All Chapters of Fire Meets Gasoline : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Post Malone ~ A Thousand Bad Times I should have known it'd be those darn Americans. They know nothing about being loyal. You'd think after Adam's betrayal I would have learned my lesson but I guess not. Here I am fixing another rat problem. Ahh.... My life. Back to the matter at hand. I untangle my legs and stand up straight to my full height, flexing my toes in my pointed black heels. I pull back my sleeve to take a look at my watch for the tenth time since this interrogation began. My heels click against the tiled floor as I stalk with power and grace towards an almost lifeless Mateo. I look down at him and tut slowly. "Remember this, you choose this path" I murmur loud enough for him to hear before walking away from him. I walk to the rusty old door but pause when Butcher stretch his hand to open it for me. My heart softens at the gesture, only for people like him do my heart beat for, He holds a special place in my heart. Right before I completely leave the forsaken k

Halsey ~ Now or Never.I'd really love to see your comments. The moment the dining hall doors closed behind me, Ghost appeared by my side. Just like her name implies, stealthily and fast. Her birth name is Tiana, she's been by my side since I was born, so I was told. It was said that my dad hid her mother in the estate away from an underground gang while she was still in the womb. Rumors say they were secret lovers but whatever it was they had. He protected Tiana's mother even after her mother's death, he took her in as one of his own. Thus, she became my elder sister. Tiana earned the name Ghost because of her network and coding skills, a very good hacker. One of the best we've owned in the mafia. She can breach any high-tech security without being noticed and when it comes to combat skills, she's just the same, stealthy and fast. She'd kill in a blink of an eye and so she was also the best personal bodyguard I could ever wish for alongside Butcher. A job she had Personally reque

Glass Animals~ Heat Waves Your comments will really go a long way in building this story. Thanks again 🤍. Gorgeous. That's what she is, especially in that French long coat which she wore over her cream shirt, tucked nicely into perfectly tailored fitted black pants, paired with those freaking black heels. Maybe it is how she stands, tall and confident with eyes shaped like a crescent moon or it is how her unfeeling and composed attitude ooze out from her being. She's dressed in clothes majority of men won't find attractive, damn, even I didn't know a fitting like that could make me stare at a female for so long. Despite the cross-dressing which makes her look intimidating and feisty. It didn't hide the teasing figure she owns. I couldn't stop myself from throwing direct glances at the woman I'm to marry. The woman who digs into her Lobster like that's the only thing worth her attention at the moment. The whole thing amuses me. It's been a long time since I found something amusin

Giveon ~ let me go✨✨Max leaves the room, I stay at the balcony enjoying the view and cold breeze. Andrei comes to meet me with a glass full of cognac. I nod at him as I take it from him. The substance burns deep in my throat, the moment it hits. It has been my only friend since she left. Just a few shots and I enter my world of oblivion but I can't afford to do that here. I might be getting married to the Italian mafia queen but till we tie the knots and the rings are resting on our fingers.... I'm still a stranger and I don't want to get too comfortable.I'm reminded of my unfinished work as Andrei walks back in with a laptop in his hand. I take off my suit and tie for him to take and I collect the laptop. I sit on the sofa chair positioned at the corner of the balcony. Turn on the laptop and continue with my previous work. Yesterday's shipments from India have successfully landed and have been taken to the warehouse but something is not right. My eyebrow furrows at the screen at th

I HATE federico. "Despiseee" should be the word. He made me dislike Thursday mornings, he's responsible for the glaring scowl on my face as I dress myself up. Buttoning up the sky blue Jean top to my chest, leaving a few button loose. It's always hot in the ranch and breathing is important. Silently, praying Federico gets into a little accident and won't be able to make it to the meeting.He leads one of our major sub gangs in the United States and he's the most infuriating, annoying, disgusting, sick and deranged being I've ever met but his name is among the names of those I'm not allowed to get rid of. Apparently he holds a huge share in the organization. A sexist who is low on love and sex, That's what he is.Grunts of frustration leave my mouth. My auburn curls are beautiful but when it comes to cooperating..... They fail me. It just won't settle for a messy bun and Thursday is not the day for "Classy Davi" as my aunty Marie would tease. Today is for "Rancher Davi" and she's alway