DeLuca (Mafia Romance)

Mia

Gina and I were set up by the pool jamming out to one of our favorite mixes and soaking up the sun. “I’m so glad you’re here, we’re going to have so much fun,” I said without opening my eyes.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Damn girl, if that is the view you get every day I may never leave,” Gina said to me, then raised her voice, “You coming out for a swim?”

I opened my eyes and looked in the direction she was speaking. Carlo had come out of the house in nothing but swim trunks. Wow. A shirtless Carlo was a sight to be seen. He had broad shoulders, washboard abs and the V. The tattoo spanning the front of his chest from shoulder to shoulder caught my attention; one word, Omertá. He had other tattoos as well. From this distance I couldn’t really make them out, what looked like some sort of script on his left ribcage and possibly a dragon or some other animal starting on the middle of his right side and dipping below his low-slung trunks. I unconsciously licked my lips.

Carlo cleared his throat, “Yeah, I was coming out to do a few laps, if you don’t mind.”

He started walking towards the edge of the pool, still on the opposite side. I watched him from behind my sunglasses. He moved quickly, throwing his towel on a lounge chair and diving into the deep end.

“Dude,” Gina said.

“Yeah, I know.”

I am so fucked.

Carlo

She licked her fucking lips.

After an hour of laps I was still thinking about it. I tried to busy myself for the rest of the afternoon, get some work done, distract my mind, but nothing was working.

That mouth, fuck!

Yeah, I was definitely going to need to call one of my girls while we were in the city.

Mia

I was mentally thanking Elena for making me buy a couple of cocktail dresses on our shopping spree a few weeks ago as Gina and I got ready in my room. I hadn’t thought I would ever really have the need for such fancy clothes but obviously I had been wrong. Carlo was taking us to the five-star hotel he owned. Where he told me he kept an apartment in the hotel for when he was in the city and we would be staying there for the weekend.

“Holy fucking shit, this dress is bananas!” Gina squealed as she took a turn in one of the full length mirrors in my closet. Gina’s boobs were bigger than mine but other than that we were about the same size so I lent her some of my new clothes for the weekend.

“You look great, sweetie,” I said with a laugh. Gina had an incredibly interesting vocabulary. She was wearing a tight black tube dress with lace covered cut-outs on the sides, it was pretty short but she rocked it.

I had chosen a white pencil dress with a sweetheart neckline and cap sleeves, pretty modest next to Gina’s getup but still sexy as hell. I decided to go retro and paired it with blood red peep-toe pumps, lips to match and thick winged black eyeliner.

“And you, damn girl, that boy isn’t going to know what hit him.”

“Gina, stop. I am not going to try to seduce Carlo. I’m pretty sure he is like, un-seducible. He is way too old, and I’m just barely out of high school, and Jesus it’s not like I have any family or anyone to take care of me. What if he got pissed and threw me out? I would have nothing. I’d have to forgo college and get some crappy job and I still couldn’t afford an apartment by myself so I would have to get a craigslist roommate and what if they turned out to be a total creeper? And now I’m rambling, God!”

“Whoa there tiger, calm down. I was just teasing, I know you would never try anything with McHottie,” Gina said coming over to rub my back while I regulated my breathing. I was having a total freak-out moment and I had no clue why.

Get a freaking grip Mia.

“I’m good, sorry. I don’t want to talk about Carlo like that, okay?”

“No problem babe, mums the word if you’re going to go all crazy on me like that,” Gina said stepping around to face me head on she grabbed my shoulders. “Okay, so I have an extremely serious question to ask you.”

“Okay,” I said a bit worried with where she was going with this.

“Are you ready to PAR-TAY?!” she screamed right in my face. God I loved this girl.

“YES!” I screamed with just as much enthusiasm and we burst into a fit of giggles. It was good to act normal again. Even though I only acted this way when I was with Gina before, I had missed it.

“Okay,” I said, “We better get downstairs, it’s almost time to leave.”

“Hell yes! Let’s make this night our bitch!”