When The Gangster Falls In Love
He hated the man that drove him crazy and would stop at nothing to get him away from his sister. But yet, he found himself falling deeper under his spell, intoxicated by the forbidden affection he knew better than to covet. He had stolen the heart of the man his sister loved, and what was worse, he did not regret it
The Bastard Had Taken A Hostage
Ferrari's lips flattened in amusement, "I see no woman can forget my performance in bed." He slid his phone into his coat and tossed his gaze towards me. I swiftly pulled down on the cap and looked away.
Camille clicked her tongue at the same time the elevator made a ding, "Don't get over your head, I had an itch and you scratched it." She hissed, while stepping out of the elevator.
I tried to step out alongside her, but a strong pull on my elbow pulled me back in. And as Camille trotted towards Jasmine's hospital room, I could only helplessly watch her through the closing elevator doors, until she was out of sight.
"You bastard-" I stopped myself from speaking, realizing that I had blown my fucking cover.
Still holding my elbow he retorted, "You broke our deal."
I withdrew my hand, "I couldn't give a shit about that." Wiping my hand against my shirt, I reached for the elevator's buttons with the other.