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Chapter 2 - Chapter 1

I have never seen this woman before but she entered the restaurant and the whole room took notice. It was like she demanded the attention. She carried herself with such confidence but I could feel the underlying nervousness ooze off her in waves.

I felt the instant attraction towards her. Could it be her beauty or just the way she carries herself? My interest is piqued by her and I find it really hard to keep my eyes of of her.

The way her gorgeous dark hair falls effortlessly over her perfect full breast, or the way that dress falls open over her smooth thigh as she walks. I can only imagine where I would love to put those thighs.

I have completely shut out Marco who has been rambling on about business while I have been shutting out every word he says due to being captivated by this goddess of a woman that has just passed our table. I inhale deeply just to catch a whiff of her perfume. Opium. God everything about this woman is mesmerizing. I grab onto the table to try and stabilize my thoughts and emotions. But instead it was Marco's arm.

"Who the fuck is she?" I mumbled under my breath which I thought was soft enough to not have anyone hear me but had Marco, my right hand man following my gaze. He inhaled deeply before replying

"That.... is way out of our league"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I question, staring back at Marco.

Marco cleared his throat before speaking again.

"No disrespect, Sir" he says, thinking he should've counted his words before just speaking.

"Don't know much about her just that she is an up and comer model. Rodolpho has accumulated many miles in his spank-bank using her pictures. My face scrunching in disgust. This is something I definitely did not want to hear.

She was now just a few tables away from me. Well far enough away not to be able to hear what they are saying bit close enough to still get a good look at her. When my eyes landed on her dinner date my face scrunched in disappointment.

How the hell could I not have noticed Lance MacArthur before. My nemisis. The man I have despised since we moved our business out to Sacramento. Just the thought of him putting his hands and lips anywhere near or on her sends my blood to boiling point, and I have no idea why.

Lance has screwed me over with a few business deals so this is one of the reasons why I can't stand him.The businesses I wanted to purchase was needed to further my stand with the underworld. It has taken a bit longer but with alot of hard work and determination I finally achieved my goal as the head of the underworld in Sacramento. Nothing comes easily especially running the underworld. You must be ontop of your game at all times. There is no rest for the wicked so the saying goes.

I made sure the deals would swing in my favour but for some reason come dee day and Lance still walks away the victor. He has proven to be one slippery mother fucker, that I just cant seem to one up. I run my hand through my dark hair in frustration.

When I finally chanced a look in her direction again. I saw her throw a glass of red wine right into Lance's face. She stood up calmly and started walking away.

I chuckled deep inside at the balls of this woman. You don't treat a man like Lance, in that manner. It could lead to dire consequences. I don't know where I found the courage but as she reached my table. I jumped infront of her as she smacked into my chest. Her head downcast. She was so close to me now I could feel her breath on my hand as I pinched her chin with my fingers, lifting her head ever so slightly so that she was looking into my eyes.

She looked so sad and despondent yet her beauty hit me hard in my chest as she looked up at me with surprise etched in her descriptive eyes. Every inch of her truly takes my breath away. The need to get to know her more or even to posess this goddess overwhelming me.

"Dannatamente bella, stai bene?" I asked looking into her eyes. A smirk plastered itself on my lips. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop it. I am sure it made me look smug and confident. I felt anything but... I felt like I was withering under her intense gaze.

"Excuse me?" She said as she maneuvered her body around mine and sauntered out the restaurant as if nothing even happened. As if I never affected her in any way.

I sat back down at my table shocked and flabbergasted that she dares to walk away from me. No one walks away from me, ever. Running a hand over my exhausted features. I pulled in a frustrated breath. The sound of her voice resonated in my ears, her voice soft, sultry and angelic. She could have me on my knees in no time at all, without even trying.

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Erinna.

Throwing that glass of red wine into Lance's face was so rewarding but as I moved tobwalk away realization set in, that gathering inside information on Lance and his organization would be next to impossible, which means bringing him down would be so much harder.

With my head downcast, each step away from Lance becomes more difficult as I feel the heaviness assault my feet, I walk into what feels like a solid wall. But this wall felt strong and warm, and smelt absolutely heavenly.

When his hand squeezed my chin and lifted my head slightly to meet his gaze. I thought I'd almost died and went to heaven..... mmmm or hell. Every thought about those eyes and his God-like chiseled features was pure unadulterated sin.

And when he spoke, oh my god it was pure sex on two legs. When he called me beautiful and asked if I was okay, a shock ran through my body. His voice alone had my thighs clenching tightly closed and in the pit of my stomach something erupting like a volcano.

His strength and power was stifling and all I wanted to do was escape from his presence. This whole evening was just not what I was hoping it to be. I excused myself as I couldn't escape his space fast enough. Before I hit the door I glanced a look over my shoulder. One last look at this Italian God before I cast him from my sight and my memory.

When I broke through the glass doors I inhaled a deep breath as the cool nights air enveloped around me, cooling down my rapidly beating heart. I am seriously unnerved by Mr Tall, dark and incredibly handsome.

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