Don

6

This s**t is getting old, Melanie thought as she caught a now familiar black head of hair.

Kelly started jumping like a demented squirrel and breathing like a retarded dragon.

"Looklooklook, Mel! They're here!"

Melanie raised and indifferent brow.

She riffled through her books before looking up regretfully.

"I'm sorry. I've left my wallet at home, so I have absolutely no f***s to give."

Kelly glared at her best friend, her eye twitching.

"What are you gonna do?" Melanie asked cautiously.

Kelly's eye twitching meant trouble.

"Nothing..."

"Then what—?" Kelly dragged Melanie to the boy's table throwing her on top of it.

Melanie looked up menacingly.

"Oh no..."

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It was raining sexy women.

Okay, not really.

Pietro and DiAngelo jumped back as a person careened onto the table. Looking around, they noticed who it was.

Pietro was in a momentary state of shock. That is until he started becoming an accessory to murder.

You can only get off murder charges but so many times until you start having to corrupt every judge, whack a few, and Pietro just didn't have that kinda time.

That's why he insourced.

He committed his own murders, thank you very much.

Melanie rose off the table like the dead, glaring daggers at Kelly.

"Oh no..." Kelly whimpered, backing away from the table.

"I. Am going. To murder you." Melanie snarled, launching herself at her friend with the intent to kill.

As entertaining as it was, Pietro could not be a party to murder. Not even for her.

After all, Al Capone went down for tax evasion.

God, what a p***y way to go down. Like, tax evasion? That's just not mob worthy...

"Whoa there," he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back into his chest.

"Let's not murder her in the library, yes?"

Kelly hid behind DiAngelo who seemed happy to be her human shield.

"No. Now, move it Italy." She struggled against him, making Kelly squeak and clutch DiAngelo's shirt. Said man had a goofy smile on his face.

"I resent that," Pietro stated matter-of-factly.

"I resent your existence," Melanie went still and looked up at him. "See where that got me?"

Pietro glared at his brother when he giggled.

"I can just let her go, y'know," He warned, making the giggling cease.

Melanie was still intent on killing her best friend, so she employed other methods of escaping Pietro's strong arm's steel hold.

She tilted her head back, pouting at him.

"Let me go."

Though it took all his might, he got the two letters out. "No."

"Please...?" She bit her lip, looking at him through her long lashes.

His hold began to loosen, as he stared into her eyes a soft haze in his. He would do anything for those eyes. Kill anyone for those eyes.

"Stay strong!" DiAngelo cried.

That effectively broke the spell, making him frown down at the woman in his arms. Melanie knew this was going to backfire as soon as his black eyes narrowed at her.

He moved his hand down to her hips, gripping them tightly, pulling her further into him.

He leaned down, whispering in her ears.

"That was a very mean trick, bella."

His breath tickled her ear making her breathless.

"I'm sorry."

"Mh..." he hummed pensively, turning her around to face him. "Va bene. You will make it up to me."

(Okay, fine.)

Placing his hands in her back pockets, her pulled her closer into his body.

Pietro glanced up, slightly nodding towards the door, telling his brother to take Kelly and leave.

DiAngelo nodded back, taking Kelly's hand and leading her out of the library.

"What do you say, bella? Shall I take you home and let you make it up to me?"

Melanie, not nearly as entranced as he thought but still more so than she'd like, nodded.

"Buono," he smirked, lifting her up.

(Good)

Her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck as he held her by her ass.

Nuzzling his nose into her neck, he kissed her collarbone.

"Non lasciarmi questa volta." He whispered quietly in Italian.

(Do not leave me this time.)

With that, he carried her to his car, to the horror of the librarian and amusement of the library.

Melanie decided one more time wouldn't be so bad.

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