Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Chapter 11 (Kylie)

I didn't know that the Famiglia accepted men that were only half Italian, but what do I know about the Mafia, not much.

The stubble on his jaw is new. The dead look in his eyes as he approaches me isn't.

We never had much of a relationship.

Vincent was raised by his mother and until a year back he was only a name attached to a teenage boy.

But ever since that day in the restaurant I wanted him to notice me, like I noticed him. That day he wasn't just a guy with a name,

he became more,

even after he ignored me, pretending that I was nothing.

But why try so hard to pretend unless it could be something right?

It is no secret that I want to have a close relationship with him but not like the one I share with David and Michael, I want more. He knows that. I know he knows, because I told him recently. However, it would never be. I have accepted it.

What other choice do I have, when all he ever does is remind me I am nothing to him. I’m aware that my feelings for Vincent won’t just shut off.

It can't die without being flamed, because to kill something it would have to be rooted- a lifeline, a living thing.

his hatred for me, or ‘deep disregard’

and center. Reno’s death came at a high price and soon the Famiglia would

long after that when they figure

flesh I don't take my eyes off the six foot three inch man

his suit jacket brushing my bare arm, eliciting shivers

you doing here Kylie? Go home! I’ll

crinkle in what I can

Nostrils flared in disgust.

finest weapon, shattering me with

talking about the times Vincent

but now,

so much on my platinum plate, that

his statement rips me.

moment, so frail. And as my tears threaten to

me of what little bit of self morality

stripped off, leaving me naked, vulnerable , freezing in my

me, but it sickens me that he does it over and over

to be strong enough

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