Il mio fiore

Chapter 2

𝐷𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑎́𝑛 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑧

"veloce Pedro, you're wasting my time" /quick Pedro/

I say to the disgusting looking traitor strapped to a chair before me.

Even on a vacation, I'm still working.

"I'll never tell you anything. You may scare everyone else but you don't scare me"

He spits out painfully.

"suit your self"

I simply say before picking up a wire cutter.

"now I don't want to know, now you're going to feel emence pain so feel free to yell"

I say with a devilish smirk, watching all the colour drain from his face.

Usually, I would not want to get my hands dirty but after his words I definitely will.

Adjusting my leather gloves, I begin to cut off his fingers one by one, enjoying the sound of his yells and cries for help. I take joy in the pain of others, insane or not, I feed on it.

"all done, now if you make it out alive, you don't have to pay for manicures ever again"

I say proudly, watching the tears roll down his face.

"I'll be leaving now, patiently wait, you'll be taken care of. Ciao Pedro "

I say, taking off the gloves and throwing them to the side before turning and walking away.

"no! No! NO! Per favore" /Please/

He yells as I walk away.

I take out my phone, clicking on Fabrizio's contact. He answers on the first ring.

"bring the car around. Get some men to come kill Pedro"

I say, ending the call and stuffing my phone back into my pocket.

My car pulls up in front of me and Rodolfo hops out of the passenger side, jogs around the car and opens the back seat door for me.

"are there any italian restaurants nearby?"

I ask, hopping in.

"There's a new one that just opened on 5th street sir, not too far from here"

Fabrizio says from the driver's side.

"don't tell me it's one of those low class restaurants"

I say with a sigh.

"it is sir but that's the only Italian restaurant nearby"

He says, taking a turn.

"mh, is the food good?"

I ask.

"i...i don't know sir, it just opened a few days ago"

He says, a bit nervous.

As much as I don't like low class restaurants, I'm s**t hungry so I'll just have to survive.

"let's go then"

I say, pulling out a bottle of water from the cup holder and cracking it open.

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From the moment I walked in, there's been respectable silence. Fabrizio and Rodolfo are my only escorts, as much as I like the fear oozing from each customer, I don't like attention but it's definitely what I'll get in local places like these.

I take a glance around the room, my gaze landing on the most beautiful flower I've ever seen. I can't take my eyes off her. I continue to gaze foolishly at the beauty.

A brunette. Her skin as fair as the moon light's cast on a lily. The sweet curve of her eyebrows brings out the sparkle of her emerald gaze. Her small but full pink lips drawed me with much intent.

Her hair constantly falls off her shoulder, the need to feel it, caress it, sniff it increased by the passing second. She hasn't looked at me once and I'm getting very jealous of her phone for having all her attention.

The waitress arrives with her food and she finally looks up from her phone smiling graciously at the waitress. Va a fanculo a, her smile has my d**k twitching in delight and I don't know why, something about her draws me and I have no idea what it is. All I know is, she's mine. /fuckin hell/

A waiter walks up to my table but I pay no heed to his presence even as he asks us what we'd like to have.

Rodolfo notices my lack of attention and follows my gaze. Through my peripheral vision, I see the side of his lips twitch up in a smirk as he looks at her and I immediately snap my head towards him, glaring at him. Sensing my glare, he immediately looks away.

"what would you like to have sir? "

The waiter says, momentarily grabbing my attention. I wave him off, gesturing to Fabrizio to order for me as I take my gaze back to the flower.

She takes a glance around the restaurant, her gaze finally meeting mine. Her eyes widen a little, I could kill for the look on her face. She looked star-struck, I've gotten that look from a lot of people but it means so much more from her.

She looks away almost fearfully, ripping me of her hypnotizing gaze. You're mine 𝑓𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑒, I can't wait to show you that. /flower/

Taking the last bite of her pizza which she hurriedly finished, she gets up and hastily walks towards the exit, sending a wave towards the waiteress that served her.

With a quick glance at me, her emerald orbs glisten in uncertainty sending a feeling I couldn't quite decipher down my spine before she exits the restaurant, the bell chiming at her departure.

I narrow my eyes, staring intently at the door. I'd never seen one quite like her. She had a thing to her that held my mind in a firm grip.

I can't just let her go.

I have to find out everything about her but to do that, I'd have to find her.