Mr.mafia doesn't scare me!

Ten

"Where we going?" I asked kind of nervous
"To my house" he said oh shit now I'm worried
"Oh uh" I started I really didn't know wat to say, I wasn't scared because for some reason I trusted him.
"Don't worry, I was actually going to show you the... umm ice skating rink." He said
"You have an ice skating rink in your house?" I asked
"Well yeh, it's only small but well I never got it removed" he replied.
"What do you mean removed?" I asked
"It umm, well. My ... oh nothing, don't matter" he replied
There's something he's not telling me and I wanna know but I won't push it just yet since he clearly doesn't want to talk about it.
we arrived at his house, wrong mansion!
"Wow" is the only word I could say, I was stunned. It's so beautiful.
"Yeh I know it's big, sometimes too big since most of the rooms aren't used. It gets kind of lonely, well except for when my brothers are  around" he said
"You have brothers?" I asked interested
"Well not by blood, but they are the on few people I truly trust" he told me.
"Do you trust me?" I asked suddenly
"So far you've done nothing to make me think otherwise" he answered
I smiled before we both got out the car.
We headed inside and his house got even nicer, big glass windows, nice views, decorated nicely with modern furnisher and absolutely spotless.
"Umm the ice rink is down stairs in the basement" stefano said
"Oh ok" I said following him down the hall
We passed a dark door that had a few locks on and a code pad was on the wall next to it
I wonder what's in there that he don't want people to see
We walked down the stairs and I was immediately blown away at the sight
It was a decent size ice rink with a few seats around, and the walls were all one massive fish tank full of fish that swam around happily
"This is amazing, the most incrediable thing I have ever seen" I said stunned
"Thanks, I wasn't sure at first but it has grown on me" he replied
"Who designed it" I asked
"My younger sister" he replied quietly
"Wow she's a great designer" I complimented
"Yeh she was" he replied
Was? I decided not to think anything off it, he did say he didn't always speak good English
We grabbed a pair of skates and I wobbled onto the ice rink
I turned around and looked at stefano who was stood at the entrance with the skates on
"You coming?" I asked
He just stared down at the ice as if he was picturing something
"Are you ok?" I asked
He looked up and smiled
"Yeh" was all he replied while stepping onto the ice
" i haven't been on here for years so I'm a little rusty" he smiled
"It's ok, I'm not that good at skating. Who uses this then? I mean if you don't use it. Surely you don't just let it stay closed off?" I asked
"Well actually that's exactly what I do, no one uses it"  he replied
"Why? It's so beautiful" I replied
A sudden wave of sadness covered his face
I slowly skated to him and placed a hand on his shoulder
"It's ok" I said
"My sister used to use it, everyday she would practise but she died a couple years ago. No one has used this since" he said, anger and guilt filled his eyes
"I'm so sorry" I whispered
"No, please don't" he said
"Don't what?" I asked
"Don't give me pity, it's all my Fualt she is dead" he replied looking away
I stepped back a bit as he flinched away,
I slipped and was about to fall when his hand wrapped around my waist
He pulled me back up and our faces were really close
"We don't have to stay here if you don't want to" I said breaking eye contact
He still had his hands on my hips firmly
"No, I want to stay here Con te per sempre" he answered
(With you forever)
He then slowly lent in and kissed me, I started to kiss him back
His lips were soft and felt perfect, our lips moved in sync
It didn't feel forced or rough but it felt soft and meaningful
After a few minutes we pulled apart and locked eye contact,
"Maybe I should take you home, it's late" he said
"Ok" was all I could say still shocked
Maybe he wanted me to leave because kissing me was a mistake
Maybe he doesn't like me
Maybe he just wanted a hook up but I wasn't a good kisser
Maybe he thinks it's a mistake
Maybe he thinks I'm a mistake