CHAPTER 5
Adelina
Curse Matteo and curse his soft lips. He had no right to kiss me, yet he did so anyway.
And I hate to admit it, but … it was thrilling.
And it wasn’tthatbad.
Ok, fine. The kiss was actually pretty nice. But I hate that he ripped my first kiss away from me like that. As a good mafia girl, I was taught that my first kiss was supposed to happen on my wedding day, but now, that’s not going to happen.
God, Matteo is good at getting under my skin. No one else has ever bothered me the way he does with his casual, carefree energy and his ripped jeans and scruffy beard and …
Just all of him. I can’t stand any part of him.
After he leaves, I run up to my room and take a shower. I need to get the feeling of him off me, from how he skimmed his fingers down my arm to how he kissed me. I scrub my skin until it becomes red. Who does Matteo think he is, touching me like that? Kissing me like that? It just goes to show how wrong we are as a match. A good mafia man would never have done that to me.
But a biker like Matteo doesn’t have a care in the world. He seemed to get off on teasing me and making me uncomfortable.He’s sick, is what he is. No one in their right mind would enjoy doing that to another person.
Once I’m scrubbed red, I get out of the shower and lean against the counter, taking a moment to calm down. I need to get a hold of myself because this anger is not healthy. I’m normally the calm, cool, and collected one in my family. I don’t like feeling so unhinged. It honestly scares me a little.
After I get dressed, I head into my room and fall back onto my bed. I only have a moment of peace before Serafina knocks on my door. “Adelina, we need to talk.”
“Come in.”
She bursts into the room and quickly joins me on my bed. “What was up with you today? It was like I was looking at my sister but not. You were a stranger. Does Matteo really bother you that much?”
“Yes! He’s insufferable. He’s disgusting. He doesn’t have any table manners. He doesn’t respect any personal boundaries. How am I supposed to marry a man who drives me insane?”
She holds up a hand. “Woah. What do you mean he doesn’t respect personal boundaries?”
I pause, clamping my lips shut.
“Uh-uh.” She pokes my arm. “Speak. Tell me.”
“Fine. When Matteo followed after me, he sort of cornered me against a wall.”
Her eyes widen almost comically. “He did what? Damn, I wish that was me.”
I swat her arm. “No, you don’t. Trust me. Matteo is a pig who has no respect for me. If he did, he never would have kissed me.”
Serafina almost falls off the bed. “He kissed you?!”
“Yeah,” I mutter.
“No. I need details. Tell me now.”
I shrug. “What’s there to tell? He kissed me. It lasted a few seconds, and then it was over. Honestly, I wasn’t really impressed.”
“You’re lying.”
“I am not.”
“Yes, you are.” She pokes my arm. “There has to be more. Besides, you and I both know you’ve never kissed anyone before. I seriously doubt it was bad. Matteo doesn’t seem like he’d be a bad kisser.”
I roll onto my side and prop my head up with my hand. “Only because you’ve been fantasizing about kissing him for the better half of a year. Trust me, Serafina. You would have been disappointed, too.”
She frowns. “Are you just saying that? Or do you actually mean it?”