Kelsey POV
Once we are done, father walks through the front door Kassie and I walk up to him. “Hello father!” We both day in unison, “well hello my beautiful daughters,” he says as he kisses our foreheads. He leaves his dress jacket and portfolio in the brown shelf located in the wall in front of the door. We walk back to the kitchen were we have a round table set for dinner as we take our sits and mother serves our food. “Hello my beautiful wife,” father says as he kisses mother’s cheek. “Hello my handsome husband,” she also kisses his cheek, it’s a sweet gesture but that is all I have ever seen from them. I have never seen them kiss each other’s lips, or hear them say they love each other, they don’t even have pet names for each other. I am already used to this but sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have parents express their love to each other all the time. I once ask mother why they didn’t do that or if they did in close doors. Her answer was that I read too much fantasy book that love is not how I read it. So I left it at that and never asked again, we start eating while my mind keeps thinking of the Italian mafia guy in my book.
Alberto POV
We had everything ready, Michael ask me to call my parents to let them know what was going on but I didn’t do it. I want to be able and do things without having to consult them it is my job after all they put me in charge. It’s now seven at night we decided to leave in twenty minutes, since we mostly will be walking we won’t take too many weapons two guns each is enough. “It’s time let’s go!” We head outside and get in the car, Jonas is going to take Michael and I to the other side of the city. Once there Janas will head back, while Michael and I will walk our way to the bar.
An hour fifteen minutes……
“Ok Michael I will go this way and you go the other way just remember to meet me in two hours back where Jonas left us.” I said to him, he nods then we head our own way, let’s just hope everything goes well tonight.
Kelsey POV
I was reading a new book, same genre romance, about hot Italian guy that falls in love at first sight. He is involve in the mafia but wants her more than himself to the point were it seems he will leave everything for her. In my opinion I wouldn’t care much, I mean he is hot, romantic and sweet why would I care if he is in a gang or mafia. As long as he treats me right I wouldn’t care about anything else, I sight once more as I picture myself with the character of the book. I seriously have to stop dreaming with things like this is not like a hot italian will just appear out of nowhere and fall for me. Me, out of all the beautiful girls in the whole world I would be the last he would go after.
Third person POV
It is a cold night, it’s now nine, the public library has just close. A girl who had stayed late reading a book walks out the library heading home. She stops as she hears shouting, as she turns she seen a guy. He is running in her direction while being pursued by three guys. As the guy gets near her he yields at her, “run just run!!” But she is frozen in place, not knowing what else to do as he gets to her he grabs her hand. He keeps running, he needs to get to a save place, not letting go of her hand she has no other choice than to run too. Both of them running as the other three guys run after them ‘what have I got myself into’ is her first thought. You see she is a simple girl who is in love with books, she loves the hot Italian guys in her books. She has always fantasize with a hot dangerous guy lifting her of her feet making her his everything. But now seeing as she has now being involve in something that could be dangerous she questions herself. Once they lost the guys they stop running panting for air, the pain in their lungs due to the cold night is warming to him while it’s uncomfortable for her. He is just glad he made it out alive now it’s time to call his parents to let them know he has the information they seek. But before he can dial he takes a good look at the red head in front of him, she has light brown eyes, eye glasses and freckles. “Sorry for making you run with me but I didn’t know what else to do, they could of push you out of the way of kill you.” He says truly sorry for his actions he was always a sweet boy when growing up and now at his eighteen years of age he hasn’t change much. “It’s fine thanks, your accent, where are you from?” She couldn’t stop her question she thought he sounds hot, he smirk thinking the same of her English accent. “I am Italian that’s why the accent.” He responds being nice to her, while her in her head she can’t believe she is talking to an Italian who by the way is hot. But before her thought keep running crazy she speaks “oh ok, well nice to meet you I am Kelsey Jones.” Her voice sounding almost a whisper as her cheeks turn pink she was meeting an Italian after all. He couldn’t stop the chuckle, “nice to meet you Kelsey Jones, I am Adriano Rossi.” Both of them shake hands meeting each other. ‘Am I really meeting a guy that looks like the books I read?’ She questions herself while Adriano can’t stop staring at her eyes it bring warmth to him. Something he is not used to, he has never dated but he has had intercourse with many girls. Still none of them captivated his attention like Kelsey here was doing.