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La Tua Cantante Series

Pathetic Little Thing

Part 1: Alec

"Is this the start of you rebellious teen phase?" Alec trailed along Jane in this little park they came upon.

"As long as we clean up after ourselves the masters won't care too much" She says nonchalantly her eyes landing on a couple in the distance.

"What about no feeding on the locals?" Alec piped up one of the Volturi's rules for living in the town.

"Occasionally the locals end up on the tours, as long as we don't make this little outing a habit it should be fine" Alec and Jane stared at the little teenage couple who probably snuck out of their parents house to meet here. It was very late at night hardly anyone was out.

"Do you want to join me?" Jane asked still staring at them with a look that if Alec didn't know his sister he would have thought was jealousy.

"No actually, maybe Ill stumble upon my own act of rebellion" Alec lightly chuckled and Jane preceded to hers. Alec wandered off in the opposite direction of Jane's fun. It was a few minutes passing of wandering and Alec thought maybe he wouldn't find a midnight snack.

Alec started to feel something as he walked as if something was pulling him in a certain direction. He then eventually smelled what he was craving. Blood.

Suddenly he heard a girl's voice screaming that perked up his ears.

As he focused on the girls screams that sounded like it was towards a group of italian boys. They were laughing and speaking in things in italian that dulled Alec but also made him wrinkle his nose in disgust. He also heard dogs barking and growling as he approached the scene.

He saw as a group of italian boys probably around twenty in numbers were surrounding a girl. Some of them were surrounding two German Shephards holding them by their leashes antagonizing them.

Alec moved towards the group unnoticed when he stepped on something. Realizing they had the contents on the girls purse all over the area around them as he picked up her passport.

Aisling Barton. 14 years old. American from New York.

"Tourist" he ringed smirking as he threw the ID over his shoulder.

The boys were playing with Aisling, they pulled at her hair, ripped at her clothes, hit her in different places, threw things at her while she frustratingly was trying to communicate with them. She kept making erratic movements with her hands. It then hit Alec that she was deaf. But then he saw her dark brown almost black eyes and how they weren't focused on anything. She was blind as well as deaf. What a pathetic little thing Alec thought as he watched the scene before him. He leaned against a tree as if he watching a show.

But the more Alec just stood by and watched it happened. Something snapped inside him that he thought was gone long ago.

Memories.

Her screaming was replaced with his.

Once he was just poor boy who everybody but his family hated. They saw him as an easy target, an easy person to blame for all their troubles. Him and his sister were beaten, tormented and bullied daily just because they were different. The villagers children would always attack them in groups. The group of boys started to get even closer to her.

Surrounding them as they beat them nearly to death. They were stomping on her to the point Alec heard bones crunching. They put them under their heels and spit at them from above. One of the boy pressed his heel into her temple then Alec noticed something.

Silence.

The girl had stopped long ago with her sobs. She stayed silent as they started to pull up her legs. Jane stayed silence too.

"This is boring" Alec said loud enough for one of the boys to turn. Before the boy could say a word Alec's mist had reached him, it had reached all of them.

Part 2: Aisling

Aisling felt alone in her hotel. Girls that were in the studying abroad program left hours ago. But she did have Aries and Athena laying on each side of her. She couldn't sleep in this new place. She didn't want to be here but her parents shipped her off to wherever they could.

She was a hindrance to them.

Even though she was a very independent girl.

Too independent as she decided to take a night walk. She was completely reliant on Aries and Athena at night when it came to her sight. But she enjoyed night walks. The stillness and freshness in the air. At night the busyness of everything was completely at peace. It seemed even more so in this town. But then she felt something start to happen. Several feet on the ground. Then before she knew it she was knocked to the ground. She could feel Aries and Athena going crazy and then they were pulled from her. She tried to not let go of the leashes but they stomped on her hands. She cried out clutching her hands to her chest. She was surrounded and she knew it. She tried to sign to them but they just pulled her in different directions clutching at her clothes. She kept trying to communicate with them hoping they would understand but screamed out in fear and frustration when her purse was finally taken from her. She kept trying to sign but their hands on her, the rocks and foul-smelling cans that met their mark, her clothes barely holding together, she accepted her fate. They started to kick and stomp on her making Aisling barely conscious.

She thought she was going to die as a man's heel pressed against her temple but ended up just kicking her head. They started to pull her body to the ground but something happened. All the bodies froze and then something miraculous happened. She felt a sort of mist come upon her and her senses changed. Her vision became it's usual grayish blur that it was during the day but never at night. Her hearing was better than her usual. She could usual only hear very loud bass music but right now she could hear boys screaming. She felt Aries and Athena come back to her side. Athena going behind her barking but she seemed frightened.

Aries stood in front of Aisling barking wildly as if he was afraid too but he would die to protect her. Aisling tried to make sense of her new found senses. She could see movement and the bodies still before they fell. She was actually shocked she never had been able to see the shapes of things before. But now she saw the bodies standing still or kneeling down while a force moved one by one to them. Some dropping to the ground while others they're bodies became halves of themselves flying in the air. Aisling didn't understand.

The screams were the worst part. It was the first human sound Aisling ever heard and it terrified her. But all of a sudden it stopped.

Part 3: Aisling & Alec

Alec came closer to being in front of Aisling.

She wondered what he was an animal...an archangel...a monster.

"Strange" Alec almost purred as he sucked the blood off his fingers staring closely at the girl before him.

Aisling ears perked up as she still felt the mist around her and realized it was the reason she could hear. But she didn't hear what the voice said only knew a voice came from whatever was in front of her. Even as she imagined or she actually could hear her babies still barking.

"You know you're the bravest dog I've ever met" Alec kneeled before Aries as the dog was the only thing standing between him and Aisling.

Athena had started to back away making Aisling confused. She never felt her dogs this scared before. What was in front of her?

Then she felt the mist start to leave and her vision went black. Little bit of sound she heard for the first time was gone.

"What to do with you?" Alec hummed melodic type of way as he surveyed the girl as she laid on the ground twisted up in different ways.

She gently started to pull the German Shephard to the side of her making a space between Alec and her. Alec sat there wondering what he wanted to do.

He could tell she was trying to use the dog to get up but she was weak. But her hand started to crawl up the ground towards him and he moved away. He knew she could tell because her hand stopped. Alec looked around perplexed as to why he was even thinking about this. But for some reason he just couldn't go for the kill. She's such a pathetic little thing there was no fun in it. Then something caught his eye. A phone on the ground by her purse. He slowly walked and kneeled down to it picking it up. He stood up playfully tossing it up and down in his hand catching it as he stared down at the pathetic little thing.

"Decisions....Decisions" He looked around at the mess he made realizing it was quite a mess.

Then truly looked at the braille phone and realized his first call to make.

"Felix come to the exact location I text you and come with haste" He ended the call and texted the description of the spot. He didn't want to clean this up. Call it laziness if you want. His eyes never left the girl as he wondered if he should leave her for Felix. He turned around ready to leave thinking he was going mad for even making it a decision but he didn't know what it was that made him go no further. A cosmic pull..an instinct whatever it was something snapped in Alec that he could not leave this girl to die. He rushed over to the girl lifting her up like she was made of glass. Something in him tensed all over that her animals faded into the background.

Everything around him became different as he held her to him. It was her...her smell..her blood..

He needed to hurry for whatever he was going to do. He rushed to the nearest public place at this time of night. Called the phone again. 112 he dialed for an ambulance. Saying the address and condition of the girl before hanging up. He with uncharacteristic gentleness laid her against a wall. He stared at her for a time and she raised her head to him. Did she know he was there? He didn't know never took the time understand her kind he thought as if she was another species from mortal. He was leaving her when she reached up toward him but he left to quickly. He waited on a rooftop nearby for them to come. Eventually someone joined him.

"You owe me" A growl came from his side.

"Is it taken care of?" Alec didn't take his eyes off the girl.

"I surveyed the mess you made and called Santiago. He'll clean it up" Felix said in a prideful manner that Alec thought he had no business in having.

"That's not what I asked" Alec calmly straightened his cuffs as the ambulance came.

"I am not your errand boy" Felix sneered as Alec smirked. He still didn't bother looking at him even as mist started to leave his hands making Felix step back.

"I won't tell if that's what you want" He said through gritted teeth still slowly stepping back but the mist kept coming.

"I'll make Santiago keep quiet as well plea-" Felix actually tripped over his own feet making Alec giggle and turn around while the ambulance was leaving. Alec strolled over to Felix ending up kneeling next to him.

"Next time do as you were told like a good boy" Alec roughly patted his cheek making Felix grimace. Alec causally got up making his way back to the park.

"Incompetence" Alec gave a disappointed shrug at the scene before. Blood specks still littered the ground. He still smelled death in the air not that he minded the smell. He even thought he saw an ear on the ground or a bit of throat. Beer bottles and cans covered in blood.

That didn't annoy him though.

It was the contents of Aisling Barton's purse that littered the ground still. He kneeled down annoyed snatching up the purse itself. There he saw a card to the Hotel San Lino. Alec bit his lip and stared at it.

He made a decision that night. Something that not Jane or Aro helped him make and one neither of them would approve of.

He debated over it but he made it all the same.

That he was going to see her again.

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La Tua Cantante Series

Airpods Save Lives

Demetri Pov

"The meat smells divine today" Felix practically hums out. Whenever the tours came it gave us some kind of excitement. Not that any of us would admit it, we were all so bored. I in a way admired Felix's ability to make excitement from anything even though it could be immature at times. Alec and Jane kept themselves preoccupied in ways that I could tolerate but took years to stomach. I on the otherhand kept myself satisfied with the best thing the world has to offer..women. But even that lately has not had the same effect it usually has for me.

"Hmm" I merely acknowledged until I stopped in my tracks when I smelled the group that was coming. It did smell divine but not how the tours usually smell.

This was different.

It was also extremely overpowering. I wanted to search for and ravish whoever the smell belonged to. Fresh oranges, sweet wine, lavender and ink.

"You can tell someone from this group is rather tasty can't you" Could Felix smell it? Did he feel as I did at this moment? The craving of something unknown. But we were about to find out as the group entered the hall. Me and Felix moved to the side by the assistants desk. The group strolled in with Heidi at the front as usual.

"Demetri" She said sultry trying to get my attention as I didn't even spare her glance worth while. I scanned the group it felt like it went on forever of unwanted faces until my eyes found her.

It was her scent. She wore a orange scented perfume, she just had a glass of wine for lunch, her floral flowy dress was lavender scented from cleaning and she had small smudges of ink on her almost spotless delicate hands.

It all made her so intoxicating.

She was stunning. With her long, slightly wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a curvy hourglass figure that was complemented by her slender frame.

"Now she's a tasty little thing" Felix said a little too loud that she had to have heard it but her expression did not change from the somewhat bored one she had. I realized she wasn't in awe nor had the enthusiastic interest that everyone else in the tour group had by Heidi's power of persuasion. Then I watched as her eyes darted to something in the side hallway making her leave the group.

"Well thats rare" Felix somewhat interested in the human making a move in her direction before my arm shot up.

"I got it, I'll meet you in the throne room" Without looking at him I make my way towards her.

I watch her as she is analyzing or I should say scrutinizing the Portrait of a Young Man painting. It wasn't my favorite painting of Raphael's but I didn't think it deserved the amount of scrutiny she was giving it. Her nose scrunched, the lines on her forehead and her eyes almost closed by how hard she was trying to see the even smallest details of the painting.

"Give peace a chance..Let the fear you have fall away" I jumped slightly at the sudden angelic melodic voice that came from her as she stepped back trying to look at it from a different angle. Her hands rested at her bag that laid on her hip preparing to open it. I faked a cough to make my presence known but she did not turn to me as she took her phone out from her purse. I moved towards her quickly taking her phone from her before she was able to take a picture.

"Umm excuse me" She said in a sweet surprised voice as she turned to me. If I had a breath it would have stopped as I looked into her eyes.

They were so blue they reminded me of the Aegean Sea.

They reminded me of a home I once knew and I thought long forgotten.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" She said gently grabbing her phone from my hand. My eyes looked like hers once I think. Now they're not as pretty.

"It's a medical condition...you shouldn't have left the group" She placed her hair behind her ear showing a white plug in it. She took it out.

"Is this real?" She pointed to the painting. She hasn't broken eye contact from me nor my eyes from her. This was quite an anomaly for me.

"Yes what makes you question the authenticity?"I say amused by this creature. I usually take human girls in the privacy of dark corners and be done with it. But her...I wanted to make this last.

"Well for one it's been lost for almost a hundred years, this is a Raphael painting correct?" She says trying to be polite but about to burst from this discovery she found.

"Correct, artist are you?" I said conversational but she precedes to put the plug back in her ear. She turns from me much to my displeasure as I watched her hips start to sway away from me.

"Architect major with an art history minor" She said walking in the opposite direction of where she should be going but stopping in her tracks almost immediately at the next painting. She does the same act as the last much to my amusement. She starts huffing in and out analyzing every detail of the Nativity with St. Francis and St. Lawrence. I make my way over to her. My shoulder an inch from hers as I stood facing the painting as she did. She gives me a side eye understanding I wasn't going to leave her. She goes to her ear pressing on the plugs.

"Is this a replica?" She says now finally suspicious of her surroundings if she wasnt before.

"They're all real...love" I stare down at her as she comes closer to me. Every fiber of my being was restraining myself from ending this. I wanted to relish this, savoring it like one does a fine wine.

"Are you in the mafia?" She whispers and I laugh heartily at the question.

"Now what would give you that idea?" I say coyly as I lean closer to her, my eyes landing on her slender neck. Her pretty little neck.

"Because this painting was supposedly stolen by the mafia" She said matter a factly moving from me realizing how close I was to her. I clenched my jaw at the distance between us. I wanted us closer. I had the feeling even if I skin to skin with her wouldn't be close enough for me. But she seemed absolutely uninterested in me, enamored with what was around her.

"Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's length don't work..You try to push me out..But I just find my way back in...Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out...I win" She gives a mumbled hum of the words not fully singing them out knowing that I'm there close behind. She accepts that fact along with that all the paintings she sees are real. She doesn't analyze them viciously like she did before. Now just taking them in like they should be. But I am analyzing every detail of her. The flutter of her eyelashes, the curve of her hip and the way her hair bounces as she walks. She turns her head to me behind her, giving me an excellence view of her perfectly structured jawline.

"Are you art thieves?" She says innocently genuinely curious. I chuckle at her guess. I look at her ear looking at the plug realizing sound was coming from them.

"What are those things?" She looked at me confused. I lift my hand slowly towards her tapping the back of my finger lightly against one of the plugs.

"Oh..they're airpods" She looked at me like it was the most obvious thing in the world and I had absolutely no idea "they're like earplugs or headphones." I mouthed a little "oh" as she let out a little giggle at my ignorance.

"I'll have to warn Heidi about those" I say more to myself as me and her walked side by side down the hall, further and further away from the throne room. We're getting close to a intersection, one hall leads to a cellar and the other leads to an exit. Decisions...Decisions.

"Was Heidi the lady in charge of the tour?" I simply nod while I think of the fact this girls life is in my hands. Do I truly want to snuff out the sun? I'm quite thoughtful about the decision as I firmly placed my hands behind my back.

"She's kinda an airhead isn't she?" I whip my head towards her uncontrollably crackling at her statement.

"Heidi?" I say absolutely bewildered by the statement. I don't think Heidi has ever been described as an airhead?

"Well I know that is kinda mean. I really am not into girl shaming but..she has all this to show"She twirled around then kept walking "and she said a lot of words with really nothing of substance behind them. I did listen a little to her in and out...I don't know I preferred music over her" My hands tighten behind my back as I stare at her. Her hair when she spun I got a delightful whiff of her shampoo.Citrus. Fresh oranges. Her blood would taste so sweet.

"Like this castle has to be from the 12th century-" She looked at me curiously as I stared at her clavicle. That would be a wonderful place to take a first bite.

"11th" I muttered out. We made it to the intersection, cellar for a drink or exit for her life.

"Oh" She tilted her head up to the ceiling an spun slowly on her heel around "I can picture that..there is some roman designs" She smiled to herself. Her eyes sparkled. It's funny I lived in this castle going on a thousand years and always found it a dull place mostly except when we used to have parties. But in one day she saw the beauty in it.

"Are you a lover of Artemisia Gentileschi?" I asked as she was about to turn down the hallway to the cellar, stopped to look at me.

"Yes...why?" She smirked cutely. I smile at her for giving me that answer. I take her hand in mine and lead her through the hallway with the exit.

"Hey how do I know you're not taking me in some dark room to have your way with me" She said half jokingly. I just smirk to myself. She would be so delicious but for some reason it seems like it would be a waste. It wouldn't even be a minute before her life would be gone and she would be gone. Her beauty, her smile, her voice..everything about her I could just take in an instant if I chose to.

"Your hand is so cold" She did a little tug on it. I turn to her and say nothing. I stare in her eyes for a moment and she looks at me amused.

"So if I'm ever found alive and they ask me the name of the assailant, what should I tell them?" I winced as she dropped her hand from mine before the question. I wanted her to touch me.

"Demetri"I slowly drawl out "And when I see your face on the news what name will I see?"

"Nina" It almost came out as a whisper but I heard it. As I also could hear the screams start but she didn't seem to hear them.

"Here we are" I stop in front of our designated painting and she started to laugh at it. The Madonna and the child was one of our many Artemisia Gentileschi paintings but Jane had all of her famous ones on the other side of the castle that was where I didnt want her to be.

"Really out of her paintings this is the one you have?" She giggles as I just look down at my shoes like a boy. She does stop giggling to appreciate the painting eventually.

"She looks so tired" She says more to herself than to me. Then I really look at the painting myself to see what she means. I see it too in the mother's eyes. I never noticed that before probably never cared. I watch her as she looks over the painting really taking in ever detail of it.

"You should paint me it would last longer" I look down again with a smirk.

"Can I?" I say more flirting than serious. She turns to me blushing and my smirk deepens.

"What am I going to be your Rose to you Jack?" She leans closer to me making start to tense even though I was taken back by the reference. I need to brush up on current entertainment.

"Ahh-" I freeze as I can sense someone coming.

I look behind me seeing the reason why we're here..the exit.

I take her hand and hurry her to the door. We go down stairs and stairs. I have to be mindful of my speed seeing I had to keep a human one. Something came over me that I had to get her out that was my only thought at this moment.

"Where are we going?" But her question is answered when I open a door to the outside practically throwing her out. Then the sun light making me step back into the darkness.

"Wait" She places her hand on the door before I close it and I didn't want to hurt her.

"Will I see you again?" She almost whines out.

"Yes but don't come back here..meet me at the front of the clock tower at night fall...goodbye" I said it quickly as I slowly closing the door.

"Goodbye" I heard quietly right before the door closed. I regretted how it ended but there was reasoning behind the abrupt departing.

"Well this is quite unusual behavior...for you" Felix leaned against the wall at the top of the stairs.

"The girl didn't hear or see anything, no laws were broken" I say stiffly making my way past him.

"That may be but the why is what I'm curious about" he hanged his head over my shoulder mischievously. He wasn't going to let this go.

"It just felt like a waste" I shrug looking almost dazed not wanting to think what I had just done and the why.

"A waste...yes a waste of food. Bloody Demetri if you didn't want her you could've given her to me. But Im surprised why didnt you want her?"He was going to nag and nag until he got an answer to his liking.

"I wanted her...but it just felt as it would have been to quick" This was making me nervous. I haven't felt nervous since the incident with the Cullens. But this was a different kind of nervous, I was worried for her.

"Fine then I'll meet her later at the clock tower-" If on instinct I slammed Felix against the wall my hand around his throat.

"She's mine...I'll take care of it" I shove him back stalking away.

She was mine.

I hated to admit it but I knew it to be true.

She is my cantante.

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[klarolineashur1919]

Only We Matter Series

Part 11

January 5,1926

River of Memories

Luca pov

"There's been an accident" I remember this bridge. This river.

"Why don't you move it out of the way?" I say not very politely. I remember me and her here.

"What?" I swear british cops are worse than American ones. They're dumber for one.

"I said, why don't you clear it so that we can get past." I try to say more politely this time. Why did we have to get stuck here? I grind my teeth to smile at this stupid cop.

"What's that accent?" I try to muster up all the patience I could for an answer....I know I was going to need it.

"We're Americans. We're here on business, so..."I think this is me nicely trying to tell him to hurry up but he doesn't look happy.

"Well, you're going to have to wait." I bite my tongue and try to control my seething. I don't want to be here..It brings back memories.

"Jesus Christ, this guy." I stared at the river. I remember when I came here with her in the summer of 1921. She said gypsies would use this river. We didn't have proper swim clothes with her is a chaste shift dress and me stripping down to my boxers. I remember how she blushed and ran away from me to the water. I wondered if I would ever see her blush again.

"We waited for you fucking Yanks until 1918. It'll be clear in 20 minutes, all right?" Thinking of her calmed me. I remembered when she went into the water it was the first time I saw a different type of look in her. She was always happy, innocent and sweet. But when we swam, I saw how she looked at the water with a out of place sadden expression. "Pen what's wrong?" I cupped her cheek and she blushed into my hand smiling. "Nothing" she said trying to keep a safe distance between us at the time. "Pen" I pulled her closer and she looked at me questioningly. She knew I wasn't going to let her go till she told me. "It's quite depressing" She said trying to brush me off but I wasn't letting go. "Tell me" I pulled her into a hug. She looked at me nervously, it was rare we were like that then. "My mother drowned when I was little, I watched her drown...I haven't really been in the water since" I didn't want to remember those kind of things about the Shelbys. But the look on her face then, was the one she had now and it didn't seem out of place. It killed me. I didn't want to think about it.

"Yeah, all right. Thank you, Officer. Thank fucking hell." I said angerily. I didnt want to remember what she used to be. I had to remember why I was here. My Vendetta.

"1918 What the fuck is he talking about?" Matteo said confused in Italian.

"Talking about the war. Everything here is about the war." This river Pen told me everything , her mother, her father, about what happened to her brothers in the war and how she studied psychology in university to have helped them. I fell in love with her more here.

"Luca if I may be so bold.." He wouldn't dare. I gave a look would give off the expression to anyone else not to finish their sentence but Matteo wasn't that bright "how do you know the Shelby girl" I looked back out of the window picturing me and her in the water. Her smile.

"My mother taught her years ago...She liked her a lot. She ended up working for the family as a seamstress. .We met and we got close...It went on for years and the year I finally proposed..Her brother started the war with my father" I didn't even look for a reaction as I told him. There was a moment of silence and I already lost all patience I had.

"Right, come on, let's go move it ourselves. Fucking idiots." I get out of the car and I realize what is blocking the road.

"What's this? Whose wagon is that?" Matteo says going right up to the cop.

"They're Gypsies. A tribe of fucking Gypsies." I start to still and remember Penelope's words from years go. "Gypsies use this bridge all the time, well the river at least to smuggle or other things."

"Well, we can move it..." Matteo tries to get past the cop but is pushed back. "Oi! I said it'll be clear in 20 minutes." I heard a voice in my head. Her voice "I need you Luca..I need you alive." We need to get out of here.

"Let's go. We'll find another way out of here." I make my way back to the car and Matteo Follows.

"Go. Get us the fuck out of here." I kept hearing her voice, her ramblings before we parted last.

"Tommy will find a way to kill you Luca anywhere you least expect it" she said pleadingly to take heed to her words.

"Come on, fucking move! Make a fucking move!" Her voice won't leave my fucking head.

Her voice was a warning.

"Please Luca stay cautious..Stay safe" She cried.

Then the gunfire started and I ducked.

I got out of the car and started shooting.

I shot and I prayed silently I would hit one of those gypsy fucks.

I prayed silently I would make it out and see my love again.

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Only We Matter Series

Part 10

January 3,1926

Our Vendetta

Penelope pov

At least one thing stayed the same.

Well when wine was involved at least.

He was the same type of lover with me.

We danced together like we used to.

We danced all the way to the bed.

He was same as he was years ago gentle and passionate.

How much I really missed the feel of him, he'll never know.

He looked so different in this bed than out of it.

Almost the same as he did years ago, his hair gel wore off and his hair was no longer slick back. All his features were softer. His face was calm and didn't look so focused except on me. We held each other, stared into each other eyes. He looked like he still loved me but it was such a sadder look than before. His eyes traveled from my face to my neck, where I still wore my engagement ring on a chain.

"Anyone else propose to you while I was gone" Luca said jokingly even though he always knew that he wasn't the only man that persued me but he was secure in knowing that I only had eyes for him.

"Actually that was something I came here to talk to you about" I started to lean up against the headboard as he didn't look worried at all more of intrigued.

"Tommy has made an alliance with the Golds, they're a bunch of cutthroat horse thieves but they're killers and that's what Tommy wants killers. The leader of the gang Aberama Gold has a son about my age, they made me part of the deal" Luca's eyes went cold and dazed.

"Well thats just more people I have to kill" He nonchalantly as he got up from the bed.

"That's it" I say not knowing why I expected something different.

"What do you want me to say Pen? Do you want me to go into some jealous rage....over some boy" he chuckled darkly as he threw a toothpick in his mouth.

"I don't know" I said in lifeless type of way. His face that went dark for a moment went soft again. He sat on the edge of the bed this time, the side of his face facing me.

"You know you don't have to stay here when all of this is going on..I could have you go to Italy..Paris or America, wherever you want I'll make it happen baby" he turned his face towards me almost pleading. He didn't want me to stay here and watch him murder my entire family. I just looked at him and it reminded me of my Luca from before all of this.

"You could go to Naples, or New York...I think you'd like New York better it's busy and always different with things going on. It's not like this shithole. You never belonged here" He always used to say that. That I never belonged in Birmingham. Maybe I didn't..Maybe I did.

"Penelope say something" he grabbed me by the arms and sneezed gently.

"I can't leave" I said simply and as he let me go with a very Italian sounding groan. He hung his head for a second but looked back up at me.

"Why?" He said with a mixture of emotions.

Annoyance, frustration, confusion and sadden.

"Because I won't leave you here alone." I lean closer to him, resting my forehead on the top of his shoulder.

"If you stay..you're going to see what I have to do. I'm gonna make them suffer Penelope" he said with no regret but honestly. Not happily maybe some slight anger in his voice but no joy in it. Just what has to be done..

"Good... Make them suffer...how we suffered. When we were tore apart, our happiness ruined..our baby dead"I let out a soft sob remembering my miscarriage when Tommy announced the war against the Changretta's. The stress, the sorrow, the anger of all the stupidity and recklessness of it killed our baby.

"M-make them pay..I-I w-want them to pay" I cried and Luca pulled me close to him.

It was true. I wanted them to pay. I was so angry at them for what they've done.

But they were my family and I loved them...

But Luca was in the right. Luca had the right to start this Vendetta.

It wasn't just his Vendetta.

It was our Vendetta.

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Eriene Baratheon & Robb Stark

"I swear on everything I hold dear, my house, my family, my countrymen that no one will especially me or even you... will ever hurt you again" he said against my lips. I looked at him and he wasn't lying. These weren't pretty words to woo me or trick me. He was genuine. He was truly genuinely honorable and good. I realized in that moment as I looked into this man's eyes that I would do anything to protect him too.

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Robb Stark & Eriene Baratheon & Joffrey Baratheon

Eriene and Joffery loved each other as brother and sister and their mother let him twist it. She didn't stop him from twisting probably the only thing that wasn't twisted in him. Then Eriene met Robb who showed her what unconditional love was and that's how she loved him.

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Robb Stark x Eriene Baratheon oc

Eriene Baratheon never loved anyone other than her family. She was taught to love no one but her family. But then she came to Winterfell and things changed. Robb Stark changed things for her.

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Couldn't have said it better😭 Angus Cloud was one of the few people that brought me joy and it's just so shocking that he's gone so young. Like it genuinely feels like someone I know personally just died🥺

What do you say when an actor that you loved passes away… I didn’t know Angus Cloud personally, but him and his character Fez brought me so much joy. I hate this so much. His family and friends are in my thoughts. We’re lucky to have gotten to know him. 

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🥺

fez: *is carrying all the groceries*

lexi: *holds out hand to help*

fez: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold lexi’s hand*

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Only We Matter Series

Part 9

January 3,1926

As it was

Luca pov

Shelbys.

I have all their files on my desk and I honestly could have done without them.

Penelope told me everything.

She always used to talk about her family.

That was one of the few things we had in common, we love and are devoted to our families.

To the people we love.

"I'm here to see Mr. Changretta, let me pass please" speaking of the angel.

"You think one of you can just walk in here?" Matteo better hope he doesn't do anything to warrant a bullet by the time I make it to the door.

"Please Mr. Changretta is expecting me" I gave a huff out as I was about to open the door at her calling me Mr. Changretta. I always thought that was a title for my father, I guess it's mine now.

Before Matteo can utter another word to her, I open the door watching him and her step back.

Then I make eye contact with her and realize I can't look her in the eye now. I look to Matteo who is looking confusedly between us but I'd rather him remain confused.

"Matteo, I suppose you know this is Penelope Shelby next time just let her in" I didn't wait for confirmation as I walked back towards my desk that I was sitting at.

As I sit down, I hear her take a seat. We sit in silence for a while.

"You came" I said also as a question, and she just nodded.

"Why did you want me to come here Luca?" There it is I missed hearing her say my name.

"I missed you" I said as nonchalantly as I could. We were silent again.

"Whatever deal you made with my aunt I wouldn't trust her" I finally made eye contact with her again.

"I know we'll see if she comes through" I said going back to looking everywhere but her. I try and not have memories come back to me of just a few years ago before all this shit started. I have other things to think about. Why did I ask her to come here?

"I wish it could go back to how it was" I look back at her, she's looking away from me. I take a look at her now and I realized why I haven't been.

The most obvious thing was the hair, she swore she would never cut her hair and I never thought she would. But here she is with a very short straight bob replaced the long curly hair that once made it pass her hips.

But I don't hate it.

She looks thin with her curves looking almost gone.

I'll miss them but I bet she still feels the same.

Her eyes are sad there's no light left in them; the clear blue looks like they became dark.

Even in the sun.

Her face the innocence, the youth and the easy happiness I remember always were there was gone.

It could almost make me cry.

"I know" Thinking it was the only thing I could say. I wished it too.

"Do you think it ever will?" She said with lack of hope.

"When the vendetta is done" I said matter of factly as I got up to get us the wine I brought over from my villa.

Because I decided years ago even with this vendetta, I will still have Penelope Shelby even if she wants me or not after I'm done with her family.

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Only We Matter Series

Part 8

January 2, 1926

Ruined

Penelope pov

He woke up from my lap and kissed my forehead then left. That's last memory I have of him.

No letters, No calls. Only years later my brother dead and my cousin in the hospital.

What did I expect?

He said only we mattered but it was an empty promise.

I haven't left Michael's side since his surgery was over. We don't talk much but I'd rather just be with him than the rest of them. None of this would have happened if Thomas and John listened to me not to start a war but I was just their little sister what did I know.

Little did they know they ruined everything for me. The one thing, one person I cared about besides my family, they ruined it.

Michael was handling company work while he rested. I tried to help him but he insisted he could do it himself so there wasn't much for me to do but read and think about the past ruined now. The way Luca took me to the theater, walks through the park, how he taught me Italian, how he kissed me, how we danced. His laugh, his smile, how gentle he was towards me.

All ruined.

Here I am reading Dante's Inferno about a knight trying to save his lover from hell. Will I be saved from this hell? From this hell of remembering, from this hell of constantly mentally screaming at my family for what they've done to me but never being able to tell them what they did. I became like Thomas. Never smiling, no emotions. Just like him losing Grace, I lost Luca. But it's worst because he's alive and it will never be the same.

I was in a mental void. I just sat and stared at a book, not noticing what was happening until Michael shouted and fell to the floor. But before I could even catch the nurse, that's when we heard the gunshot.

I helped Michael up fast, not thinking of much else to do.

Then moments later a man that looked but didn't seem like my love came through the double doors as I stood frozen in place.

Everything about Luca looked dark, his eyes were cold.

He looked like a man on a vendetta.

"Uh-uh-uh Where I'm from, a hat on the bed's unlucky" He kept his eyes on Michael, hasn't even acknowledged me since he's walked in.

"My family . . say it brings death" he walks towards Michael, he has the same way about him but it's different then he used to be with me. The way he's moves towards Michael, that bloody toothpick in his mouth, and even the way he talks.

It's all different to me. But why wouldn't it be?

"Maybe . . maybe that's what happened Last time my man was sent for you, you got lucky" He was standing in front of Michael now, not breaking eye contact with him. He pulled a gun out of his waistcoat a moment later.

"Now . . your luck's run out" as he puts a gun to Michael's head, that's when I finally made a move. I silently pushed Michael back into the bed and replaced my head to the barrel of the gun. That's the first time Luca has looked at me since he's been here. It in a way broke my heart.

It wasn't like how he used to look at me. It was cold and mocking.

"Is this the Shelby family right here. Letting their women take bullets for them?" He gave a dark chuckle as he stared down Michael from behind me, who was not moving out of fear. Luca seeming like he was giving Michael a chance to move me out of the way, now turned back to me.

As he cocked back the revolver and all I could think was no he couldn't.

But his eyes and his face told a different story.

And in those few seconds I decided if I was going to die than I'd be happy it was by him as least. Maybe if I thought that, it would hurt less that he could.

Then he shot the gun, and I didn't flinch just a single tear rolled down my face as I realized I wasn't dead. Suddenly he pulled me to him and tilted my head up to him.

"Pensi davvero che potrei farti del male Vita mia" but all I could think of was the sound of the gun going off against my forehead now replaced by his lips as he kissed my head. Now his face, the way he looked at me almost back to the way it used to be.

Almost.

"Incontrami dove mi hai visto l'ultima volta" I opened my mouth to protest that I couldn't meet him but that's when his face turned back to how it was before. I knew I couldn't say no as he started to leave.

"And tell your mother . . we have a deal." Luca did the Sicilian sign for watch out and left.

Me and Michael looked at each other confused. Me confused at what Luca meant and Michael confused by how he was with me.

But when Tommy came soon after neither of us said a word that would have betrayed the other.

Translations:

you really think I could hurt you my life

Meet me where you last saw me

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Only We Matter Series

Part 7

March 27, 1924

Is this the end

Luca pov

My brother is dead.

My Father is dead.

Both killed in one week.

They were killed by the Shelby family.

I was handling business in London when it all happened.

And here I am in a hotel room waiting for my fiancé to get here.

Penelope Shelby.

I don't even know if she'll come now.

We just got engaged last month; she still hadn't told her family about us. I wonder if all of this would have happened if she did or if this would've just happened sooner.

I hear the door open, and I look up as I see her up around the corner. We look at each other like we've already decided this is goodbye.

"I didn't think you'd come?" I honestly didn't.

"I almost couldn't. Finn wouldn't let me go at first, it took a lot of convincing" She was anxious I could tell by her breathing. She was hyperventilating. We had a happy relationship for over three years now, even though it involved her sneaking out with the help of her little brother but still happy. I haven't seen her do this in years. I take a breath in because I don't know how I'm feeling right now.

"Pen sit down" I lean back in the couch and put my face in my hands rubbing into my eyes. I barely have slept in days. She slowly comes over to me and places a shaky hand over mine.

We just sit there for a while. She eventually lays her head on my shoulder. Time passes she moved away slightly and moved her hands to her neck. Don't you dare.

"Don't" I grabbed one of her hands before she could unclasp the necklace that held her engagement ring on it. Her lip starts trembling and I took a breath in. I can't take her being upset.

"Luca-ca we---how can--It can't" she can't say the words, and neither can I.

"Hey" I grabbed her face and wiped away her tears with my thumbs "only we matter remember" I try and smile for her but only a look of not complete despair is given.

She cries into my shoulder and we again just sit there until I move my head to her lap.

"Your family has to pay" as she starts running her fingers through my hair. This is best I've felt in days.

"I know" she says surprisingly calm, accepting and almost willing.

With that I closed my eyes.

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Only We Matter Series

Part 6

January 15, 1921

You gonna say hello

Penelope pov

It's been almost two years since I've seen him. I thought we would eventually lose touch when he first left. But every morning before we opened the shop, he would call. He would talk about his day before and I would tell him about mine. But for the first time he didn't call today.

Maybe it's because our talks started to become about a future together maybe he's suddenly become frightened of the idea. I laugh to myself at the thought as I'm finishing the helm of these pants.

He sends me letters with photos of New York and of him. They were love letters. Things he wouldn't say to me over the phone but not too scandalous that I wouldn't reply back to him in my own way.

The only thing that bothered me is when I find out he was Europe over the years, especially London. Those were the four places he would circle around Paris, London. Italy and New York. He sometimes had business in Boston too. Angel told me not to take in personally when he came to London. That he didn't come to see his family either. It was strictly business he said.

"Pen are you alright?" breaking me from my thoughts I lifted up my head and saw Mrs. Changretta. I forgot that Mr. Changretta was coming in today to get a suit done, she usually comes with him.

"Yes Mrs. Changretta" I tilt my head and smile warmly at my former teacher.

"Angel needs you do his measurements" I just got up and nodded not openly questioning. Angel hasn't asked me to do his measurements in two years. And then I suddenly laugh at the correlation I just made suddenly. I wonder if Luca had something to do with it. Mrs. Changretta just looked at me strangely as I was walking out of the back room with her, laughing to myself.

Then suddenly our heads turned to hearing the bell that was recently added to the front door. I froze in place at sight of Luca Changretta. As mrs. Changretta practically leaped into his arms. Everyone in the shop started to surround him.

He looked different. He had a different air about him. I tried to put my finger on it but all I could find was his suit was made of an even finer fabric than usual and a toothpick in his mouth, which just made me laugh. I think I then remembered him having that habit, but I don't think I paid attention to it.

While I was obsessing over the bloody toothpick in mouth, I just realized he was staring at me while talking to his father. The stare was so bloody intense I nearly ran into the back room and tried not to slam the door on the way in. The effect that man has on me drives me bloody mad.

I start nervously laughing at my foolishness and hyperventilating.

I look at myself in the mirror close by. Penelope you look fine, you have other things to worry about like him seeing you basically run from him. I silently whine to myself and put my face in my hands in mortification.

Then I suddenly jump as I hear a creak in the floorboards hearing someone's footsteps coming towards the door. I rush to the nearest table and work with whatever is there.

Then I heard the door open and close. I was stitching a random clothing item; it doesn't even need stitching hopefully he doesn't notice but he always notices everything.

"You gonna say hello" his American accent I think has even got thicker with time I realize as I felt him towering over me. I slowly lift my head up and find him smiling down at me with the toothpick gone.

"Hello Luca" I completely squealed out. Oh Penelope, I'm just mentally kicking myself after having to hear myself but of course his smile only deepened.

"Hi doll" he said pulling up a chair in front of me, not breaking eye contact with me. He just sat there and looked at me for what felt like an eternity. Was he trying to make me squirm.

"I'm taking you out tonight" he said in a way that can't be refused.

Not that I could say no to him again anyway.

Family be damned I couldn't deny him and myself again.

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Only We Matter Series

Note: Ok this one shot series probably going to be a long one this is the end of the 1919 parts, I'm going to do 1921, 1924 then 1926. Thank you

Part 5

June 16, 1919

Her smile

Luca Pov

Well she's acknowledging me now, even talking to me a little bit. The talking part I think is a miracle. I been starting to sit in the back while she works. She isn't really nervous around me anymore maybe a blush here and there. But I think that's cute, she's cute. I get her to talk to me about what she will of her family, and I tell her about the places I've been. I get her to smile, I love when she smiles. I have to go back to New York though and I don't think I want to. It's always hard leaving my family but now I'm leaving her.

"You're moping" I get out of my thoughts in Angel's direction.

"Huh?" I look at him confused.

"You're moping around, I told you she wasn't going to sleep with you" shaking his head at me.

"What are you going on about?" my accent came out as I slightly jumped up from my chair.

"You're going back to New York soon and Penelope gave to nothing to remember her by, so you're moping around" he chuckled and shrugged at me for the last part.

"Brother I'm not you" I gave a long disappointed sigh. Believe me it's not going to be hard to remember her let alone not think about her all time. I think about her all the time now. It's going to be hard not having the small moments with her that I do now.

"Yes, but you're still a man last I checked" he tilted his head at me.

"I'm not a pig and I do actually like her" my American accent kept coming out now I'm shaking my head at him.

"Well brighten up here she comes, she's late today" he was looking at her in a way I didn't like through the window.

"She called to let us know she was going to be, she said she had stuff with school and she's only an hour late anyway" she saw me through the window and smiled. She had the cutest smile with her cheeks, her lips and just her face in general. God that face was going to be the death of me. Then looked down and blushed like she usually does.

"Oh, so that's what you were doing on the phone so long" he sounded even more Italian than he usually does with the last bit of that, he was still looking at her and it wasn't her face he was looking at. He's lucky he's my brother.

"I wasn't on the phone that long" sounding agitated by him only cemented with the frown I was having towards him.

"Goodmorning Luca" God the way she says my name. We just smiled at each other as she walked by.

"Goodmorning Penelope" Angel said in also a mocking way as he said looking at me trying to not start laughing about how my face instantly had soften. I just reassuringly nodded to her as she looked in between us.

"Why were you rude to her?" My eyes followed her as she walked to the back not bothering to see his grin was gone, him almost looking scared.

"I wasn't being-" the minute I turned he shut up.

"When did my brother become a mush for girl huh?" he said trying to lighten the mood.

"The minute I saw her" I got up and headed to the back room.

There she was sitting at the table by the wall hand stitching something. The sun hits her perfectly with all the windows on the other side of the room. She always looks more beautiful in the sun. Eventually she looked up and smiled at me. I guess I was standing there for more than a minute.

"Go out with me" it wasn't a question. I was leaving in a day or two.

"What" she laughed lightly as her smile didn't fall but she raised a confused eyebrow.

"There's a restaurant actually not too far from here, we could go tomorrow when you're off at maybe nine or lunchtime" her smile fell a little and her eyes went down to her feet. Merda. I took a long inhaled and leaned against the wall.

"Luca.." she was saying my name regretfully. Merda merda merda.

"I want to but-" she was looking at me in the eye at least.

"That's all that matters isn't it, only we matter nobody else" I knelt down beside her and grabbed on to her hands. I knew it was probably her family.

"My brothers-" I knew it.

"I'll meet them" she looked down shaking her head. I just wanted one night, one day just me and her.

"You've told me about your-" she stopped as her hands grabbed my face.

"Luca please let me talk'' she looked like she was at the point of tears.

"I wasn't supposed to get close to anyone, that was the deal for me to work here. My brothers they're ambitious and there was already trouble a little bit ago with one of my brother's men and one of your father's. They settled it but I wouldn't be surprised more things happened with the territories so close together." she took a long breath out, her thumb started circled my cheek now.

"Pen what does this have to do with us like let me just talk to them, I'll court you properly everything will be fine" I put my hands on her waist pulling her closer to me and she just looked at me with the most loving eyes but as quick as I saw it she looked down again and ended up leaning her head on my shoulder.

"Luca it's not just that, I told you about my sister after her getting pregnant I feel like Arthur is looking out for me more and everyone in my family is already very protective especially about me coming here, I can't lie to them, and my loyalty is to them" with the last point she moved away from me slightly from how I brushed passed the first part of what she said.

"I can't go out with you Luca Changretta even if I want to, maybe in a couple years my brothers will be more reasonable but not now I'm sorry" she straightens up in her chair from me.

"I'm leaving in a day or two" I stand up and she follows. She says nothing and she's looking at her hands folded in front of her.

"I have to go to London first I'll probably leave tomorrow" she biting her lip looking away from me. God say something. Maybe this was one sided. I'm turning to leave now, maybe this is what Angel was trying to tell me. My ego is hurt, I suppose is what I'm feeling. I'm walking towards the door.

"Luca" I turn to her wrapping her arms around my neck. She was hugging me and I was not hugging her back. It was so innocent, she was so innocent. Angel was right I am a man.

I scoffed and her breathing stilled. I didn't mean to scoff, I didn't mean for it to sound cruel. it just came out of my disbelief of my situation. Angel was right, my brother was right. I want her. She started to break away, she was looking down again. God I don't want her to let go. I don't want it to end like this. I started to walk into her, pressing her back into the table she was working on. She was looking up at me now, blushing and eyes wide.

"Luca-" God when she says my name, I don't know what happened but next thing I knew I was kissing her. It was a chaste kiss but my lips were not leaving hers and my hands were keeping her firmly in place on her waist. Her hands were on our sides but they started slowly go up my arms. I needed to break away or I was going to do something.

So I did and we just stood there out of breath. We just were staring at each other. Pen had a indescribable look on her face. She turned around and wrapped her arms around herself.

"Penelope I'm sorry" I walked over to her. She shrugged.

"How long are you going to be gone for?" She turned around keeping a distance between us.

"Maybe a year, maybe more" she looked down and nodded. I was looking down as well. I messed up.

"You think we'll be able to call and write while you're away?" It's like we both lifted are heads up at the same time with a smile.

Her smile was going to be the death of me.

Translation

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Only We Matter Series

Part 4

April 28, 1919

Comfortable

Penelope Pov

I usually always have tea with Mrs. Changretta on Thursdays. At 2 pm exactly. I always leave the house five minutes early and will wait outside for my watch till it says 2. It was a completely normal thrusday. I made the family breakfast. I left for work. People left me alone.

And no one distracting was there. Or has been for a couples weeks now.

I went home and got ready for tea. I made some chocolate from scratch. I always make dessert to bring. I go to Mrs. Changretta's house and I was early. I waited across the street. Two comes around I walk up to the door and knock. Then I heard something on the other side of the door.

"Qualcuno può aprire la porta" I completely froze in place. It was his voice.

"Qualcuno può aprire la porta per favore" I start to turn around but I stopped myself. I've never stood Mrs. Changretta up before it's rude to. I already told her I was coming. I started biting my lip. Why is he here? Well Penelope it's his family's house maybe that's why. I'm starting to hyperventilate.

"Mamma, potresti andare a prendere la porta, per favore" I heard Mrs. Changretta voice after that, I became hopeful. But I'd still have to see him. My stomach was doing back flips and I can feel trembling in my hands.

"Angel, vai a prendere la porta" Mrs. Changretta isn't answering the door is she. Why can't I ever be lucky.

"Pigro" I can hear footsteps coming. It's his. I can just tell.

"Oh non abbiamo bisogno di una cameriera" I heard him mumble and with that the door opened.

There stood Luca Changretta dripping wet. He looked as if he just got out of the shower when I knocked. I was starting to feel bad, I started to notice his tank.. was soaked. I noticeably gulped.

"You don't have to be nervous" if I wasn't already blushing with my mouth a gape, I was now. I realized now he was looking at me with his eyebrow cocked and his mouth in an in-between of a smile and smirk. Then I realized I still haven't said anything.

"I made chocolate" I just blurted and this just made his eyebrow go further up. I closed my eyes and inward my lips went as I was mentally kicking myself. I should have said hello, said something or anything polite.

"Hello mr. Changretta good afternoon" I'm going to start rambling. One of the reasons I don't usually talk is I ramble.

"Luca" He looked so amused.

"Luca are you going to invite her in" thank goodness Mrs. Changretta "Pen come in darling im sorry Luca forgot his manners why are you not wearing a proper shirt?" She guided me in as you could tell Luca was biting his tongue.

Then Angel came in to view in an armchair with his feet up.

"Hello Penelope" He nodded to me and I nodded back.

"What have you got there Pen" Mrs. Changretta still had her arm wrapped around me looking at the chocolate I had wrapped in cloth.

"Chocolates Mrs. Changretta" I follow her to the kitchen, that's where we usually sit and have tea.

"Oh lovely I made some lemon cake too" I smile to her and then I see Luca leaning against the wall of the entrance of the kitchen.

"Pen have you met Luca yet? He just came back from London on business" so that's where he's been the past couples week. I just nod and smile to her.

She already had everything set up at the table for tea. I sat down, back facing Luca, which is rude but I can't bare sitting facing him. Mrs. Changretta sat next to me, she was talking and I was nodding along. But could feel him staring at me.

"Luca dì ad Angel di venire qui e di sedervi entrambi è passato molto tempo da quando vi siete seduti con vostra madre" and with what Mrs. Changretta said I heard Luca leave the room.

But it was not for long. Angel appeared and sat across from Mrs. Changretta then Luca came from my side and sat right in front of me. Well I suppose this how I die. From a panic attack.

Mrs. Changretta and Angel were talking in Italian. I just smiled and sipped tea as I was fighting an inward battle inside not to visibly start hyperventilating or fidget. While I could just feel Luca's eyes on me unwavering.

I just feel his legs under the table. He had long legs. His arms took up half of the table too. I just put my hands in my lap and tried to keep my legs inwards.

I couldn't stop myself from fidgeting. My leg was bouncing a mile a minute until it suddenly stopped.

It wasn't by my own will. I froze as I slowly turned my head to the man in front of me. I stopped breathing.

Then it registered that his hand was on my knee because his arms were under the table now. Mrs. Changretta and Angel were still talking not really paying attention to us. I made eye contact with him. His head was up high and he had the damned smirk on his face. My breath was shaky and my lip started to quiver. I wasn't breaking eye contact with him now.

It's like time stopped. Everything slowed. It was like me and Luca were the only ones in the room.

I started to feel his hand tighten around my knee but moved little up passed it grabbing my upper thigh pressing my leg down I could feel his rings through my skirt that was riding up a bit in the process and his eyes traveled down to the table where my legs would be then back up to my eyes again to move his head side to side ever so slightly that only I could notice.

Then he withdrew his hand and said something to his mother in Italian.

I was just sitting there trying to compose myself. I could feel the heat still on my face. It might seem small but I've never had a man besides my brothers touch me before especially like that. Maybe it wasn't in the way I think but it just felt different.

Soon tea was over. I always offer to wash everything after. I thanked Mrs. Changretta for inviting me as always and for the cake. She says your always welcome here and she leaves the room with Angel.

With Angel.

Luca did not move from his chair while I gathered up everything from tea and put in on a tray. I stood there with the tray and looked at him for confirmation on whether I could take his plate and cup. There was still some cake, chocolates and tea left.

He was leaned back in his chair, his head cocked up to me, his legs spread out and his arms loosely crossed. He looked very comfortable.

That would make one of us.

I looked down at his plate and cup back up to him. He just had an eyebrow raised at me. He's going to make me talk isn't he.

"C-c-a-an I?" I took a shaky breath in as I gestured to whats left on the table.

He nodded.

I quickly took everything and walked to the sink.

I could feel his eyes burning into my back.

Then I heard his chair pull out as I turned on the sink. I hoped he was leaving but again I don't have that kind of luck.

I felt him lean on the counter by me as I was washing the dishes.

"I'll dry" as he took a cup out of my hand. I tilted my head to him and now it was me raising an eyebrow at him.

"You're a guest you shouldn't be cleaning up" He was just looking at me. I couldn't read the look but it was making me nervous. He always makes me nervous. Honestly he's the only person that has ever made me this nervous.

"I r-really don't m-m-i-i-n-nd, it's s-s-o-o nice Mrs. Changretta in-nvites m-m-e-e o-over-r-r-r" my hands are starting to shake.

I just kept my head down and washed but he stayed next to me with a towel in hand so I started to hand him things. We started to created a rhythm and a comfortable silence. My hands eventually became steady after a while without effort. I eventually started to enjoy the closeness of us being side by side together. He even started humming. It sounded like one of those wild jazz band songs too.

I would pass a look here and there. I honestly never a saw a man do the dishes before. But here he was, a man who I heard Marta back at the shop gawk about going up in mafia ranks back in New York, with his sleeves rolled up drying dishes. He was also doing it contently smiling back at me.

And it was warm, not cocky, fake or weak. He was smiling warmly at me.

I smiled back in the same way and looked back down blushing.

We were like that for a while. We weren't in a rush. It became very comfortable.

Almost like how a husband and wife would be.

Translation

Can someone get the door?

Can someone get the door please?

Mama can you go get the door please?

Angel can you go get the door?

Lazy

Oh we don't need a maid

Luca go get Angel and sit down it's been a long time since you sat down with your mother.

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Part 3

March 3, 1919

Can you take me

Luca Pov:

Angel was right she was as quiet as a mouse. But I honestly didn't mind it that much. It was actually kind of funny to me. I started to come to the shop periodically after the first time. I usually come with Angel. Angel comes to say he's actually contributing by watching the shop, but he usually just flirts with the seamstress Marta. She's a typical Italian girl. Penelope is usually in the back doing the stitching and things. She's rarely upfront. I don't really have a reason to be back there without seeming like a creep. I started to get Angel to come with me in the early mornings so I could catch her to say Goodmorning and hold the door for her. But she always would just give a light smile and nod.

"You're being foolish Luca" my brother found this whole thing very amusing.

"Nah what can I say she's got me" I shrug as I'm looking at the slight crack of the door in the back room. I could see a little glimpse of her.

"You know you could just ask her to take your measurements if you want to make a move without scaring her off" then he started laughing.

"What" I slap him in the shoulder, but he didn't stop.

"I can't believe I'm giving you advice on women" he wouldn't stop, I was starting to get offended. But it's true I wasn't ever too choked up over them before this. I don't know there was just something about her.

"That's actually not a bad idea little brother" I pat him on the back as I start walking away towards the back room.

When I walk in Penelope is kneeling on the ground going through fabrics in this bottom draw.

She doesn't even turn around. I walk to her until I am looking straight down at her. She still doesn't look up.

"Can you take me?" I say coming out more seductive than I intended.

She finally turns her head up towards me. Still not saying a word just to look up at me to look down right after. She just looked down at my shoes.

"Can you take me?" I say more demanding this time than seductively.

"E-e-e-ex-use-use m-m-m-e-e" she looked like she's starting to shake. Her face is completely flushed. But she was making eye contact with me now.

"Can you take me for measurements?" I say tilting my head to the side smiling at her. She just looked down again and nodded.

She got some things from the table near by I presumed were for measurements. She lead me to the showroom with her hands folded in front of her and her head down.

Not many people were in there except Marta and Angel. Penelope stopped in front of a mirror facing towards me looking down. I went in front of her and she then went behind me.

It feels like I forgot how a suit is made almost in a paranoid way turning my head around to her until I feel the measuring tape at the nape of my neck as I feel it going down my back I start to smirk. I start to feel it lighter and lighter on me as it goes down. I can feel her hands shaking.

Then she moves to my side. She puts the measuring tape at my shoulder bone and goes down my arm. Her lip is quivering. Then I realize her whole body is shaking like a leaf. She has the tape so light on me. I could tell she was trying her best not to actually touch me even with her shaky hands. This probably be my prefect time to talk to her but all I could do is look at her. The light was coming through the glass window in front of the shop and was right on her. It made her brown hair look lighter and empathized her blue eyes. The sun made them a clear light blue. She was breathtaking.

Suddenly, she was in front of me. She was just standing there looking down, fidgeting with the tape measure. I didn't know what to do, it's like she was waiting for something. She then slightly looked up a bit her eyes going back and forth at my arms. It still wasn't hitting me until her shaky hand slowly came to arm and raised it up then it hit me.

"Oh I'm sorry" I raised my arms. She let out a slight sigh.

"It's been long time since I got a suit made" it was somewhat a lie. I usually have my uncle make mine in New York from time to time. She didn't acknowledge it as she wrapped the measuring tape around me and put her hand lightly on my shoulder to let me know to put my arms down. I now noticed her breath was shaking.

Every part of her was shaking. I usually had the effect that I scared people but I have to say this is new. She used the back of hand to raise up my arm again. She now was biting her lip maybe to stop the quivering. I liked her lips. My eyes started to travel down her body. She had nice curves they weren't too out there but they could still be seen. I liked her figure.

"You need to steady your breathing" I almost jumped at the sudden voice.

"Excuse me" I raised my eyebrow at her.

She looked annoyed but she was looking up at me.

"You started to breath heavi-il-ly" it seemed like any annoyance that gave her any resolve left fast as her eyes started to lower again.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize" I didn't know whether I should be amused or embarrassed. But Luca Changretta doesn't get embarrassed. She wrapped the measuring tape around above my belly button. Then she just stood there in front of me again looking down. She was blushing. I smirked when it clicked.

"Yes I need pants done to" I smirked as she nodded and licked her lips as she kneeled down in front of me.

She started biting her lip again and was just looking at my hand. I was looking at the curve of her chest and realized how high the neckline of her dress was. Then she looked up at me and I just stared at her. God that face.

She got the same look of annoyance on her face again and let out a shaky huff. She took one of my fingers and started lifting it up.

"Oh sorry im not thinking" I raise my arms as she puts the tape measure at my hip and goes down my leg.

"You could just tell me when to put them up" I smirk down at her watching her face become a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. She was taking a decent amount of time on the side of my leg.

"Sorry I thought most men knew" she said with a polite curt smile and her eyes looking up a second just to make sure it wasn't sounding disrespectful.

"Have you done many measurements?" I smirk as I notice her breathing start to become heavy as she pats lightly the inside of my leg for it to part a little. Of all things my breath hitched as she pressed the measuring tape down very high up the inside of my thigh. I started to feel like a kid with this. But even when I was young I never felt like this with a girl.

"Well your brother asks to have them done often he says because of his ever changing weight" she says the last part in a whisper. The slight enjoyment and amusement I was getting from this ended as I slowly turned my head towards my brother. And he immediately raised his hands up from the look I was giving him. But then I saw the look of amusement on him and Marta's faces from this, I knew I needed to get it together.

"You work a lot" that got her to look up at me with a blank expression to just nod and look down again. She was standing as she lightly picked up my wrist so she could raise my arm up to do my waist and I smirked as she took a long breath in.

"Why?" I tilt my head towards her. She was doing my lower waist now blushing.

She shrugged and kneeled again to do my ankles.

"You're finished" she nodded her head to me and walked away.

I just stood there, I think shocked that it just ended. I walked over to Marta and Angel busting out laughing.

"Hey knock if off" I said to Marta low and threatening. She hurried away like a rat to the back room.

Then I turn to Angel "I told you so" he chuckled heading to the office behind the register.

"Well I thought this was an out of the blue idea" hovering over the desk looking down at him.

"Hey well because of that I know she definitely got the hots for you or you just make her nervous" He chuckles again before I grab the cigarette out of his hand.

"How so?" He cocks his head at me as I light his cigarette.

"Well my measurements take five minutes, you had an half an hour session" I froze as Angel grabbed the cigarette back.

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Part 2

Jan 1, 1919

When we first met

Penelope pov:

"La signora Changretta è qui?" I heard something, but I don't speak Italian and I rarely am spoken to here, so I ignored it. Maybe they're not talking to me. Hopefully they're not talking to me.

"Ehi signorina è la signora Changretta qui?" Please go talk to Marta. Usually, people know not to talk to me here or just don't. Sometimes when people talk to me in Italian here, I talk back in Romani. Pol said not to make friends here but to be aware of things. That was like the rule if I was to work here. Don't get close to anyone. So, I just kept organizing the pins and supplies.

"Hey miss are you deaf?" yeah I have to turn around now. When I did I wish I didn't. I don't usually look at boys or men I should say. Ada likes to tease me saying I fancy girls, which I sometimes believed because I've never really found any man attractive until now. The minute I saw him there was just something about him I found attractive. Maybe it was his presence, it reminded me of Tommys for some reason. I always thought I wanted to find a guy like my brother Tommy. Having that kind of head on their shoulders. I starting to realize he was staring but when I realized he was, I realized I was too.

''You don't speak Italian, do you?" I slightly shook my head no. His body language looked like he owned the place. He was obviously a gangster. I know the look now.

"Is Mrs. Changretta here?" I again shook my head no. He was a well dressed gangster. He looked like a businessman. A rich one, I could tell from the fabric of his suit and the rings on his fingers.

"Do you know where she is?" I shook my head again no. I started to look at his hands instead of his face, I thought it would be less intimadating, but I was wrong. His tattoos I hadn't seen those types of tattoos before. I really haven't seen many tattoos before now that I thought about it.

"Do you know if she's going to stop by?" He started to tilt his head to the side down trying to get my attention back to his face, I shrug my shoulders.

"Yes or no?" he's going to make me talk isn't he. He's smirking too. I don't understand why.

"S-she usually stops by once a day but it's never a certain time" I say very softly. I hate speaking English for some reason I like Romani better. He nods, he looks like he about to take off his hat. I don't want him to stay.

"B-but t-there are times when she doesn't come in though" I sounded like I yelled the last part just trying to get it out god sakes get yourself together Penelope.

"Well if she comes in will you tell her Luca came by, her son" I just nod and realize I was fidgeting with my fingers. I don't even want to know how long I was doing that. I thought about Mrs. Changretta had mentioned him to me and the more I think about it she's mentioned him to me very often.

"You have a good day miss" His accent showed as he said that tipping his hat to me.

The side of my mouth moved up a little to smile and nod him goodbye. I went to the window just to watch him leave. He really walked like everywhere he went he owned but this was Changretta territory after all so I guess he did own this area. But he had a humble way about himself. How he tipped his hat to women as he walked by and he said excuse me to this one guy who wasn't watching where he was going. My brothers probably would have beat up that guy. He was a gentleman. I never really met a gangster who was a gentleman like Arthur tries but I don't know this man was interesting. Funny though as I was watching him I starting to drift off in my thoughts admiring his suit. Just working in a tailor shop you start to appreciate a well made suit. I didn't realize he wasn't moving anymore and he was watching me now. It took a minute to process he wasn't anymore maybe I thought he was waiting to cross the street. But the minute my eyes met his turned head toward me I jumped into the corner.

"Te kurel" I put my head into my hands absolutely horrified.

I hoped I never see him again but I knew for some reason that wasn't going to be the last of him in my life.

Translations:

Is Mrs. Changretta here?

Hey miss, is Mrs. Changretta here?

F*ck

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