Page 84 of Niccolo (Mafia Kings #7)

Sofia

I was doing some mundane task when a text came in from Niccolo.

It was a poem…

And it took my breath away.

A beautiful, glorious, life-lighting star.

I put my hand to my mouth in shock.

No man had ever done anything so thoughtful for me…

Or so touching.

I texted back, Oh my God!

You like it? he replied.

I love it!

Got one for me? he asked with a smiley face emoji after it.

I thought for a second, then typed, I’m not very good at it, but I have a poem that conveys my true feelings for you.

I wait with bated breath, he texted back.

I typed out,

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I think you’re hot.

I want to fuck you.

After I sent it, I waited for a response – but didn’t get one.

Too much? I texted.

I immediately received a string of emojis laughing so hard they were crying.

Followed by the text,

It’s my favorite poem EVER. Can’t wait to put it into practice again.

I smiled and replied, ME TOO.