Mia’s pov
I loosed myself into the sound of the music pouring from the keys I was playing on the piano with my eyes closed and my body swaying from side to side. This particular tune was one which I learned since when I was a child, barely a teenager at that period.
As descendants of a very prestigious Mafia family, we were required to know a lot, like a lot of languages for example, which made me fluent in more than 4 languages. The reason why Maeve and I had to learn something related to music was so that when we’d get married, we’d be able to entertain our husbands’ guests by playing the piano and the violin. That had rubbed me off the wrong way when I had still been young, but I barely put a lot of things into that train of thought back then because I still used to think that I had a lot of time left before I got ripe enough for marriage. In all honesty, I was still yet to fully dwell on it, not until father sprang the news on us so unexpectedly that it had completely caught me off guard.
I had played this particular game so much that I didn’t need to see the keys to know what spots to click on. It was a song that had managed to become my comfort song and a song I can also genuinely enjoy even if I wasn’t sad.
I was still playing when I felt a slight movement beside me and my eyes flew open to lock with Lorenzo’s. My heart flewed into my chest at once, Lorenzo was sitting only a breath away from me, an unreadable expression over his face as he regarded me. I was still playing the tune on the piano, my hands moving over the right keys without any help from me.
“Beautiful.” Lorenzo whispered and my mouth parted a little, right as he inches closer.
“It’s such a beautiful song.” He continued as one of his hands moved up to tuck my hair behind my ear.
“I- I didn’t know you knew this song.” I mumbled as I finally averted my gaze while also willing my heart to stop racing, to no avail.
“There’s a lot of things about you which you don’t know of.” He responded easily and I let out a small breath that had been trapped in my throat.
“That’s cause you won’t talk about it.” I reminded him, mind souring as I remembered the last time I had tried to get him to reveal something personal to me. It had ended in an argument.
“Oh so now you’re curious about my personal life?” He asked and I scoffed. “I never said I was.”
“Hm, could have sworn your actions have always been saying the complete opposite.”
Once his answer sank into my head, I slowed to a stop before I stopped playing, and then I turned around a little till we were finally fully facing each other.
“Why did you stop? I was enjoying it.” He asked and I let out a small shrug.
“Didn’t feel like it any longer. And besides, I didn’t realize you were listening to it, I wouldn’t have played it if I knew you could hear it all the way from your office.”
He let out a little scoff. “I actually couldn’t, I wanted to go get a drink when I overheard you playing.”
“Oh.” I mumbled. I was still staring down at my fingers, even though I knew he was staring intently at me, and I was proven right when he called my name after a few moments.
“Aren’t you gonna give me a kiss?”
I found myself sputtering while my cheeks darkened, it doesn’t matter how much we’ve exchanged kisses, and done worse than that.
“What?” I found myself whispering and he let out a scoff.
“I got you a piano, didn’t I? What’s that the one thing you were supposed to do after I did that?” He asked and I found myself laughing as I responded.
“I think I was supposed to thank you, like a normal person, which I remember giving you.” I reminded him.
“I always want something else, you know that,” he stated with an eye roll.
I attempted to say something else but the words died in my throat when he suddenly jerked me forward and lifted me up to settle me over his laps, and my legs dangled on both sides of his waist. His hands settled on my waist and I felt extremely flustered as my hands settled around his large biceps. It doesn’t matter how this isn’t the first or second time I’d be in such close proximity with him, because it still manages to feel anew all over.
“Now, go ahead and give me a kiss because I know you want to.”
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I was laying in bed when gunshots echoed outside the house and that startled me into a sitting position. A quick glance at the clock indicated that it was early evening, it hadn’t been that long since Lorenzo left to go take care of something and he said he was gonna spend at least two hours before returning.
I wondered if he had returned earlier than expected and is probably teaching someone a lesson.
I peeked outside my window and got the shock of my life on realizing that cars were pouring in, and the men pouring out of it didn’t look like Lorenzo’s in any way. That made fear consume me at once, especially when the sound of the front door being destroyed echoed through the house. I locked my door as fast as I could even though I knew it wouldn’t really help, then I tried calling Lorenzo’s number, but my hands were shaking so much that I dropped the phone at the first two tries. So many thoughts were crossing through my mind at once and I could hardly breathe.
For a moment, I wondered if the person who had sent those men were my father, for them to come get me. But I ended up discarding that thought because I knew my father wasn’t that bold, forward and stupid, and he’d never ever risk these many men over a life as worthless as mine.