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SONNY POV
An empty bed. A bed with no Chad. The tears watered in my eyes. I'm so stupid. I knew it was too good to be true. I sat up, running my fingers through my hair and shaking my head. I was a hit it and quit it… but I could've sworn he liked me more than that. Well, that's what I thought until the smell of bacon hit my nose. Huh, is here. Making breakfast- silly me. I got out of the bed and went into the hallway, turning into the bathroom so I can pee, brush my teeth and look somewhat presentable. After finishing my morning duties, I padded down the hallway silently walking into the kitchen. Wow, I overreacted.
"Good Morning." He was drying his hands with a paper towel.
"Morning." I said meekly. There was a little soreness between my legs but I knew that would be normal.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine." I fiddled with my thumbs, looking over on the stove. French toast and bacon… mm. "How are you?"
"I'm okay…" He said in a laugh and furrowed his brows a little. "Are you sure you're good?"
"Yeah, I'm fine… I just…" I shrugged and waved it off. "Everything smells so good."
He walked up to me and folded his arms with a grin on his face. "You didn't expect me to be here when you woke up…"
"No, I did." I denied quickly but he could see I was lying badly. Chad started to laugh. "Is that bad of me?"
"No, it's not…" He shook his head. "I wasn't going to leave. I never planned on leaving." Oh…
"Oh… that's good, then." I giggled and clicked my tongue. "You have to work today?"
"No, it's Sunday." He replied. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, I'm positive." I told him, walking around him and squeezing my eyes shut. "You must really like making breakfast."
"I make it because you like it so much."
"That's such a good answer but I think it has something to do with the fact that you're an early riser."
I'm such an idiot. I opened up the fridge and stared into it while he took the cooked bacon out of the pan and onto a plate. What should I drink?
"Sonny…"
I reached out for the carton of orange juice until Chad's strong arms wrapped around my waist. I put the carton down. He was so comforting. "Hm?"
"I'm not leaving…" He said into my hair.
"I didn't want you to." I said, hiding a smile.
"I love you, Sonny…" My stomach dropped into my ass. Did he just say…he did! Oh my God. He said that he loved me. I closed the fridge and bit down on my bottom lip. The butterflies in my stomach woke up and made me tingle on the inside. Turning around, I saw calm, blue eyed man in front of me. Who… just told me he loved me!
"I love you too." It was like his anxiousness gone away and he engulfed me in his arms, picking me up off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed right below his ear.
"I'm so glad you do…" I heard him say. I laughed on the inside and closed my eyes. Is this what it feels like being in love? Bliss? Relaxation? That feeling of completion, maybe? Or being wanted? I could only describe it as easiness. Or home? I felt… where I belonged in his arms. Until my starving stomach interrupted the moment, demanding to have food in it. He placed me on my feet seconds later and huffed out his nose. "You're hungry…"
"Very much so."
I sat down in one of the stools at counter. I watched Chad make breakfast quietly, admiring his bare back. Why is he making bacon without a shirt? I shrugged it off and tapped the counter. I wonder what he thinks about last night. Does he wish he could do it over? Did he like it compared to all the other girls that he's been with? There's so many other questions I could think of but I don't think it's good to over think a situation like this one.
"Sonny?" I blinked.
"Hm?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at his eyes.
"Eat..." Oh, he had placed a plate of warm food in front of me. I picked up the fork he also put on the plate and reached for the syrup, drowning my food while he made himself a plate.
"I'm not going into work today." I informed him. I could feel the sexual tension in the air. It wasn't a new feeling between Chad and I. Whenever we're together there's sexual tension. I just didn't think it would be this bad.
"Of course not, the stomach flu last more than a day." He glanced over his shoulder. I cut the corner of the French toast and stabbed it with the fork, putting it in my mouth. Mm.
"It sure does."
"And it's raining if you haven't noticed."
"I noticed." It was supposed to storm today. That's what New York One said. "We should stay in all day."
He took a seat beside me, taking the syrup and pouring it over his food. "That's perfectly fine with me. I get to be around you more."
"I don't know why you like spending so much time with me. I'm really not that interesting of a person."
"That's what you think. I just hang around you because you're beautiful. You make me look good."
"Oh really?" I laughed loudly and looked at him. "Well, what if I'm only hanging around you for… your money?"
He snorted and then smiled. "My money?"
"Yeah… you're rich… and attractive."
"Wow, I feel so used." He dramatically exhaled. "I didn't know that's what you really thought of me."
"I'm kidding…" I reached over and rubbed his hair. "I'm with you because you make me feel safe."
His brows rose a little and he swallowed hardly. "Safe?"
"Mhm."
"That's good..."
CHAD POV
She said I made her feel safe. How can I make her feel that way if I'm hurting people over money? If I'm in the mob? Maybe this is all getting to me. Maybe this whole… relationship thing is getting to me. I'm letting her get into my head and because she's in my head, I've been slacking at my job. I won't let this get out of hand. Especially since I know Scott is going to use Michael to fuck with me. Sonny… is my kryptonite.
All the pillows of the couch were on the floor, the curtains of her wall length windows were closed, and her bed comforter was on the floor along with several other blankets. I didn't plan on going anywhere since it was pouring rain and thundering outside. My lovable girlfriend was tangled up in the blankets as well as lying on top of me, dozing in and out of sleep. I've learned on several occasions that rain puts her to sleep on an instant. It was… cute. I ran my fingers through her dark brown hair and grazing my lips over her forehead. She used her thumb to stroke a scar on the inside of my arm. The one I got when I fought my father.
"Are you still awake?" She muttered.
"Yes."
"What are you thinking about? You're quiet…"
"Listening… to the rain." I replied, catching the hand that was rubbing my scar and intertwining our fingers. "What are you thinking about?" I brought our hands up to my mouth and kissed the back of hers.
"Nothing…" Sonny said. It took a while for her to speak again. "I'm wondering… what it is… you love about me."
"Your charisma… I love the way you always look at the bright side of things… you're optimistic." I said softly. "You're funny and kind hearted… innocent."
"I'm not innocent." She moaned in a giggle.
"Not anymore." I whispered. She snorted a laugh. "I love… that wrinkle you get on your nose when you're frustrated or angry. Your freckles…" I chuckled. "Your eyes and your smile. Your laugh… it's infectious."
"It's loud."
"It's adorable." I corrected. "It's easy to tell when it's genuine and when it's not. I love everything about you." I finished, running a hand up her side. "I wouldn't change a thing."
"You make it sound like I'm perfect."
"Because you are."
"I have imperfections."
"Those imperfections make you perfect." I said lowly, lifting her hand again and kissing the back of it. "I love the way you fall asleep every time it rains."
"Sorry…"
I laughed. "It's fine." I assured her and caressed her waist.
"What are you doing for Christmas, Chad?"
"Uh…" I breathed out. My mom is going to Barcelona for Christmas with Ethan. "I'm going to take care of a few things with the club… and the banks." I trailed off.
"That sounds boring." She pushed herself up on her hands and furrowed her brows. "You can come with me… down to the city… and spend it with my family and me."
"You want me to… meet your parents?"
"Only if you want to."
"I don't want to invade your family time, Sonshine."
"It's not going to be a big deal. My… mother loves company. My father…" She shook her head. "He'll question the hell out of you but… it'll be fun. If you want…"
"I don't know."
"I don't want you to spend it doing… business. It's Christmas... say yes…"
"Bu-"
"Yes?" She tried again.
"Fine." A huge smile played on her face.
"My mother's going to shove food in your mouth, though. She'll try to fatten you up." Sonny warned.
"I like food."
"I've noticed…" She giggled. "They'll like you."
"I hope so…"
I closed my eyes and smirked. "And if they don't… then you'll know that at least I love you."
"Best consolation ever."
I pushed her hair out of her face and kissed her, sitting up with her straddling me and holding her close my her ass. A large strike of thunder made us both jump and the lightning flashed through the curtains. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her closer to me, eliciting a moan from her mouth. Sonny's core sat directly on my soft member and barely created friction when she moved up higher on me. She kissed down my jaw, and to my neck… leaving traces of wet kisses around my pulse point. Something crazy happens when she kisses my neck. I get hard quickly and highly aroused. A deep groan rumbled in my chest, making me flip us over so I was on top. My lips crashed down onto hers and our tongues battled for dominance. I grinded on her and moved closer when she wrapped both her legs around my waist. Then we separated, removing her tank top to leave her in just her panties. There was a loud ring and she instantly moved off of me, grabbing her shirt and pulling it back over her head.
"What?" I breathed out, kissing her again.
"There's someone at the door and if it's who I think it is, they have a key."
"Who has a key to your apartment?" I pulled back abruptly and glared at her.
"Tawni, Penelope, Portlyn… my parents."
"Your parents are here?" I got up immediately and ran off to the back. That'd be a horrible first impression if her parents decided to make a surprise visit.
"I don't think it's my parents." She announced loudly. I heard the door open and then two girls yell out her name. So, it's her friends. Damn them. They interrupted something I wanted to finish so bad. I pulled on my pants from yesterday and my shirt, walking out into a conversation I probably shouldn't have interrupted. Penelope… I think, stopped talking slowly and looked at me.
"Oh…" She looked a little taken back. "Oh… well, then…"
Sonny's face burned a bright red. "Does that mean I'll talk to you all later?"
"Yes, yes it does." Tawni waggled her eyebrows and grabbed her purse, leading the rest of her friends towards the front door. I followed behind them so I could lock the door on their way out. "We're sorry for interrupting."
"I'm not." Portlyn snorted under her breath and reached out to touch my abdominals but stopped herself. "You're so lucky, honey…"
Sonny scoffed loudly. "Do you guys ever think that you're making him uncomfortable?"
"No, but I know he makes you comfortable." She winked at Sonny and then smirked at me. "Details, later… bye…" All three of her friends walked out into the hallway of Sonny's floor, letting me close the door and lock it. Her friends don't make me feel uncomfortable but I know they make her feel that way. They purposely make her blush in front of me. I figured that out a few weeks ago. Sonny covered her face with both her hands and breathed out heavily.
"I'm sorry…"
"You always apologize when there's no need to…"
"I feel like I have to…" I chuckled lightly when she leaned against the counter and walked up behind her. I braced my hands on the outside of hers and leaned down to her ear.
"Do I make you uncomfortable, Sonshine?"
"Certainly not."
"So, does that mean I make you comfortable?"
She turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck. "What's with the questions, Mr. Cooper?"
"Just making sure, Monroe."
"You make me comfortable, happy… excited..." Her lips grazed over mine. "Aroused." My hand traveled down the small of her back.
"Hm." I kissed her fully and palmed her perfect round ass, squeezing it tightly and pushed her closer to me. "Strip."
"Don't fall asleep on me, Monroe." She smiled and dropped her head in the crook of my neck.
"I'm so tired." She whispered.
"Usually the man falls asleep after sex, not the woman." She moaned out of frustration and kissed my jaw line. "I want to take you somewhere."
"And where is that?"
"I don't know. It's not anytime soon, though." I replied. "You're leaving next month to go to Berlin."
"You're gonna miss me." She sang out softly. "I knew it."
I'm more worried about Michael Fucking Keese. "There's no doubt that I'm going to miss you and your annoying urge to jump on me every time you see me." She giggled as my phone chimed on the nightstand. "I just want you to be careful around Michael."
"What do you have against him except that he's my ex-boyfriend? Why does he bug you so much?"
"Because he's your ex-boyfriend and he going overseas with you…."
"Chad…"
"It's a man thing, Sonny. I'm sure that you wouldn't like it if I had to go overseas with a woman I worked with."
"I trust you."
I shook my head as my phone chimed once more. "That's not what I'm saying."
"It'll be fine. I told you before; everything is going to be fine." She picked her head up. "You're not going to answer your phone?"
"It's probably not important."
She reached over to the nightstand and picked it up. "It might be."
"Well, I don't want to answer it." I moved both my arms behind my chest.
"It's a text from Houston…" She then tapped the screen on my phone. "It says…" She's gonna read it?!
"Sonny, wa-"
"Needed at the club, there's a problem." There's a problem at my club? There's always a problem at my club. "That sounds urgent."
"It probably isn't."
"I think you should go see what it is…"
"Well… at least get dressed and come with me so we can go out after. We can go have lunch."
"I thought we were lounging today."
"We were but you insist that I leave the house and I insist on taking you out to get something to eat…"
She kissed my lips softly. "Fine…"
I barged into my club, annoyed when I saw all my security tying a woman down to a chair. She had deep red hair and looked like she's been through a tattoo parlor a few times. She was sexy, though. If I was single, I would've slept with her after I would've knocked some sense into her. I exhaled dramatically and shoved my hands in my pockets. Why Scott is having women do his dirty work, I don't know? But if he wants to break contract, he needs to handle it on his own so I can get rid of him and be done with it. There was also a man. A man that… I knew. A man that works for me. Kyle…
"What's the problem?" I shrugged. "Why is Kyle tied to a chair."
"Tell him the problem." Seth yanked on her hair harshly, causing her to laugh from pain.
"Where's your pretty little girlfriend? You didn't bring her with you?"
"No, I didn't. What's the problem?"
"Scott wants me to tell you to never leave your girlfriend alone." I furrowed my brows, keeping my calm façade.
"You searched her?" I turned my head to Cameron.
"Yes, boss… Her name is Catalina. She's twenty eight."
"Someone untie her." I ordered. Cameron and Louis took their guns out while Seth started untying the woman.
"You trust me that much to untie me?"
"No, I don't trust you at all but I figured tying you up won't make you talk." She rubbed her wrists and leaned back comfortably in the chair, quirking a brow at me. "What exactly, were you doing?"
"You really think I'm going to tell you?" I folded my arms tightly over my chest and glared at her. "Your looks don't intimidate me."
"I'm not trying to intimidate you. I just want to know what you were planning to do."
"Scott told me you don't hit women." She had a raspy voice that kind of matched her persona. She stood up; heels clicking with the two steps she took towards me. "Is it true?" I'm not going to have a conversation with her. "You left her alone. You didn't think that Scott couldn't get men into that building, Cooper?"
"So, you lured me away by having my men think there was a problem which caused me to come here?" I scratched my jaw. "That long ride here gave them time to get to her."
"You're smarter than I thought." She smiled.
"What exactly did you plan on doing?"
She pouted, putting her hands on her hips. "We planned on breaking your moral spirit but you're so well kept."
I grabbed her neck quickly, curling my whole hand around the base and clenching it tightly. She couldn't breathe, her face was turning red and her hands were trying to pry mine off of her. "You have five seconds to spit it the fuck out before I rip out your jugular."
"You're so fucking stupid. I hope your precious girlfriend suffers…" She squeaked out as my hand was growing tighter around her neck. "Slowly… painfully…" She struggled a little less and her hands dropped to her sides. I knew I hadn't killed her. I had just caused her to fall unconscious. I let her fall to the floor and dusted my hands off.
"Kyle… why are you tied to a chair? Untie him."
As Seth untied him, he frowned. "I'm sorry…" He said lowly. I furrowed my brows and tilted my head.
"What did you do?"
"I… needed the money…"
"What. Did you. Do?" I stepped closer to him. He took a step back.
"He gave Scott information about where Sonny lived… and what apartment she's in. Catalina was supposed to go up there but I felt bad and stopped her before she could. Cameron and Louis… found out."
"You turned on me?" I said calmly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking."
"You're basically my fucking accountant and you turned on me!" I screamed, taking a gun from the back of my jeans and waving it at him. "You got a lot of nerve. You know how this is going to work and you know what the consequence is and you do this!" I yell. "I've known you for four years!" He put Sonny in life threatening danger. I'm not going to let him live. I exhaled heavily and clenched my jaw. "Let's make this quick. I have somewhere to be." I took the safety off my gun and pointed it right in between the eyes on the bastard that stole from me. "I'll be kind and let you have a last word."
"I didn't mean to." He whispered out, tears falling down his face. "I was in a bind. Please... don't do this... "
"That wasn't the right thing to do." I shrugged, pulling the trigger quickly. The bullet went through his head and his body hit the ground with blood spilling from his head. It was followed by a loud yelp. I flipped the safety on my gun and turned my head. Shit... Shit. Shit. Shit.
"Ch-Chad..." Sonny breathed out, shaking her head. "Y-You..." She stared at the gun in my hand and then the body that was on the floor. What the fuck was she doing here? She stumbled back a few feet before running towards the door. I shoved the gun into Houston's hands and ran after Sonny, stopping her right before she got to the door. I put my hand on her shoulder and shook my head.
"It's no-"
"Y-You murdered him. Y-You're a murderer." She stuttered out, tears streaming down her face.
"It's not like that."
"What do you mean it's not like that!?" She exclaimed, sobbing hard. "You shot him, Chad! You killed a man." Sonny pushed my hands off her.
"There are two sides to this. You have… to listen to me." I breathed out, putting my hands on her waist and making her stay.
"Don't touch me!" She fought my hands. "D-Don't touch me!"
"Sonny, listen to me." I tried, holding her tighter.
"What are you? Are you a serial killer?" She cried. "A-Are you really what you told me?"
"Yes, I am." My hands were shaking. I needed her to trust me. I never wanted this to happen. "Sonny, please. I'm not going to hurt you. He just-"
"No, you killed him. You said you were good. You lied..." She croaked. "Who are you?" She muttered.
"The same man you fell in love with."
"No." She looked up; trying to stop her sobbing do she could talk. "You're not him. I don't know who you are..."
My jaw clenched. I can't lose her. "My father was a mob boss. He died and the position switched over to me." I said. "I shouldn't have lied. I tried to prevent this and I'm sorry."
She pushed away from me. "Don't."
"Please, don't push away from me. Just listen."
"You're a liar... a-a m-murderer. I don't know you. I don't know who you are." She sobbed harder, inching away from me like I was going to hurt her. "I don't want anything... to do with you."
"Sonny..." I tried to reach out for her but she just shook her head. "Baby... don't... please don't go away from me." Sonny covered her mouth when she sobbed again, leaving the building. I still went after her, hoping that she would give me a chance to explain it all but she had hailed a taxi quick... and drove off fast. Damnit! I lost her.
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