The light coming in from the open window stung my eyes. I covered my face with my palm and groaned. I brought my legs down from the small couch. My body ached from squeezing into the small thing. I yawned slowly, stretching my arms and squeezing my eyes shut tightly. I sat on the couch, examining my sorroundings.
I gasped as I turned to a fully awake Stephano seating in the bed and starring at me carefully, his ocean blue eyes not leaving my face. His arms were folded and made me notice his bulging muscles more. He had taken off his suit jacket and was in just a black T shirt and his black pants. His hair was kinda messy, he looked stern, angry even.
"Good morning boss." I spoke slowly. Worried about how I look, my eyes would probably be a little red and my hair messy.
"What the hell went down last night?" His cold stern voice asked.
"Oh... Nothing much except for you drinking your ass off, getting rocked by a girl and almost being shot leading me to rescue your ass and drive us here under your father's commands." I ranted quickly. I was a little pissed as I remembered what happened last night.
Pissed at his fucking careless ass.
He scrunched his brows and looked towards the ceiling thoughtfully.
"I remember a little...Not much." He spoke.
I stood up, arching my spine and hearing my bone snap a bit.
"Why did you sleep on the couch?" He asked.
"There was nowhere else, the floor would be rather cold." I answered neutrally.
"You didn't think the bed would be big enough for two?" He asked dumbfoundedly, raising a brow.
"I didn't think it will be appropriate to share a bed with my boss." I answered.
He didn't respond for a while.
"What did my father specifically ask you to do?" He asked.
"He asked me to drive here, stay here and wait for his next commands."
"He didn't say why?"
"No he didn't. Just said it's safer here."
He sighed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"Did you get hurt from last night?"
"No, I am alright." I answered calmly, "do you know who could have attacked us and why?"
"Probably." He answered in monotone.
"What would you like to eat boss?"
"You decide." He answered standing from the bed and walking into the bathroom.
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"You can't leave boss." I starred neutrally into Stephano's eyes, I stood at the door, his tall figure loomed above me, causing me to lift my head a bit to stare at him.
"You don't tell me what to do kitten, get away from the door." He answered cooly.
"I was hired to protect you, your father would have me skinned. At least let me do my job." I answered.
"What do you think? I am some little kid or spoilt teenager. Do I look to you like I can't protect myself? Only my father knows why he got me a bodyguard, and such a pesky one at that." He replied.
"What?!" I gasped angrily, "pesky? Well Mr. I don't need protection, you are the one who drunk your ass off last night and got us here, who saved your ass? I did. I didn't get a thank you for that though but I am not asking for one, you didn't ask for a bodyguard but you got one anyway and that hadn't changed so..." I was blabbing now, Stephano's eyes darkened slightly, he put both his arms to the wall, trapping me there and leaving me so close to him with no escape. He starred deep into my brown eyes.
"You talk a lot." He interrupted calmly, his blue eyes were dry of emotion as he starred deep into mine, my eyes wandered to the bright pink of his lips and his tatted neck. He leaned towards my ear slowly.
"I am not to be controlled il mio piccolo gattina now get out the way." He said coldly, using his thick Italian accent which he rarely used. I found it exciting but I flung it to the back of mind and tried not shudder under his gaze. I was tense and unmoving.
(Translates: My little kitten)
"You are in the mafia, you have to get used to guns, killings, drugs, and reality Principessa. It isn't for the mild at heart, a rough night at a club is simply barely a whiff, it shouldn't have u hiding in a fucking room the rest of your life. And... Watch that pretty little mouth of yours or I will find out if it can do more than rant." He blew hot air onto my neck, it made me shudder slightly. He pulled away.
I glanced towards the ground, flushed. I picked my confidence up and looked at his speckless angel-demon face.
"We will get a pair of clothes you can change into, we shall be going out tonight." He turned away, walking towards the bed and grabbing his jacket.
"Let's go bambina."
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I walked out of the store beside Stephano, wearing sunglasses. We had grabbed a few clothes. He had me get a dinner gown alongside the black coat and black pants I insisted on. I did need to get a pair of undies to change into, I remember blushing beet red as I quickly grabbed a pair of black underwear.
"We will head back so you can change." He spoke as we got in the car.
I nodded stiffly.
We drove silently to a fast food restaurant. That did surprise me a bit and reminded me of the day my tummy emberassed me while with him. He made me stay in the car while he got out.
He came back few minutes later with a bag.
"Eat." He handed it to me.
I stood in the bathroom with the black mermaid gown on. It was fitting and beautiful, I could see it while starring at the mirror. It was long sleeved and flaunted a lot of my curves.
My heart ran several miles, goosebumps appeared on my forehead and I bit my lip hard as I cursed myself for picking this one that had fucking bottons. I knew I wouldn't be able to do it on my own and I dreaded the thought of calling Stephano.
I took a deep breath, squeezing my eyes shut tightly.
I turned the door handle,stepping out. Stephano was seating on the bed, typing away at his phone. His eyes shot up to me.
"What is it bambina?" He asked, raising his brows and creases appeared on his forehead.
"I can't seem to botton it." I sighed.
"That's alright." He stood up from the bed,walking toward me. I breathed in sharply, baring my back to him.
I felt him behind me, but he didn't move or speak. I bit my lip and breathed out harshly.
"Please don't say anything." I pleaded, my mind unease.
I gasped as I felt a warm finger trail up my spine, tracing the huge scar I had on my back. I shuddered and moved away quickly.
"How did you get that?" He asked, surprise evident in his voice. His finger moved again, touching a small tattoo on my back. "And this?"
The tattoo said silento, it was an evidence of my past. Another was beside it. Puttana.
"Forget it please, just help me with the buttons." I pleaded squeezing my hands into fists.
I felt his hand come up, doing the buttons. I felt his gaze on the scar all the while until he completely covered it with the buttons.
I turned to him. He was in his usual suit. I caught a faint hint of worry and confusion in his eyes but he hid it as soon as I turned.
"Let's go." His monotone voice ordered.
I fastened my seatbelt as we drove.
I walked beside Stephano as we walked into the place, it was a big event hall, and I could hear loud music as we walked into the place. There was a stage at the far end of the hall and guests cheered as they were entertained by the dancing of half nude girls. It was an awkward gathering, there were men in suits and women in revealing wears,many of them holding a cigarette in their hands. And probably high from the drinking and drugs I could see around.
"Relax, play cool, no eye contact." Stephano ordered in a whisper.
We walked into the crowd. "Stay close." He added.
I jumped as I felt a hand grab mine. I gasped and turned.
"Hey." The familiar face smiled at me. Hector.
"Hector, why the fuck did you make me come here when we could meet at a safer destination?" Stephano asked, irritated.
"Sorry man, Rossi insisted I come to his party and you need it badly so you have to come get it here." Hector shrugged, he had a cigarette in his hand, he took a whiff.
"Hand it to me Hector." Stephano said.
Hector put his hand into his pocket, pulling a small box out. Stephano quickly grabbed it before anyone could notice.
"It's all cool." Hector smiled.
"Fuck... They are here." Stephano froze for a brief second, his eyes wandering round the crowd carefully, his face remaining neutral. "You bastard."
"Shit man." Was all Hector said. I found myself clueless once again.
I felt Stephano slip a gun into my hand carefully.
"Use it on anyone who tries to follow. Stay close, stay alert and lets make it back to the car."
I would ask what's going on. But I knew now wasn't the time to be talking.