Though he hadn't spoken, and his stature was imposing she was not alarmed by men like him. She spent most of her adult years tattooing men like him. Though she didn't spot any on him, he was completely covered by his suit. Usually made men had hand or neck tattoo's, he had none that she could see.
She snapped her eyes back to his not wanting him to think she was undressing him with his eyes, she was but it was like an artist wondering if the canvas was blank or not.
She stood her ground and crossed her arms, her past had made her feisty. Her home life had scarred her on her view of men. Knowing that nothing that could happen would be worse than what she had already suffered as a young girl, it made her somewhat fearless.
She stared straight into his eyes and challenged him, "Let go of my door." She tried to close the door, but his large hand pushed the door wide open, and he walked inside ignoring her completely.
Staring at his wide back as he walked past her she heard his reply, "Angelo sent me."
She thought for a moment and relaxed, "Okay, sure come right on in make yourself at home." She replied sarcastically but he did just what she said.
Why would Angelo send him she thought.
She walked into her living room following him, and she closed her front door. He was glancing around taking in her small apartment before he headed into her compact kitchen.
He opened her fridge and cupboards before sighing and glaring at her.
"What?" She barked out. What was his problem and why was he snooping she thought.
He looked her over before answering, "Pack your things, you're coming home with me."
She stood in shock taken aback by his smooth voice and his reply. Who was he to order her to do anything.
"Home? I am not going anywhere with you." She firmly stated.
He huffed before he walked to her bedroom. She quickly followed after him. She watched him scan her bedroom and saw him reach for her backpack on top of her closet and open her closet.
"What the f*ck do you think you are doing? I am not going anywhere with you." She exclaimed in disbelief.
He glanced at her for a moment before then starting to put items of her clothing into the bag.
Maybe no one usually spoke with him like that. She didn't care. He was in her home going through her things with little care for her feelings on it.
He walked to her chest of drawers and her heart sunk, he opened the drawer pausing for a moment before man handling her underwear into the backpack.
She felt no shame though, he looked like he didn't care so why would she. It was just material after all, what's a bit of lace.
She folded her arms as he pulled out her charger from the wall and placed it in the bag. He then entered her bathroom and packed up her brush, make up bag and toothbrush. Her backpack overflowing.
Angelo had done this with Raven because he loved her and because they belong together. But why was this imposing man wanting her to take her home with him she wondered for a moment before standing firm in her resolve she wouldn't be leaving her apartment.
She waited for him to finish as he still had not replied to any of her questions. He was clearly doing as he wished at the moment anyway. But she would not be going anywhere with him never mind his home.
She had a full day of tattooing scheduled and she had never cancelled a client before and she would not be doing so now.
Finished in her bathroom he turned to her and asked, "Easy way or hard way?"
Her eyebrow rose at his question. She would not be going with him but if he insisted, she would not make it easy for him. It wasn't in her to be a damsel and go with whatever a man wanted.
He huffed out clearly seeing her response in her stance. He stepped towards her; she didn't back down though.
In one swift movement his arms wrapped around her legs, and she was thrown over his shoulder. His strong arms where warm and firm against her body.
"Just what do you think you are doing? Put me down." She wriggled against his firm arms kicking and hitting him.
He didn't budge, walking out of her apartment and down her stairs.
Smack.
She stilled against his body. Did he just spank her bottom… she was both infuriated and embarrassed. "You…" But his next words stopped her.
"I won't hurt you. Be good." He stated. His voice was warm, and she felt he was sincere.
He worked for Angelo. Angelo and her, she thought had an understanding of mutual respect. Even if it was only down to her and Ravens friendship, he would not harm her or send others too.
She waited until he set her into his car before trying to run again. His powerful arms caged her.
"Give me the day." His eyes held her in place and halted her movements. They looked like they were pleading but surely, she was mistaken.
She sighed and moved to sit properly in the seat, and he buckled her in. He smelt like coffee, leather and bad decisions.
"Good girl." He soothed before closing the car door and entering the car on the driver's side.
Her cheeks were flushed and heated, she didn't dare look at him.