All Chapters of Santino : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Samantha Mark's eyes remind me of a random clearing in the forest that has nothing but green grass. His eyes are brighter though, and they do shine brighter than anything I have ever seen. I lean forward and press my lips against his. His hand quickly grabs my neck and the kiss deepens. My lips move against his while his tongue dances in my mouth. He tastes of peppermint with a touch of rosé, it's his favorite, after all. The kiss is sweet and feather touch not all what I expected, though I can't quite clearly state what it is I expected from the kiss. I pull away, “ You are the only one I like, Mark,” I whisper as I press my forehead against his. My breath comes out in short pants. I am still bewildered that Mark and I shared a kiss. I never once expected that it would happen. “ Please help me escape this place. Can you stall the men for me, please?” I beg as I look into his green eyes. He dips his hand in his pocket, and he takes his hand, he slides his car keys in my hand. The

Samantha Maximo leaves me in the gym and I release the breath I was holding. Why does the atmosphere have to change when he is around? I pack up my stuff and leave the gym, seeing Maximo was enough for me to blow some steam off my body. I head back into the house and find myself in the living room. I find Santino in his most casual look, and it shocks me that he can wear anything but suits. His attention is on the TV in front of him as he watches some local news. I frown, why does he have to be so odd yet so attractive in such a sense that he can easily draw me in? I take the couch near him, his eyes flicker at me for a minute before his focus is back on the TV like he didn't see me at all. We are both quiet as we watch the news, it’s mainly about their company and how it has skyrocketed recently and is now the main supplier of fuel in so many countries around the wild. I am impressed, the brothers however are not shown on TV, only the progress of their company.

Samantha As agreed, dinner has been set, and the only one left to arrive is Maximo. Santino and I quietly wait for him, while at the same time, I try not to stare at Santino too much. He looks so sexy today in a four-piece suit and freshly styled hair. He looks like the ultimate perfectionist I know him to be. “I miss my brother. Can I get a chance to talk to him?” Santino’s eyes rise from the phone in his hands to look at my face. Our eyes meet, and he appears to be as bored as ever. “You will be seeing him soon, actually," He responds, his eyes traveling back to the mobile device in his hand. “What do you mean I will be seeing him?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I jerk forward in my seat. I don’t know if it’s something I should be worried or happy about. This can mean two things after all, and knowing Santino, he isn’t one to elaborate much on issues; he would rather keep you guessing like it’s some big mystery to solve. For once, I want Maximo at this table.

Samantha “What?” I place my hand over the hickey, the spot feels so sensitive and soft. “None of them gave me this. You don’t have to kill any of them because they haven’t touched me in any way. What… what is on my neck…” I stall, not knowing exactly what to say. “Then why do you have that on your neck?” He points at the part I am hiding. “Uh… it’s a bug,” I utter rashly. A very big bug. He scowls, his baby blue eyes narrowing at me. “Do you think I am that little that you can just say whatever you want to and make me believe?” I can’t believe this is the first conversation we are having after a long time of not seeing each other. “No, I don’t think that... But I am telling you…”“I can’t take more of your lies. I am warning you not to do anything stupid with these men. They are dangerous killers, and I don’t want you to get involved with any of them.” He warns me sternly. “I won’t,” I say. His face finally brightens up. The creases on his forehead are no longer present. He