making him glow beneath the soft aura.Such a contradiction that something so dark shines so brightly beneath the light.“Don't do that again,” I tell him