Tangled Obsession

Chapter 7: 7) Devils always feed on pure soul!

Authors pov

'Oh my god what the hell was I doing...'

Florina was trying to calm her breathing and patted her chest to relax herself.

She closed her eyes and their faces flashed in front of her eyes. Their cold eyes and smirking lips, she could still feel their touches on her body. She touched her neck and recollected how Sebestian's lips felt on her body and vincenzo's soft lips on her cheeks still had it's effect on her face, making her cheeks turn red.

She took deep breaths to calm her erotic breathing.

The driver noticed the shivering girl in the back seat.

"Do you need some water dear?..."

The old man asked politely.

"Yes please..."

She quickly said. He handed her a bottle of water and she desperately gulped it down.

"Thank you so much sir..."

She thanked him with a small smile.

"No problem child... Are you okay now ?..."

He smiled back.

"Better..."

She answered.

"If you don't mind then can I give you some advice?..."

He asked reluctantly.

Florina furrowed her eyebrows, his words were making her anxious.

"Umm... Ofcourse, what is it?..."

many mafias comes here

didn't knew, I am new

She said shocked.

are just like her that's why

said but regretted quickly when he saw fear on

didn't mean to...

her hair.

out of trouble dear... That's all I want to

front

"Thank you..."

and made her

seemed suspicious only a few cars were parked and some

sigh and entered

will see me soon and what did Vincenzo Romano said... Oh my god,

elevator chimed and

Why do you have to be so stupid. What if they are friends with Russian mafia and if

door and got

went into her room plopping on the

now... Why does this situation

in frustration.

feet on the floor she walked towards the bathroom and stripped herself. She was now no longer in daze. The alcohol effect drained from her body the

did, was it worth it. Even if she would manage to telecast the news then

I am probably loosing

thought but again the screams and pleadings of the girl's

Russian mafia

She encouraged herself.

kill me anyways...

the bathroom mirror and the scene flashed in front of her eyes when sebestian checked her mobile, specially her

must he have thought about me... I am sure he has seen girls more beautiful

her own head she

mafia damn it,

on her palm and washed her face. Her fingers ones again stroked her cheeks and she was thrown back at the moment when Vincenzo graced her cheeks with

'What does piccolo means?...'

She thought.

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