Griselda POV
The door opened once Arcado called out to them to come in. Skyler peeked his head out through the door and looked at the both of us with a smirk. Looking down, my interest became towards the ground and I couldn't stop the blush that came up to my cheeks. Skyler quietly walked in and plopped down on one of the chairs.
"What do you want, Hunt?", Arcado"s voice broke me out of my reverie.
"We need to discuss something about the Russians", he explained and I felt my whole body shook with fear as he said that.
No this couldn't be happening, it felt like I was living in a nightmare again, the memories I tried to forget over the past three weeks came crashing back down on me, beating, abusing, tormenting and raping. The Italians couldn't have nothing to do with the Russians because they didn't talk to each other or knew each other, but as Skyler said those words I knew that there was more to it then what meets the eye.
"We'll discuss it later", Arcado snapped.
"We have to discuss it now", Skyler"s voice sounded agitated.
"Ok fine, just come back here in thirty minutes", he left no room to argue.
Skyler sighed and I heard the chair scraping against the floor before the door opened and he walked out without saying anything.
An uncomfortable silence passed by us and I knew what was coming next, the questions I wasn't ready to answer. Maybe if I kept my mouth shut he wouldn't ask for more. I wasn't ready to talk about what happened, I already told Arcado enough as it is. I just wanted to forget everything about my past and wanted to create different good instead of bad memories. Is that so hard to ask for?
The sound of footsteps approaching broke my out of my thoughts and I tensed up knowing who was coming. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Arcado making his way over to me with a determined look on his face. My eyes subconsciously looked towards him.
"Are you okay?", He asked softly as he crouched down in front of me.
I didn"t realize I was crying, until he wiped my cheeks softly with his thumbs. Nodding, my gaze went back towards the ground and I bit my lip to stop the sob that was threatening to make its way onto my lips.
"Hey, hey shhh, it"s ok", he cradled my head to his chest.
The sob I"ve been holding in, finally broke out of my mouth and Arcado began to rock us back and forth gently. He didn"t question what was happening, instead he was holding me in his arms as if I would disappear if he ever let go for just a second. Tears continued to stream down my face, as I fisted Arcado"s shirt tightly in my hands.
The sobs soon turned into hiccups as I began to calm down, slowly lifting my face up, I looked at the man who was holding me tightly in his hands to see him already looking at me with a soft expression in his eyes. My gaze lowered to the ground ashamed that I broke down in front of him.
Putting two fingers under my chin, he lifted my head so I was staring into his eyes, he gazed at me with such intensity that made my head spin. I tried to look anywhere but him, it was impossible when his blue eyes was staring at my soul getting all the answers he wanted.
"Don"t, cry Griselda", he whispered.
Through my hazy eyes, I stared at him as he stood up, walked over to his desk and filled a cup of water. Making his way towards me, he crouched down and held the water for me. Gingerly I took the water from him and took a sip. My throat suddenly felt full and I drank all the water in one sip.
Licking my lips, I turned my attention back to him and immediately turned crimson red as blush covered my cheeks as he was watching me with that same intensity look he was giving me earlier. Dropping my eyes to the floor, I exhale and gather the courage to look into those beautiful blue eyes again.
"No one will hurt you anymore", he says with a promise edged onto his voice.
Closing my eyes, I let myself bask in his scent and it instantly calms me down. Taking a deep breath I suddenly feel exhausted from all the crying and I feel myself becoming hazy for sleep.
"You tired?", he asks softly.
Nodding my head, I subconsciously lean more into him, taking in his muscular body, he should frighten me, scare me like the devil. But instead of that I feel such a feeling I can"t even describe or name it. During my stay he showed me there was nothing to be afraid here, he showed me different kinds of good people and most of all he made me feel again.
Before the devil, I was full of life who enjoyed being free, I would walk around barefoot through the sand and imagine my life differently. I would imagine myself reaching my dreams and getting away from the mafia world. But they were just useless hopes that came crumbling down my feet and I watched it slowly slip away out of reach.
I squeak when a pair of arms lift me up into the air like I weigh nothing. Looking at Arcado wide eyed, I take in his features as he chuckles at my startled reaction. His teasing eyes settles back on mine and they flicker with amusement as I lift my arms and wound them around his neck afraid he might drop me.
"Where are we going?", I mumble tiredly.
"I am taking you to your room Mi Amore", he says gently.
Walking to the door, he balances me with one hand while opening the door with the other. The door closes with a soft click and he begins to make his way to my room which is at the end of the corner. Standing in front of my door, he hesitates and looks at it with uncertainty and I look at him questioningly. Shaking his head a little, he opens the door and walks in closing the door behind him.
"You can put me down", I whisper.
"Not a chance", he grumbles and makes his way towards my bed.
Laying me down, he tucks the hair that has fallen over my face behind my ear. My eyes starts to droop close but I force them to stay open as I look at Arcado who"s already looking at me. Sighing, he slowly stands up and starts to take several steps backwards, but before he has the chance to walk out my arm shoots out on its own accord and grips his own.
"Please, can you stay?", I ask meekly.
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Arcado
"Please, can you stay?", she asks me so softly that I barely catch her words.
My breath hitches in my throat for the first time ever. God damn it, she makes me feel like I am dying out of oxygen and I can"t get enough of her, these feelings that I am feeling, they scare me but they also make me excited as if I am flying. Call me a pussy but I would do anything for this girl, I will protect her even if it"s the last thing I do on this earth.
Gazing down at her, I take in her sleepy form sprawled out on the bed. Her scars are still visible if you look close enough and I clench my jaw in anger feeling like I want to murder whoever did this to her. No matter how much I pry, she won"t tell me for whatever reasons she has, but eventually I will pry it out of her, I just need to give her sometime.
"Sure", I whisper with hesitation.
She smiles slightly and fuck does it light up her whole face. I watch her in awe as she scoots over to make a room for me. I climb in while kicking my shoes off in the process. When I am with her, I forget I am a mafia leader, a cruel man who has no heart, she makes me feel like a teenager who just found out he had a crush on a girl.
A strange feeling settles in my stomach when I feel her scoot closer to me, without hesitation this time my hands shoot out on their own and grips her waist to pull her even more closer. Snuggling up to me, her hand land on my chest and I feel her breath even out.
For a moment, I just lay there staring up at the ceiling but when I look at her a huge smile takes over my face. She looks like an angel, when she"s sleeping with her hair sprawled out on the bed, her chest heaving up and down with her soft breathing. Fuck she"s beautiful.
Wanting to touch her, I lift my hands up and ever so softly start to stroke her cheek. She makes a sound at the back of her throat when I pull away and I grin knowing that beautiful voice was a sound of a protest.
"What are you doing to me?", I whisper into the darkness knowing she won"t hear me.
She sighs and shifts even closer to me, when I look down at her, her eyebrows are furrowed, lips turning into a pout, it looks like she"s having a bad dream. Clenching my jaws, my hands smooth down the furrows of her brows and she eventually calms down under my touch.
Once I know she won"t wake up anymore, I slowly stand up and make my way out the door. Closing the door behind me gently I sigh and look at the door of her room for a few seconds before turning away to walk towards my office. I square my shoulders and make my face stoic not showing my emotions, opening the door to my office I make my way inside and plop down on my chair.
A soft knock on the door, makes me snap out of my daze and I tell them to come in. Skyler stands at the doorway with an emotionless face, he comes in after a minute or two and plops down on one of the chairs.
"You wanted to talk about the Russians?", I question him.
He nods his head and begins to speak, "We find out that, Kulah hasn"t been himself lately, they say his gone crazy but their not revealing why he became like that, his killing everyone who gets in his way and his bidding one million dollars for the club we have our eyes on".
"Fuck", I growl but will myself to calm down.
Looking at him straight in the eyes, I began to say "Our plan was to lure the Russians in, but that won"t be happening if they get the club, so we have to place a higher bid on it and make the Russians sign the contract we have prepared for them".
"How much do we bid?", he questions.
"Three million dollars", I smirk.
"Damn", he mutters under his breath.
"Do you have anything else for me?", I ask him.
"No, that"s it for now", he nods his head to confirm it.
Standing up, he bows his head in respect and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. Even though Dexter and Skyler are like my brothers, they still have to show me respect since they took an oath and they would put their lives in danger to protect this house and it"s people.
Looking at the stack of papers, I grimace and get to work, reading and signing off the papers one by one. Once done, I put them neatly in the folder to give it to my secretary for tomorrow.
Sighing, I stand up from the chair and stretch a little. Striding out of the office, I close the door behind me, making sure it"s locked before I go. Even though all the people are trustable here, you can never know because there are some people lurking in the shadows ready to strike and destroy your plan, so before I leave the office everyday I make sure to lock it.
Walking to my room, I take my suit off, followed by my shirt, my tense muscles start to relax once I get in the shower. Closing my eyes, I lean against the wall and let my thoughts wonder off to the beautiful brunette girl that"s been invading my thoughts ever since she came here.
My cock immediately hardens at just the thought of her and I groan. Slowly stroking myself, I pump faster and my breathing becomes shallow to my own ears as I imagine her doing this to me. I still and come hard while trying to catch my breath.
Turning off the water, I wrap a towel around my hips and dry off. Putting on my boxers, I stroll out of the bathroom towards my bed. Once my head hits the pillow sleep instantly consumes me and I let it take over.