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At the age of sixteen, Ace Valentino was given the heir of the Valentino Cooperation and the American Mafia.
Doing his job perfectly fine since he had first gotten that position in the working field, what happens when his pas...
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"IF YOU THROW away that cigarette then maybe I'll let you." I responded, getting an upturn of his lips from him.
To my surprise he actually did throw it away, somewhere in the parking lot that we were currently standing in.
"There, happy?" He smirked, stepping down the stairs, extending his arm out. "Shouldn't the lady go first?"
I chuckled softly, walking down, brushing my shoulder against his chest, taking in his scent.
"Here." He said, taking off his blazer and putting it around his arm, taking off my now damp and ruined fluffy coat. "Take this, it's cold out." He whispered in my ear, his fingers grazing along my bare shoulder, carefully helping me put on the blazer.
"Thank you." I whispered, feeling his warm breath against my shoulder. "Where are we going?"
"Somewhere." He smirked, opening the passengers door. "For you." He bowed, getting a chuckle out of me. I got into the car, welcoming the warmth filling my body.
His car was effortlessly clean, the seats a pitch black, the controls as shiny as a mirror. His car had a specific scent, his scent. The drivers seat opened suddenly, a muscular build taking up the seat. He put on his seatbelt and began to back out of the parking lot.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked, shifting my body to face him.
"Is it rude that I want to be a gentleman?" He answered, turning the wheel with the palm of his hand and making brief eye contact with me.
"Eyes on the road Valentino." I snapped playfully, earning a manly chuckled out of him. "So why have you chose to be nice to me?" I emphasised, wanting to know the answer.
"I'm only nice to a business partner." He replied.
"Understandable." I retorted, throwing my head back on the black leather seat.
He showed a faint smirk, playing on his face, pulling into a small garden filled with an assortment of flowers and shrubs. Small garden lights twinkled from underneath the shrubs, dim street lights making a pathway to a small lake that shone in the full moon. A small bridge ran across the lake, brown cobble stones and black metal railings made the bridge. A small wooden dock ram across a small edge of the lake, small fairy lights twinkling in the night.
"We're here." He said, taking off his seatbelt and opening the car door, letting himself out.
Ace made his way around the car and opened the passengers seat for me, holding out his hand, ushering me to take it, and so I did. His touch sent the same sparks throughout my body, something no man has ever man has made me feel before.
