Amora.

We soon reach his house. And I am in awe at this beautiful mansion. The white colour goes with the greenness of the garden, and my eyes catch the attention of the small bench in the garden, it would be so nice if you could sit there with a cup of coffee and talk about our life.

No, not our life, amora. His life, and you are not a part of his life.

Get your shit together.

Just because I believe in the red-thread theory does not mean it is going to happen to me. I knew destiny existed, but I—he is not my destiny. He is not mine.

I hug myself as the cold wind blows, making me shiver in the cold. He walks beside me, and I am so grateful he is not speaking a word to me. I don't know what I will say to him, and even if I somehow manage to say something, I am sure.

I will only argue and fight with him.

And I don't want to fight with him. I don't know what I will do. Seriously, I don't know what is going to happen between me and me. Are we getting married?

Am I getting married to the capo of London? The person everyone fears. And how can I forget the person I am in love with, my crush?

This is a dream. I shake my head, rubbing my hands together at the cold weather. For how long do we have to walk, seriously, how big is his home?

"cold," he says, stopping on my track, I nod. Not having the power to speak, when his voice flutters my heart.

He removes his suit coat and lays it on my shoulders, making all his warmness surround me. His smile surrounded me, making me smile. God, he smells so good, powerful and sexy. I close my eyes as the sweet warmth surrounds me. God, he is so nice, how can anyone not fall for him?

I put my hands inside the coat and warp myself around it, hugging it tight. When am I going to get the chance to wear his coat? His coat fits me perfectly. I am a pear-shaped girl, and his coat is perfect in size, I also like an oversized hoodie.

I get to wear his coat. Ahhhhhhhhh. A dream come true.

A chuckle leaves my mouth, and I bite my lips.

"Mia Moglie", his voice brings me out of my thoughts. "y-yes," I say, looking at him. Why did I have to Stutter?

"It's cold, and you are shivering let's get inside", I nod, he is right, I am really cold. My body can take heat, but cold. Never, I can bear coldness. We both walk, and I continue rubbing my hands together.

He walks straight up to the stairs, and I follow him like a clueless puppy. His house is beautiful, but it is filled with the colour white, everything is white, even his curtains are white.

He opens a door the door for me, and I walk inside. And it's a whole different world. Everything was white, and now everything is black.

The whole room is black.

Seriously, who in this world has a room that is only in dolour black, god, even his curtains are black.

God.

"liked the room?" Mr Antoniano says, walking into the room,
"It is black", he nods. What else am I supposed to say? Like there is no amount of any colour in this room. At least white would go well with the black. 

"you should change and get comfortable" I nod, looking for a bathroom, but my clothes are not there. What would I wear, I can't wear the same clothes. 

"I will get your clothes. Take a shower," he says as if knowing what I was thinking. It's like he can read me like an open book. He moves past me and then opens the bathroom door, waiting for me to enter. 

Does he have a thing for opening doors? I don't know if it's Chivalry or something else. I shake my head and go inside the bathroom.

I remove all my clothes, my shoulder hurting as I remove my hoodie. I turn on the shower, and as soon as the water touches my body, I reach heaven. All the pain and confusion leave as the hot water relaxes my muscles.

I come out of the shower, searching for clothes, but I don't find any. I wrap myself in a towel.

Do I call him? But I am only in a towel. But I can't just stay here, waiting for him. Maybe I should look outside. I take hesitant steps and peek out the door. The room is empty. He is not here. Thanks god. But where are my clothes? 

My eyes fall on the bed, where a shirt and sweatpants are placed. A breath of relief leaves my mouth, and I run outside, taking those clothes and changing them. I come out, sitting on the bed.

Not knowing what to do.

Maybe I should try to talk to him.

I go out of the room, slowly walking. Taking in every detail of the house. "hungry", I voice call out, making me scream and jump. My hands are on my chest, as my chest goes up and down in a rapid rhythm. "sacred?"

"of course, if you sneak up. I am going to get scared," I say. And he smiles. He seemed happy that I was sacred. He is so bad.

And I had to fall for him. But what can I do?

"let's go to have dinner"

Yes, dinner, food. I am so hungry. I run out of the door but then stop in the track, as I don't know where to go, I slowly turn around to see him leaning on the door with his arms crossed, his shirt showing off his muscles. And he laughs, looking at me. Is he making fun of me? 

 I pout, looking at him, laughing at me.

"Okay, okay. Sorry," he says, putting his hands up in surrender. 

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