Heart of the Mafia King

A Man Like That

{Angelo’s POV}

I decided to go down to the bar and get myself another drink, maybe then I could talk to her. I stood up looking over to Margo. “I’m going to get another drink, do you want anything?” I asked.

“Tequila sunrise please!” She smiled, and I nodded as I turned and made my way to the bar.

Once I reached the bar, I walked up beside where she was sitting. Only, I was so focused on trying not to stare at her, that I didn’t notice her getting up. She turned, and slammed right into my abdomen, spilling her drink all over me. The look of embarrassment on her face as she turned and grabbed napkins trying to wipe me off had me blushing. “I’m so sorry!” She said, a country accent slipping through her soft, and melodic voice. “I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing, da**** I’m so clumsy!” She said, her face flushed as she wiped off my shirt with napkins.

I chuckled slightly, the sound reverberating in my chest. “It’s alright, I wasn’t paying attention either.” I said, grabbing her wrists softly, stopping her from wiping me down. “You don’t have to do that, I can go change my shirt, it’s not a big deal.”

She froze, looking up at me, I couldn’t see them when I was far away, but now that I’m closer I couldn’t stop from peering into her eyes. They were big doe eyes, a soft, pale green color, one that nearly stopped my breathing. She really was beautiful, she smiled up at me, her eyes softening. “I’m sorry, again.. I’m really clumsy, and I think I had too much to drink.. I wasn’t paying attention..” she began spouting off apologies and reasons.

I smiled down at her. “Really, it’s fine, my brother in laws both own the Club, they’ve got a room upstairs, and extra clothes. I can go change into something else, it’s really not a big deal. I’m clumsy too, so don’t worry about it.”

Her face was red, as she nodded, keeping her eyes locked with mine. She tucked her hair behind her ear on one side, and bit her lip nervously. I couldn’t help but stare at her, she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. “There you are!” Her friend ran up, grabbing her arm.

She turned to look at her friend and smiled. “Sorry, I accidentally spilled my drink on him, I was just..” she began, but her friend cut her off.

“Geez! You’re so clumsy, I can’t take you anywhere!” She chuckled. “I’m so sorry about that sir, I should probably get her something to eat.”

“It’s no problem, really.” I smiled down at the gorgeous red head again. “In fact, to show there’s no hard feelings let me pay your all’s tab, and pay for your food.”

Her eyes shot up to me again, as she shook her head. “No, really, I spilled my drink on you, and now you want to pay for our stuff! I can’t let you do that, thank you though.” She said, smiling up at me.

I couldn’t help see her determination, but made sure to ask once more. “Are you sure? I really don’t mind.”

“I’m sure!” She said. “Thank you for being so kind and understanding, and I’m sorry again.” She said, turning to her friend. “I told you that four shots was too much!”

“You’re the one who went for another drink!” Her friend laughed before pulling her away.

Da**, I didn’t get her name.. I turned to ask for it but saw them sitting at a table, a waitress taking their order. I shook it off, walking to the bar and ordering Margo’s drink, along with another glass of whiskey. I walked back up to our table and set down the drinks. “What was that all about?” Margo asked, smirking at me.

“She spilled her drink on me, and she apologized, that’s all.” I said, sitting back down.

“I meant the look you gave her when she was walking away!” She raised her eyebrows as she stared at me expectantly.

I rolled my eyes, she always was able to read me. “There was no look Margo, you’re seeing things!” I sighed, downing my whiskey.

“Sure I am Angel!” She giggled, sipping her drink.

{Maisie’s POV}

That man.. he was gorgeous.. his dark eyes swirling with golden flecks had me captivated. His hair was black, and he had it slicked back, he had a well trimmed beard, and a scar across his left eye. He was so tall, at least 6’8, and so bulky, I’d never seen a man with such big muscles. I couldn’t stop thinking about him.. his deep, gravely voice that rumbled in his chest when he spoke. His contagious laugh, and his kind demeanor. I shook the thoughts from my head before turning my attention back to Heather.

“Da** girl, you’ve got it bad!” She smirked at me, and I felt my face flush.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” I said frantically looking anywhere but at her.

“Sure you don’t, maybe you should go ask for his number, he seemed really sweet, I’m sure he’d give it to you!” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and I rolled my eyes.

“I’m sure he’s taken! A man like that, there’s no way he’d stay single for long!” I replied, lifting another nacho to my lips. I ate it, not able to stop thinking about him. I could feel his hard abdomen when I wiped him down, embarrassment flooded me. I just wiped down a gorgeous man after spilling my drink all over him, what is wrong with me?