Dear Sadie,

I'd tell you you're the most beautiful, intelligent and soft-hearted girl I know, but the last time I lied, you tried to slap me.

So I'll just stick with the facts. You're incredibly irritating, you dress like a homeless man, act like you're Einstein's guru and don't exactly walk around with a halo on your hollow head. Let's not even talk about your talent for taking decisions that nearly killed us on more than one occasion. But I still tolerate you nonetheless.

Despite the fact that I'm a Mafia Prince and you're this walking disaster of a girl, I think we make a really good team. Maybe because at the end of the day, we're the same and we want the same things out of life. Freedom and beautiful experiences.

Let me make this clear. I was a ruthless bastard before I met you. I was a ruthless bastard even when you knew me. I have every intention of remaining a ruthless bastard in the near future. You'll still love me.

I'll never say this to your face, but I love you. If you were in danger, I'll burn the world down to find you. You're the best thing that has happened to me in eight years. My best friend. My love.

You protected me when there was nobody else around. And I'll be damned if I let anything hurt you.

-Pierce.

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A/n: Because you guys seem to love hot Mafia Bosses and resourceful (and slightly crazy) chicks..

I wonder who Pierce is, don't you?

;)