《The mafia vs the psychopath》getting to know trouble
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Riele's POV
How dare he place those white teeth on my hands and bite it he certainly has no manners how rude. Urgh he fucking touched me now I have to go take a shower.
I went to the bathroom and took my night bath and worry this men do I look good.
I opened the door and walked out and I saw a room door wild open and it was dark. I love darkness I happily walked inside.
I layed on the bed it was way soft and squishy than mine why was it so soft and squishy than mine. I got on top the bed and started jumping on it. Eww it smells like Jace. The bathroom door opened and I quickly froze and Jace looked at me. He wasn't wearing a shirt just an Ash joggers.
"No .… No … No! This is not going to happen don't fucking start this Riele"
I ignored him and jumped on his bed.
"Don't make me come and get you"
"Your room is way comfortable than mine … why"
"Because it's my house" he stared at me from head to toe observing my clothes.
"I've seen worst I guess" he said and I angrily jumped on him but he didn't even fall just grabbed my waist as my legs were off the floor and I struggled and kicked.
"Do you know where I got this clothes if my clothes are not appreciated then I hate you"
"I love you too baby" he smirked
"Get your hands off me" I stepped on his toes and kneed him in the groin area and he groaned but grabbed my hair pulling me back and I turned around punching and kicking.
"Damnit woman" he held my hand and we both fell rolling and I got on top of him punching but he easily flipped me over holding my hands and then-. Jace's father opened the door.
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"Jace I'll be leaving now I just-" we both stared at jace's father awkwardly.
"Ahh carry on I'm going home" it would look as if we were in a you Know moment but no matter how hard and irresistible he is without a shirt it's still a no.
"Get of me" I yelled.
He grabbed my waist and threw me on his shoulder taking me back to my room. Leave me alone let go. I punched and kicked while he just ignored.
"St-stop" he threw me on the bed removing a remote from his pocket and changing my room from light to space.
"Wow I love it I'm glad you came to your final sense's" she says happily.
"Oh I hate you and I wish you come to your final sense's"
"Do you? Do you really hate me" I got up coming closer
"W-well of course I hate you your so annoying and controlling a-and" I placed my hands on his hair massaging it. "So you really hate me"
"Don't start something you can't finish miss downs" he said annoyed and I placed my hands on his hard solid abbs.
"Maybe we started off rudely" my hands went lower and he grabbed it.
"Fucking stop it right now" he grabbed my hands pulling me closer. "Don't fucking test me Riele"
"I'm just trying to be nice" I leaned closer.
"Stop it" he said pissed how cute silly boys are when you finally got them.
"Maybe your right miss downs" he carried me up and I wrapped my hands on his neck.
"What are you doing" I let out
"I taught we were going to meet now baby"
"What get off me"
"What we met once"
"I am not going to go down that road again"
"Shhhh"
"Let go right now"
"Or else" he argued
"Aaghhhh rape help his trying to rape me help"
"Shut up would you keep your mouth shut"
"Make me"
He placed me down annoyed and i hit his genital area again and I groaned.
"I'm going to get myself dinner love you"
"Bitch"
"I love you too" I smirked walking away.
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