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Kalani Reed was a regular twenty-two year old woman who was trying to get the handle on her life. She worked at a small café, lived in a small apartment by herself, and had a kind of boyfriend. Back in highschool, she was one of those...
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SICILY, ITALY
AFTER FIFTEEN CONSECUTIVE hours, the private jet had landed in Sicily, Italy. This was Kalani's first time overseas and it could not be in a worse situation. She caught herself before she could cuss out the man in front of her but he just gave her a look, almost as if he expected her to say something.
She was about to, but that's not the point.
Before she knew it, the door to the plane was open and she was walking herself out - a stark contrast from earlier -, a confident aura around her. She felt like she hadn't seen natural light in years, but it had really been a couple of hours.
A groan escapes her as she stands at the door, blocking the path of the other men behind her, without a care in the world.
"Move." Giovanni's commanding voice says from behind her. He had changed his shirt a few minutes before they landed and was now buttoning his cuff links, his blazer thrown over his forearm.
Kalani rolls her eyes before facing the man and folding her arms over her chest, sizing him up.
"No." She tilts her head with sass.
"Move or I'll move you myself." The bass in his tone does something to her.
She shifts her weight onto her right leg, "Bet."
With narrowed eyes, Giovanni gazes at the short woman before grabbing her and throwing her over his shoulder. He turns so she doesn't hit her head on the door.
"Let me go, you asshole." She screams, thumping her small fists against his taut back, "Put me down."
He ignores her and walks down the steps. Kalani glances at the men behind her to see them all smiling in amusement. She just holds up a middle finger for them all to see, gaining more laughter. Suddenly remembering that she's wearing a dress, she throws her other arm back to pull her dress down to cover her ass.
Before she was thrown over Giovanni's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, she had managed to catch sight of a limo and two more black cars parked in the center of the runway. What she missed after having her sight hindered was the smirk on one of the drivers' faces at the sight of her ass in the air and the deadly glare that Giovanni sent to him. That smirk immediately fell.
The driver opened the back door as his boss approached. Giovanni stood right in front of the limo before he set her down on her feet. He doesn't wait for her to say something that would definitely get him riled up ━ he pushes her head down into the vehicle and shoves himself in to trap her before she can crawl out.
That doesn't stop her from reaching over and trying the other door. However, he anticipates her doing that and catches her before she can jump out.
"Stay put, princess." His words make her freeze long enough for the driver to put on the child locks.
