I walked out of my bedroom, rolling one of my suit cases along with me, one of the bags over my shoulder and Cecilia had my other stuff. When I walked back out into the main hall, Anthony jumped out of his seat and tried to help till I pulled my gun out of my drop leg holster and pointed it at him.
"Hey, easy now, I won't touch your shit." He said, raising his hands in surrender. I nodded my head before putting the gun back and proceeded to walk.
When I made it out to the car, the wind had once again picked up and the front of my dress had split up to just before my inner thighs, revealing a lot of leg but just enough coverage. I tossed my bags into the trunk and when one of the men tried to open the door for me I cleared my throat and he looked up at me.
"Let's spare this little game so you don't have to treat me like the princess that I'm obviously not." I said and without letting him respond, I opened the door and climbed in myself. A couple minutes later, Anthony climbed into the backseat with me and then spoke in some foreign language that I picked up to be French as he told the driver to go.
"So, the history books are correct. You're family is a traditional French mafia." I said, looking over at him while searching his expression.
"Indeed. But I can't help but wonder, what is a woman like you doing in a library studying about MY family.?"
"You know what they say. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. In this case, I'm taking it to the fullest extent."
"Aw so you do care about me."
"Most definitely not."
"Oh... My poor little heart. I fear you've broken it."
"Good." I said before rolling my eyes and looking out the window. After about three hours, we were passing through Arizona and stopped at a hotel to rest.
"Let me guess. You own it."
"Very clever girl." He said mockingly. I sighed and flung the door open before stepping out of it and the uneven ground hadknocked me off my balance and my heels hadn't helped. A strong hand wrapped my arm to catch me and when I turned around at the man who caught me, I was faced with the same one I snapped at previously.
"Thank you... But next time just let me fall. Again, not a princess."
"True but you are Anthonys now."
"I-I beg your pardon?!" I asked just as Anthony began to drag me away. I couldn't help wanting to now what the man meant but I also really craved sleep. When we walked into the room, I didn't even care about my heels and dress. I dropped onto the bed and sleep instantly took over.
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I woke up a but confused as to how I was in my nightgown, let alone under the blankets. I shook it off thinking I probably just woke up in the middle of the night to change and just didn't remember. I reached for my phone and check the time to see it was 5:37. I set my phone down and rolled onto my side with hopes to get some more sleep. Then I saw that body. Anthonys large, muscular body in my bed, under my blanket, right beside me. I reached my hand out and touched his core, that was rigid from his 6-pack and then pulled away. I got out of my bed and dropped the dress from my body then made way for the showers which was just around the corner, the only cover from people being able to see, a wall. Otherwise, no curtains, and no doors. I switched the water on and stood under the water for a few seconds before a hand gripped my hair and pulled it back so I looked up at him.
"What a sight... I'm a little upset I don't own it."
"Fucking pig." I said and he let go of my hair and turned me around, grabbing my neck.
"While you're with me, I own you. Got it?" He said and I smirked then spit at him. He wiped it off then looked down at me with a strong glare.
"Listen here, Carlie." He paused. Bringing his lips down to my ear.
"I can be nice, but if you provoke me, I'll take that as permission." He said then lowered his head more and kissed my neck.
"Or the deal can be you off and you can have a bullet hole through your pretty little body." He finished then let me go and walked out of the shower. I turned the water off and reached for a towel that was a bit out of my reach and when I stepped out, I slipped on the tiles.
"Dammit..." I groaned, reaching up to grab the towel. I got up and wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom.
"Where are my bags.?" I asked as Anthonys attention swapped from his advisor to me as he scanned the towel on my body.
"Go back in the bathroom." He said though gritted teeth and I simply smiled and sat down on my bed with the two.
"If we're playing mafia, then I can hear to." I said, smirking. His advisor looked at me, then back at Anthony, then me again.
"C'est elle?"
"Oui, mais sois gentil." They said, conversing in french before I cut in.
"Fine, I suppose I could just entertain then." I said, slowly pulling my towel down but Anthony groaned and picked me up over his shoulder so quick I would've had whiplash. He walked into the bathroom and put me down then called someone, requesting that my bag be brought up and it was.
"Dress nice.... We're going to one of my meetings.." He said before sighing and leaving the bathroom for me to change. I unzipped the bag and the dress I was planning on wearing was right on top. When I put on my strapless bra, I changed into my laced underwear and slid the strapless dress onto my body. The sleeves were long and its top was far enough down to tease the eyes and the soft pink dress was thigh length. It was a form fit, perfectly showing off my hourglass shape and made me look skinnier than I actually am. For my shoes, I sided with my suede black heels that laced around my ankle. I dried my hair, giving it a perfect blow out effect and combed it with more hair on one sides part than the other. The soft curls ended just before my butt and when I was completely done getting ready, it was now 6:58. I left the bathroom and walked out to greet the boys.
"Hot damn.... Sir.." His advisor had said, pointing over to me. When Anthonys eyes landed on me I smiled and walked out the hotel room. I could hear him cursing and stomping through the hotel before coming out and following me.
"Carlie!" He yelled as I walked down the stairs.
"Carlie! Stop when I'm calling for you!" He continued and I could tell he was getting annoyed.
"Carlie god dammit!" He said before grabbing my arm and pulled me towards him till I grabbed out my pocket knife and held it out towards him, threateningly.
"Where the fuck do you pull this shit out of?!" He said while backing up.
"No where you need to know about." I said vaguely while shrugging. When he was far enough away from me for my liking, I stuffed my knife away and proceeded walking.
"Do you even know where you're going?" He said while watching me.
"No, but I'll figure it out."