Chapter One
Mia
He presses me into the wall.
“Are you okay? Let me check you.”
I chuckle at his tone.
“I’m fine, Lo.” I grab his face while he’s searching my body and pull it up to mine. “Look at me. I’m fine. I didn’t get hurt at all.”
He sighs. “Thank God. I was so worried about you. I wanted to come back and find you myself, but Isabella… her injuries….” He trails off.
My heart warms. He saved my best friend. My sister.
“I was fine.”
One of his hand comes up to cup my face. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been.” He leans forward, pressing his lips to mine, eliciting a gasp from me. He takes the opportunity to slide his tongue against mine. The explosion of feelings catches me by surprise.
Breathless, I pull away, and he rests his head on mine.
“Mia.”
Yes
“Mia.”
Yes
“Mia! Wake up. Your alarm has been going off for twenty minutes. Get your ass up!”
I groan as Izzy shakes me.
“Go away, Iz.”
She laughs then mimics my same sleepy, annoyed tone. “Turn off your alarm, Mia.”
“Fine.” I roll over and shut it off. “Happy now?”
“Yep.” She turns, leaving me in bed.
I flip onto my back, gazing at the ceiling as I process the leftover feelings from my dream. I’m happy Izzy woke me up. This dream only ends one of two ways. It ends with reality—Lo pulling back and telling me he shouldn’t have kissed me. One single moment ruining the friendship we had built. Or it ends with the fantasy of him doing way more than kissing me.
Both dreams leave me feeling emotionally drained when I wake. One with sadness while the other a tinge of happiness mixed in with disappointment.
I groan as I rub my hands down my face. I wish I could forget him. Unfortunately, I have to lay eyes on him pretty much every day.
That’s what happens when your best friend shacks up with a mafia king. Your life gets turned upside down. Sofia and Bash are now happily in love, but it came after us three getting kidnapped and Izzy almost dying.
I am not exaggerating. She almost died after Fillipo, a capo in the mafia, attempted to use us to lure Bash into a trap. It is still unclear if he was trying to kill him or get him arrested, but thankfully neither happened.
Hence the nightly dream. Lorenzo and I became close when he took over the protection detail on me prior to said kidnapping. We started spending a lot of time together, which led to us sharing secrets and dreams.
Then the kidnapping and kiss happened.
Now he keeps playing this push and pull game with me. One minute he is always around; then the next he is telling me we can’t go there. The mental whiplash is enough to cause a concussion.
I let out a deep sigh as I roll out of bed and head to the shower. I stand under the hot water until it runs cold. Getting out, I dry off and clear a spot in the mirror. I stare at my reflection.
