Victoria

'Wear something formal', Rio ordered.

Upstairs in my bedroom, I plunge around for any decent dress - with mere luck. I've been searching for almost fifteen minutes, in the hunt of something for our...date night. But beforehand, and before we settle once the sun goes down, I know that I'll be taught the money laundering ordeal of the business. Am I afraid of encountering more crime during this week? No.

In fact, I've never been more ready. I've never been more ready to at least learn it all from him. And when he informed me of our, or his, intentions for us today, I felt rather eased; not a sliver of hesitation was in the mix of my mild understanding.

"Darlin', I'm waiting!" I hear the gangster's husky voice shout from downstairs, pulling me from my train of thought. I rush to the bedroom door, that's slightly cracked open, and I swing it open for the gangster to hear me.

"I'm almost ready!" I exclaim, slightly falsely. I glimpse down at what my body currently vestures: the gray comfortable sweat pants clinging onto my legs just below the rem of Rio's long sleeve button down shirt I never took off earlier. My brows raise, when I huff out a breath. "One sec!" I add loudly, before shutting the bedroom door.

I quickly jog back to my bed, where the few dresses I laid across the silky bedsheets are plastered. As I slowly pass them by in careful observation, my finger trails along each fabric deliberately. Curling my lip in concentration, I spin on my heel and face the closet I haven't checked just yet.

Walking up to it, I slide one of the double doors open. And the first elegant, familiar dress that comes to my sight, instantly brings a tug at my pink lips.

Perfect.

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My black heels clicking upon the house stairs are the only sound to hang in the air, before I reach the last few steps, and spot Rio.

He's in...A SUIT. The fine collars of his black tuxedo canvases just below his tattooed neck, as the black tie rests down the bright white button down undershirt he portrays. He seems to examine my frame just when I do his own, because his full lips curve in awe - his chocolate brown irises lightening at the sight of me in the tight black dress he bought me.

My smile can't fade.

"Wow..." He starts lowly, still sending my body a perceptive glance, as I take the last step to land inches away from him on the wooden floor of the foyer.

"What's the purpose of getting a dress that you're only gonna wear once, right?" I point, watching him. Rio's genuine smile seems to widen.

"You look..." A soft giggle escapes my lips before he continues, and the gangster chuckles himself, shaking his head when he licks his luscious lips slowly, "immensely beautiful." he finishes soothingly.

I feel my cheeks flush profusely, and I bite my lip - soon failing at suppressing the grateful smile I attempted to hide. "Thank you, love." I say softly. I perch my brows, sending his taller figure another once over. "You look...handsome...fine...sexy." I compliment while leaning into him, deliberately pressing my lips against his before he can speak.

I feel his warm hands trail around my waist to my back, pulling my body closer to his. I flick my gaze down to his soft, plump lips while my heart beats wildly - seeing his lips curve to reveal his perfect teeth again. His smile is unfeigned, his fresh and clean scent alluring.

I kiss his tasty lips once more, and his hot hands grip either side of my waist. I gaze between either of his dazzling brown eyes, a moment, just in admiration.

"So we got this dressed up for the teaching, too?" I ask, my arms comfortably resting on his broad shoulders. The gangster intently searches my light brown irises.

"Yeah, after we stop by Chris' place since the process is taught there we're gonna go straight to..." Rio stops himself, and smirks, "where I'm takin' you." he finishes, his low tone husky.

My lips twitch. "Well I'm excited, for all of it." I state, leaning in to press my lips gently against his again.

Slowly, and although I immediately crave his luscious pair again, I part my lips from his. "Let's go!" I beam, moving past him after I take his warm hand in mine, and I lead him to the front door - abundant excitement pumping in my veins.

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I gaze out at the tall tress that become a blur, as we pass them by in Rio's sleek black BMW. I would think I'm lost in the lulling sight of the nature surrounding us, but when Rio's thumb grazes the cool skin of my hand in his, my heart flutters immensely at the reminder of his presence.

My pink lips twitch, when I turn to face him. Rio is concentrated on the backroad ahead of us - or so I thought - before he peers over in my direction. Rio grins when his dark brown irises latch onto me. I smile, watching him avert his attention ahead once more to turn into the all too familiar lot of Chris' place.

The tall brick building instantly comes to view, and I take in a smooth breath. Every time I arrive here now, I think back at all the times I drove here myself - mainly when the fire burning inside my veins for Rio was the passion I avoided, and all the times I came to visit him - considering this building use to be his.

This place is actually where it all started, other than the desolate train tracks outside of town, and where I first saw the business he handles. In which all of this occurred.... nearly a year ago.

I glance over to the gangster who parks his car into an empty space, around a few parked cars here and there in the lot. His jawline is clenched and hard, as he removes the keys from the ignition. My heart hammers at the sight of him, as he prepares to exit the vehicle.

"I'm glad I met you." I blurt, watching him stop dead in the middle of pushing open his car door. Rio glances over his shoulder to meet my gaze.

I said that out loud?! I didn't mean to... I-

I probably shouldn't have said it....

I don't avert my awaiting gaze from off of him, as his full lips part - seconds before they twitch. And soon enough, I watch his lips tug upward. He doesn't peel his twinkling irises off of me.

But, just when I think he's going to respond finally, Rio steps out of the car - the silence becoming deafening once he shuts the door behind him - and I watch him walk around the BMW to near my side. Then he opens my door kindly for me. I step out.

And before I know it, his fingers intertwine with my own when he pulls me into him - my chest aggressively slamming against his. My fingers instinctively curl around his own in turn, as his other hand travels down my back - supporting my shaky knees from trembling.

The gangster searches my brown eyes longingly. "I'm glad I met you too, sweetheart." He responds, before easily swooping me down without struggle, his strong hand still rested on my back when he leans down over me - my leg lifted in the air by his sudden movement.

Then, he slowly leans down to press his full lips on mine, deliberately capturing my lips in a kiss. Either of my brows raise, my pulse pumping rapidly at his action. I brush my hand slowly up his suited arm, soon slipping it around the back of his head.

Carefully, and at such a slow tempo, Rio brings me back up against him. And his luscious lips part from my own, when his eyes flutter open to settle on mine.

I can't help but to smile, sincerely, as I hold his longing gaze.

I love him, I love him so much....

Rio breaks into an instant smile, seemingly sheepish, and his hand is brought up to my face to caress it. "Let's get inside, yeah?" He says quietly, still searching my gaze intently. I nod, before giggling against him momentarily.

"OK..." I breathe, and bite down on my lip when he slips his free hand in mine - guiding our bodies toward the familiar back metal door.

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Hope you special beings enjoyed. LOVE YOU A BUNCHCHCH!

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