,,Scarlett Marchetti''

"Boss, are you feeling okay?" Santiago asked, taking another slice of pizza.
"Shut up," he growled, taking slace of pizza in his hand and biting it.
After an hour, Carlos got message,he had to do something so he took the boys with him, we stayed, we had nothing better to do, we weren't allowed to leave the house.
When it got late, I decided to go back to the room.
"Okay, time for me, I'm going to bed, good night," I said, getting up from the couch.
,,Good night, I'll stay a while longer'' she said, I left and went straight to the room, I took out my pajamas and went to the bathroom, I tied my hair up, and took a bath. Once I got out of the bathtub, I dried my body with a towel and put on black satin and lace two-piece pajamas.

Entering the room, I lay down on the bed and started reading a book. When I started to fall asleep, I put the book on the table and when I wanted to turn off the light, I heard someone breaking something, I went to the door and opened it to listen to where the noise was coming from. It was from Carlos' room, I went closer to the door and started listening, again I heard something hitting the wall. I opened the door and went inside quietly, it was dark in the room, only the bedside lamp was on and it was lying on the floor, I went to it and picked it up and put it back on the cabinet, then I saw Carlos sitting on the other side of the bed on the ground, he was breathing heavily, I slowly walked towards him and crouched down in front of him.
"Carlos," I whispered his real name quietly.
"Don't... don't come close... to me," he choked, moving away from me.
"Mafiosso... breathe slowly," I whispered, touching his hand that was lying on the floor, he looked at it, slowly moving closer to him, I grabbed his hand and placed it on my heart.
"Relax, breathe slowly with me," I said, massaging his hand.
"I don't want to... hurt you," he choked out.
"You won't," I replied, sitting very close to him and grabbing his neck, pulling him closer to me, putting my hand in his hair and starting scratching him with my claws.
After a while, he wrapped his arms around me and we sat on the floor, hugging each other, but unfortunately tiredness took over and I started to fall asleep. He took me in his arms and walked over to the bed and laid me on it, then he slid in next to me, covering us, he put his head on my breasts and, listening to my heartbeat, he overslept, and I followed right after him.


I woke up first, I tried not to move so as not to wake him up, let him sleep because he had a hard night, but my leg was numb, so I gently bent it and tried to massage the numbness,
"Your leg is numb because of my weight," he muttered in his sexy sleepy voice, grabbed it, put it on top of him and started massaging it, we lay in silence until we were interrupted by his phone call, he turned us around so that I landed on him, he reached for the phone, looked on the screen and then put it on the table.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, looking into his eyes.
"Yes, you're crazy," he sighed, placing his hands on my lap, I looked at his big hands, they were covered with tattoos, I started to run my finger over each tattoo, where I moved my finger, he got goosebumps.
"Be careful, you'll become addicted to my touch," I said with a smirk on my face.
"And will this be something bad?, addiction can be something good as long as you can control it... I don't know why, because until now no one could touch me, I immediately feel disgusted and become aggressive," he replied, looking at me in eyes.
"But you... you are very... addictive," he added.
My stomach growled, he smiled, and I probably blushed like a beetroot.
"Let's go eat something," he said as he heard my stomach growl again.
"Although, I would love to eat something else," he said, grabbing my neck and pulling me closer to him to kiss me on the lips.
"Carlos, be good," I mutter, embarrassed, I must be beet red because I felt heat on my cheeks.
"I don't like that name," he said as I got out of bed.
"I don't give a damn, I like it very much, it sounds powerful and dominant, it suits you perfectly," I replied, walking towards the door, and he followed me.
"First, get changed," he said, stopping in front of my room.
"I don't want anyone to see you in this outfit," he said, opening the door for me.
"Okay, but breakfast is waiting for me in the kitchen," I said, wagging my finger at him and entered the room. I took the clothes from the bag, stripped naked, and then put on black lace thongs, black latex leggings and a black top.

I curled my hair in the bathroom, then put on some light makeup and went to the kitchen. There, Carlos was standing with his back to me and preparing something, I walked up to him and wanted to take a look at what he was doing, but he was so tall and big that I couldn't handle it.
"God, how tall are you? You're so tall, even in high heels I'm shorter than you,' I said, standing next to him, and he started laughing.
"Over two meters" he replies, putting scrambled eggs on plates and taking them, he moves to the table, with me following him, he straightens his long hair, and as I sit down next to him, I notice tattoo on his head.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks without stopping eating.
"Do you have a tattoo here above your ear?" I asked, pointing at his head.
"Yes, I have it," he replies, taking another bite.
"Let me cut your hair," I say in a sweet voice and smile nicely at him, it always works.
"You have tattoos on your head, we could trim the sides, it would look sexy," I added, resting my head in my hands.
"What don't I look like now?" The asshole starts to catch my words.
"Mafiosso, don't make me beg, as the leader of the mafia, you should look good." I start to grumble, eventually I will be convinced one day.
"Will you leave me alone later?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"Yes," I replied, taking the fork in my hand and starting to eat.
"Then go ahead and let's go," he said, getting up from the chair, taking his plate and going to the dishwasher.
"But now?" I asked, surprised.
"Yes, after you eat, come to my room, because I have a meeting in two hours," he said, looking at his watch.
"Okay, give me 5 minutes, I'll go to the car to get my tools and I'll be at your room" I said, finishing eating, and then I quickly went to the car, very happy.
I took my suitcases where I keep the cutting tools and went to his room, I'm terribly excited and curious if he will like the vision I have in my head.
"I'm here, let's go," I said, entering his room without knocking, he was sitting on the bed and clicking something on his phone, as soon as he heard me, he got up from the bed and went to the bathroom, and I followed him.
I set up my tools, secured his neck, put on his cape, and grabbed the razor.
"You won't ask..." he started, but I interrupted him.
"No, you agreed to be cut, that's enough for me," I replied, turning on the razor.
Twenty minutes later I finished it, I can't stop admiring it, it looks so fucking sexy, it made me wet between my legs, oh my god what was I thinking, I've never had such thoughts.

"I'm done," I said, taking off cape.
He put the phone in his pocket and glanced at the mirror.
"Good" he say, looking at his hairstyle.
,,Good? Seriously? Is that all you'll tell me?'' I get outraged, I was hoping he would say something more, but oh well, an asshole will always be an asshole.
"You know what, kiss my ass" I said, pissed off, I went to my suitcase and started packing my things, what a fucker.
"Scarlett, I'm joking," he says, getting up from his chair.
"Fuck off, Mafiosso," I close my suitcase and go towards the door, but the asshole doesn't let me, he grabs my hips and puts his head between my shoulder and neck.
"I really like what you did to my hair, I really do, it looks so fucking sexy," he muttered in my ear, I rolled my eyes.
"When can I go home?... I have a session, I have to prepare for it soon," I asked, turning to him.
"What session?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"I'm a photo model," I answer.
"I'm not surprised, you have an amazing body," I smiled at his comment.
Suddenly, without a word, he turns around and walks into the shower, grabbing his shorts and pulling them off.
"What are you doing?" I asked surprised, admiring his sexy, naked tattoed ass.
"What you can see, I'm going to take a shower," he replied, entering the cabin.
I quickly turned around and grabbed my suitcase and ran away, carried it to the car and went to my room, laying on the bed, took a book and started reading.
It's almost noon and I'm bored as hell, I read the book to the end out of boredom, I was looking for Carlos, but I couldn't find him, he's probably dealing with his mafia problems, I hope I'll be table to go back to my house today.
My phone started ringing, I reached for it and looked at the screen, its Santiago answered it immediately.

,,Yes?''

                                ,,Where are you?''

,,In a room''

                                 "I'll be there soon, I have good news"

"Oki doki"

I put the phone on the table and waited patiently for him to come.
"Come in!" I shouted when I heard a knock on the door.
"Hi Letti, I have good news, we have the entire gang," he said as he entered the room.
,,Hello, it's good, so can I go back to my place?'' I asked, getting out of bed.
"Yes, I just talked to Adriano on the phone and he informed me that you can go back to your place," he said, sitting on the bed.
"He couldn't have bothered to inform me himself?" I asked, looking at him.
"Adriano can't..." I interrupt him.
"Santi, don't explain it him, if he wanted to, he would have come to tell me in person," I said, getting out of bed and starting to collect my things and put them in my bag.
"Did something happen between you two?" he asked, walking up to me.
"No, will you help me with my bag?" I asked him, zipping up my bag.
"Sure," he said, taking my bag and leaving the room, and I went into the bathroom to gather the rest of my things. When I was ready, I headed to the car, stopping by Kassandra's room to say goodbye.

"Thank you for everything and call me when you have a free evening," I said, smiling at him.
"Yes of course" he assured, hugging me.
"Bye" I said as I got into the car, looked at his house one last time and started the car and drove to my house.
I thought something was happening between us, but apparently I was wrong, stupid me.
As soon as I got home, I had to do something with myself to not think about him, so I started cleaning, did the laundry, then put my clothes in the closet, and finally vacuumed the whole house. Once I had everything done, I called my parents and we talked until late until I overslept. My parents always give me good advice, I love calling my dad and talking to him about everything, he is my best friend, he always tells me not to force myself to look for love, because it will come to me when I least expect it, just like him found his.

As soon as I woke up, I went into the dressing room to look for something nice to wear and eventually I put on black lace underwear, denim shorts and a green jacket, with yellow high heels, in the bathroom I put my hair in a high ponytail and did some light make-up.

I quickly ate some strawberry yogurt and got ready to leave, I packed my phone, keys and wallet into my purse, closed the door and headed to the car.
I jumped behind the wheel, turned on the music and went to my salon, I opened it before I moved to Italy, I have great staff, the girls are obviously older than me, but somehow they have no problem with the fact that their boss is an inexperienced 19-year-old. My salon offers a wide range of services from haircuts to massages. Sarah is in charge of the reception desk, she's a talker and she can talk to a client so that when she comes for a haircut, she leaves not only with a new hairstyle but also with makeup, I have 3 great hairdressers, Zuza has a knack for cutting hair, Mabel loves coloring, and Alex she can do jaw-dropping work on her head, she often takes part in competitions in which she is always in the top 3. Carmen, Ewa and Janette work as beauticians, and Kate is a woman with golden hands, her massages are out of the ordinary earth. I met all the girls at school, at shows or fairs I go to. All the girls are great in their profession, I try to make sure they have the best possible working conditions.

As soon as I arrived, I parked at the entrance to the salon in my parking space and went inside, said hello to the girls and headed to my room. As soon as I put on my apron, I prepared my station. The first client was about to arrive, and I like to be prepared.




                                                "Carlos Della Morte"

And she just left, got into her car and drove away, she didn't want to come to me and say goodbye, or maybe she wanted me to come to her, I don't know, but it will be better as it is, she will be safe away from me.
"Fuck!" I shout, pounding my fist against the wall.
I could have gone to her and told her that she could come back, because we had already taken care of this gang, but I didn't send Santiago, she probably hate me and thinks I don't give a damn about her.
"Fuck!!" I hit the wall again with anger, I don't want her to leave me and leave me alone with my demons, but she will be better off without me.
"Come in," I hissed loudly when I heard a knock on the door and sat down on the couch.
"She's already gone," Santiago said as he entered.
"I saw it," I reply, pissed off, because it was because of me, I could have gone to her and stopped her, but no, I hid like a twat in the office and sent him to tell her that she could leave.
"Did something happen between you two apart from shaking hands?" he asked, sitting down next to me.
"She cut my hair, as you can see," I reply, getting up and going to the bar to pour myself some whiskey.
"Well, it's impossible not to notice, you look much better. Are you sure nothing else happened? I thought she was sad and disappointed that you didn't come instead of me,' he said as he got up from the couch and walked over to me to pour himself one too, his phone started ringing, he looked at the screen and then answered.
"Boss, this is Armando Furro," he said, holding the phone to his ear.
"Let them let him in," I said, walking back to sit at the desk.
"Bring him and stay," I ordered, opening the laptop.
"Come in," I said when I heard a knock.
"Don Adriano, hello, how are ..." I interrupted this idiot.
''I don't have time, how much ?'' I asked, because I know he came to borrow money, that's why such bastards come to me.
"2 million" replied the bastard.
"Tomorrow my man will bring you the money, you have a month to pay it back, now get the fuck out," I growled loudly, he got up and left, followed by Santiago to take him out. I don't let any stranger walk alone around my house.
I got up and went to the bar, I need more alcohol, my thoughts keep coming back to her, she took over my thoughts too quickly.
"You start so early?" Santiago said as he entered the office.
"I kissed her" I said quietly but I knew he heard me, taking another sip I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him.
"Just yesterday, I had another panic attack, she came to my room and helped me calm down, she wasn't afraid that I would do something to her, she just stayed with me, she managed to calm me down very quickly," I said, taking another sip of whiskey.
"Yeah, Scarlett is special in her own crazy way," he laughed.
"She's like my little sister and I wouldn't let her hurt you, even you, so go to her and talk to her, explain to her," he adds.
"No, it'll be better this way, she'll be in danger with me," I say, getting up from the couch and going to pour myself more whiskey.
"She's strong, she can handle it," he says, getting up from the couch and walking towards me.
"I said no, she's too young to handle this hell," I growled irritably, taking a long swig of whiskey.
"Let her decide that," he said, taking the glass from my hand and putting it aside.
"I'm reminding you that I'm your boss, don't forget yourself," I warn him, taking the glass back into my hand and drinking it.
"Scarlett is a beautiful woman, she has a fucking sexy body and I'm sure she has a lot of lovers waiting for her to go out with them..." He pissed me off with what he said, but it's definitely true.

"Shut the fuck up!" I shout, pissed off.
Our conversation is interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Come in," I say loudly, the door opens and Brothel walks in with 4 girls. He take care of our brothel, he watches over the girls and takes care of them, he comes by once a week to report and brings the girls for me so that I can de-stress.
"Don Adriano, Santiago, I came with a report like every week and I brought Daisy and Lola for you," he said as he went inside and sat down on the couch.
''Scarlett would kick your ass if she found out about it'' as soon as I heard him whining about her, a smile appeared on my face, oh yes she would unleash hell, she loves to raise my blood pressure.
"And she would probably find someone better than you," he added maliciously and that pissed me off, I took the last sip of whiskey and threw the glass against the wall.
"Fuck off!" I shouted in anger and went to my desk to sit down.
"Don Adriano..." Brothel started, but I interrupted him.
"I said get the fuck out!" I shouted, hitting my fist on the desk.
Everyone left in a hurry, they know don't mess with me when I'm pissed off, I took my phone out of my pocket and texted GummyBear, my computer genius, to come to my office.
5 minutes later I heard a knock, it was GummyBear he always knocks in a specific way so I know it's him.
"Come in," I said, lighting a cigarette.
"Don Adriano, did you call me?" he asked as he entered.
"Yes, Scarlett Marchetti, I want to know where her photo sessions are this month," I said, blowing cigarette smoke from my mouth.
"Don Adriano new hairstyle? Can you give me the name of this hairdresser? I have to use it too, it's hard to find a good hairdresser now,' he said.
"Fuck off, you have an hour," I hissed, putting out my cigarette and getting up from the chair and leaving the office.
I think he's crazy, even if I had it, I wouldn't give him my Scarlett's number, I have to see her, but I don't know if she'll be happy when she see me. Because of Santiago, I will always have in the back of my mind that she might find someone and, I don't want anyone other than me touching her, I'm a selfish bastard.
I'm going to change and then to my gym, I need to relax, and torturing the boys. As soon as I entered, I noticed Sebastiano.
"Sebastiano!" I called him to me.
"Don Adriano" he said, bowing his head as soon as he approached me.
"Get the fuck over to the ring, I'll personally take care of your training today," I growled as I walked towards the ring.
He couldn't last 20 minutes and after that, who the fuck am I working with, I'll have to defend him.
"Don Adriano!" GummyBear shouted as he entered the room.
"Do you have anything for me?" I asked, approaching him.
"Of course, I emailed you all her meetings until the end of this month," he replied, smiling from ear to ear.
"What the fuck are you so happy about?" I asked curiously.
"I knew boss wouldn't just let her go, she's perfect for the boss, she will by perfect future queen?" he say.
"Don't worry about it and go back to work," I said as I walked to the door, I know she's perfect. I go to my room, to the bathroom, to take a quick shower, and then to the dressing room, I put on my shorts and, taking the phone, I lay down on the bed, I'll see where her sessions are.
"Well, tomorrow it's time to get my Queen back," I say to myself, putting the phone on the nightstand and getting comfortable to sleep, fuck, my bed still smells of her.
I didn't sleep for a long time, my demons, like every night, came back to me and started tormenting me until I woke up. I reached for the phone at 4 o'clock, started replying to messages, and then I wrote to everyone what they were supposed to do while I was gone and I also wrote to Santiago that he was to take over my duties while I was gone.
Putting the phone on the table, I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, then the dressing room and, taking two people with me, we went to the car, straight to the session with my queen, I hope she will forgive me for the way I treated her.

When I got there, her session was already in progress, it took us a while to find the exact place where she had her session, we parked as close as I could, sitting in the car like some pervert, I admired her as she posed, you can see that she was made for this, she's a natural and very beautiful, she doesn't even mind those losers standing and staring at her. I took out my phone and took a photo of her posing with a horse, she looks beautiful in that red dress, literally like a goddess.

She has a good attitude towards animals because the horse listens to her and interacts with her. I sent my men to chased away these fuckers, I don't want them staring at her.
As soon as I got out of the car, her eyes landed on me and she tells me that she's pissed at me and I know it won't be easy.
"What are you doing here?" Scarlett asked, walking up to me.
"I wanted to see you," I answered honestly, it's stuck in my head and I can't forget about it even for a moment.
"You look beautiful," I added.
,,Why did you come?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her, my eyes immediately went to her exposed cleavage, what can I say, she's a beautiful goddess,
"Anyway, it doesn't matter, I don't give a damn," she hissed as soon as she saw that my eyes were on her cleavage, she started walking towards the car.
"Scarlett" I called, I want to apologize to her for my behavior.
"Fuck off," she hissed as she got into the car, fuck, she is very mad at me, but I wants to fix it, fuck I have to fix it.
"Go to the hotel," I ordered, getting back into the car.
I need to talk to her, I really regret that I treated her this way, I won't leave until she forgives me.
When I entered the hotel, I went straight to the reception.
"Which room is Scarlett Marchetti in?" I asked, she can't escape me in the room, she will have no choice, she will have to listen to me.
"Don Adriano... we can't..." said the receptionist in a trembling voice.
"Have you forgotten who I am? give me the fuckin room number,' I demanded, pissed off, I'm her fucking boss, what is this idiot thinking.
"You don't want to piss me off, do you?" I asked, taking off my sunglasses.
"No... sorry, Don Adriano... room 122... take this elevator to the third floor," she said in a trembling voice. What a fucking idiot, this is my hotel, I know where room 122 is, god who am I hirin.
I quickly made my way to the elevator, as soon as it reached her floor, I went straight to her door and knocked.
"Yes?" asked some loser, opening the door to her room.
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked, surprised.
"And you?" the son of a bitch replies with a question, "Really? Either the stupid dick doesn't know me or he's pretending to be stupid.
"Who is it, honey? Go back to bed'' I heard her angelic voice, she said to him, I will kill the motherfucker.
"I'll kill you, loser!" I growled loudly, grabbing him by the neck and pressing him hard against the wall.
"What did I do to you?" he asks with a trembling voice, loser is afraid of me, very good, I like it when people are afraid of me.
"What are you doing here?" he asks, standing behind me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch, what is he doing in your room?" I ask, taking out my gun and putting it to his head.
"You don't care, a few days ago, you didn't want to talk to me, why did you come here now?" she hisses at me, pissed off.

"Who is he?" I ask, cocking my gun, I'm going to shoot him now.
"Please... Scarlett... help me," he mumbles tearfully, peeing in fear.
,,Really, Massimo?'' she laughs at him seeing this.
"I'm her friend, I swear... please don't kill me," the loser beg.
"Carlos leave him, he's my friend," she said, coming closer to me.
"Since when do you call your friend honey?" I asked, looking at her.
"I wanted to piss you off, I was joking, I didn't think you'd get mad and pull out a gun," she explained, grabbing my arm, I secured the gun back and, letting go, put it back in the place.
"God, go to the bathroom and change your clothes," she said, wagging her nose in disgust.
"Well, he was pointing a gun at me " he gasped, horrified.
"Can I leave?" he asked, looking at me.
"Mafiosso!" she shouted, I love it when she talks to me like that.
"Fuck off," I hissed, turning to her.
"Can we talk?" I asked, moving closer to her.
"No, get out of here," she said, walking away from me, I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to me.
"I'm sorry," I said, looking into her eyes.
,,For what?'' she asked, crossing her arms in front of her, a smile immediately appeared on my lips.
"Because every time you cross your arms in front of you, I look at your amazing cleavage," I said, looking at her cleavage.
"Mafiosso" she hisses, annoyed by my actions.
"For my behavior, I sent Santiago because I didn't want to tell you that you could leave, because I didn't want you leave, you don't know how much I wanted to stop you, you don't know how much I regretted not stopping you before getting into the car." I say boldly.
"Scarlett I don't want anyone to hurt you, being next to me you are exposed to constant danger and I don't want that, in these two days you have taken over my mind so much that I can't forget about you, I've become addicted to you." I finally had the courage to say it out loud.
"Oh, you're so sweet," she said, hugging me.
"Never, and I mean never, say that I'm sweet... sexy, divine, but not fucking sweet," I growled loudly, grabbing her by the face and pulling her closer to me so that I could finally kiss her. As soon as my lips touched her swollen and fluffy lips, I felt relieved to have her in my arms again, I know I don't deserve her, but I will try for her, for my queen.
,,Pss...pss... Scarlett'' whispered her friend quietly.
"Come on, Mass," she said, breaking our kiss.
"Is he gone?" he asked quietly through the door.
"Come on, Massimo, don't be afraid," she said, walking to the door and grabbing his hand, pulling him into the room.
"Carlos, this is my friend Massimo, our mothers have been friends since childhood and so have we," she said, walking up to me.
"He is also my manager, he makes sure that the sessions go smoothly and I advise you to get used to him because I spend a lot of time with him," she said, hugging me.
His phone started ringing and he immediately jumped up to it.
"Letti, I have to take care of the session for tomorow I'll see you at the session," he said, looking at the phone.
"Okay, I'll be ready," she replied, walking him to the door and closing it behind him.
"When do you have to come back?" she asked, walking up to me.

,,Why do you ask? Should I go away and leave you alone?'' I asked, disappointed.
"No, I'm starving since the morning, I haven't eaten anything yet, maybe we should order something?" she asked, wrapping her arms around my waist and hugging me, I finally have her in my arms, I won't let her go that easily.
"I have a better idea, let's go eat something at the hotel restaurant, it's at the very top, you can eat on the observation deck," I suggested, taking out my phone and started texting Raffael, he manages my hotel, he'll take care of a table for us.
,,Okay, give me a moment, I'll change,'' she said, removing her hands from me and went to the suitcase, took out the clothes to change and went to the bathroom.

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