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Hazel Eyes
Chapter 2: The Meeting

Sore. That's all Maria de Mozzi felt right now. What the hell just happened? Oh right, yes. She was walking down the streets delivering a crate of fresh buns (which she spent all morning baking thank you!) when out of nowhere some grassone bastardo fell on her. Yes that's what happened. Speaking of which, here was the idiota crouched over her.
Garbed in white, eyes wide like a frightened animal's. His eyes. Brilliant hazel, almost dusty amber. What an odd colour! It was when her hand touched something soft did she pull herself from those beautiful eyes. Her buns!
Maria knew her parents wouldn't condone her acting like some uncivilized peasant but she could care less. To say she was angry would be an understatement. She was seething. Shoving the man off, she stood and started yelling at him. He looked around nervously.
" Please signorina, calm down."
" Calm down? After you have destroyed my hard work you want me to calm down?"
He looked even more frantic and panicky the louder she shouted. She must be causing quite the scene because there were guards heading this direction.
" Please signorina, I'll repay you!"
"Repay me? How? I had to make that deliver..." her sentence was cut short by a gloved hand clamped over her mouth.
" I WILL repay you just please, go along with this so that I may live long enough to do so!" he whispered harshly.
Maria's eyes widened. It was only then did she realize that the man before her was armed teeth. Was he the infamous Assassino of Florence that all the other girls were swooning over? Why was he bleeding?
Swiftly, the man walked over to a stone bench and sat down, trying to look unsuspicious.
Yeah right. As if the guards won't notice him with the way he sat as stiff as a stick. It's a wonder how he managed to survive and evade capture for so long!
With a sigh, Maria made her way over to the hooded figure.
"You know, perhaps you should try talking to people around you when you are trying to hide. It does make one seem less suspicious."
She watched with amusement as his hazel hues widened in shock. He then offered a dashing smile to which she looked away blushing.
Why was she blushing? She was supposed to be angry with this man for making her late for her delivery!
As if sensing her change in mood, he asked "So, is it ok I make another set of buns for you by tomorrow? Will that be acceptable?"
Maria took a while to register. The man knew how to bake?
"Va bene. Address them to the Maria de Mozzi. My bakery is at the villa."
With that, he smiled again. An absolutely charming one now. It was rather hard to believe that one who liked to smile as much as he could possibly be a trained killer.
They talked a bit more until the guards had given up searching for him and left. He introduced himself as just plain Giovanni. Without the surname, which was fine since she had a feeling he had reason for not telling her.
Pulling his hood further forward till they covered his eyes, (which was a shame since they were so beautiful) the man stood to leave. She stood up as well, dusting herself off. Time to say goodbye. Why did it feel so hard to leave him? A man whom she was fuming at moments ago. She really had to get a lover. She was overreacting about a man she just met. An assassin at that! Although he WAS quite the looker and all… Wait, what the hell was she thinking! She sounded like some love sick teenager!
"Maria de Mozzi, the Mozzi Villa. I'll remember." was that sadness in his voice?
She could only nod since a weird lump had formed in her throat.

"Grazie, signorina. Adios."
With that, the hazel-eyed man turned and flew down the street.