Cesare's POV:
Unknown: We're in
A number which I recognize as Tito's text me, I don't have his number or any number saved on my phone, there's no point in saving the numbers, that's a waste of time, I don't even use one phone for too long so I leave them unsaved.
Me: Lay low. We'll be there in 10
I type my reply and send to him, my eye flickers to the door briefly but I don't see her forthcoming, what the fuck is taking her so long? I'm growing impatient.
Going to the contact section on my phone, i didn't have to search her name before seeing it, it's up there and bold, the only number I have saved. I'm about to dial it when the door clicks and slowly creaks open. Again my eye flicker briefly from my phone screen to her door, she's the one.
I turn off my phone and slide it into my pockets giving her my full attention, my eyes greedily feed themselves on her luscious body looking all sexy in that little dress. It hugs her body in all the right places and exposes her curves the right way
I watch her squirm under my gaze and I resist the urge to chuckle at how nervous she is. I can tell she's giving herself that mental pump, something I've noticed she does frequently especially when she's nervous. It's amusing watching her put up all of this act, I see right through them but I won't tell her that, I want to know how long she can pretend to not be affected by me
Looking more confident, Tabitha strides down the porch to the car which I'm standing beside. This confident part of her is equally quite interesting. I throw the door open for her all the while trying to not think of her body underneath that dress and how much I want to take that dress off of her, the effects those thoughts have on me is oddly strong seeing as something is already getting hard. Forcefully, I take all those thoughts to the back of my mind, can't be spotting a boner right now
"Piccola" I say when her much smaller frame gets to me, her fragrance hits my nose registering itself in my head, this is a new one, smells differently from the one she's used from when I met her. This one smells more intimate and erotic. I swallow back the growl that already started bubbling at the back of my throat as a strong urge to pull her to me and nuzzle my face in her neck flows through my body but I hold it back and instead keep my face bare of emotions
She gets in and I shut the door after her walking brieskly around and settling in the drivers seat
Tabitha's POV
"Seat belt Piccola" Cesare says gruffly as he starts the car, this is a different car from the other ones I've seen, it looks like a rolls Royce but I don't know what model or year, I don't know a lot about cars, I only know that I like a cool ride and Cesare doesn't have anything except cool rides, the interior of this is red and it's so cool and sleek unlike the other ones I've been in that are all black, this is the first of his cars I've been in that has a color other than black in them.
"Exactly how many cars do you have?" I ask reaching for the seat belt and I wrap it around my body securing it in the seat belt holder.
"sixty five" he says nonchalantly
I start laughing "didn't think you're capable of making a joke. I have a hundred cars" I say still laughing hard but it starts to die down when I see that he's not laughing with me. Wait, he's serious?
"You're serious?" I say in disbelief.
he takes his eyes off the road settling them on me for a few brief seconds "I don't make jokes piccola"
"Okay! I get you, can you focus on the road so we don't crash?" I exclaim and he just chuckles. I pause and look at him in bewilderment. Did he just chuckle? Like a real chuckle not his signature smirk but a real chuckle? maybe today's a good day afterall
Not wanting this moment to end so quickly, I continue on the conversation. Who knows, maybe I could get him to chuckle again or maybe even laugh this time. I've never seen him do that "65 cars is crazy, do you like have a house for them or something?" I ask
"They're at my house" he answers nonchalantly like it's very normal for people to have sixty five cars parked in the garage of their house as he smoothly wheels the car to the left joining the major road. I'm not gonna lie, I think I enjoy watching him drive a little too much, he looks fucking sexy controlling the wheel with one hand while the other hand just does whatever he wants it to do. That day at Colton's office I did enjoy the ride well too but of course, I'll never tell him that.
I want to ask him another question about the car but I just remember that there's something more important to ask so I quickly switch questions "where are we going?"
"Work" he simply says taking another left turn
"Work?" I repeat a bit confused, how is getting all dressed up by 7pm work?
"Yea, you work for me now"
"When and how did I start working for you?"
"Please don't kill me, I can be useful" Cesare says in a fake high pitched voice "does that line ring a bell?"
"Hey! I don't sound like that!" I say a bit offended
"No?"
"No I don't" I confirm " do I even have a say in this?"
"No"
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"Remind me why I'm doing this again" I whine, We're now in front of a big building. Cesare had filled me in on what my job is. It's actually a bit simple, just find a certain man, give him the paper that Cesare had given to me, he's going to take me to a room and hand something else over to me then I'm going to leave with it but if things get a little out of hand then Cesare will send someone to come pick me or he'll send a text saying I should leave. Easy right? We can do this Tabby!!
"Because you now work for me" Cesare replies immediately
"Right" I mumble, my eyes cast down as I tap my feet on the ground thinking about how to go about this
"If this makes you better, I'll have my eyes on you the whole time" He makes an attempt to encourage me which doesn't really do much to help but right now I don't have a choice, I have to prove that I can actually be useful because that's the only way I can avoid getting killed by him and I have to also make sure to not get killed in here today
I sigh and look at the club again, the big buff and drunk guys dressed like thugs and the girls who barely have any clothing on hovering around these guys, the broken bottles laying in different corners of the ground and the loud music coming out from in there makes it obvious what type of club this is. It's more like the ghetto gangster clubs and these poor girls are obviously being forced into this. A shiver of disgust runs down my spine when I try to imagine what these girls have to go through and what will happen to me if I'm caught in between their cross hairs.
"Go in Piccola, we don't have time for this"
I groan knowing that there's no getting out of this, I gotta do it. I quickly lift up my right hand sticking my pinky out
Cesare looks at me confused "what?" He asks
"Pinky promise dummy"
Now it's his turn to look at me ikr I've grown two heads "what does that even mean?" He asks still clearly confused.
I scoff "can't believe you don't know what a pinky promise is"
"It's a promise you make with your pinky finger, we're gonna lock pinkies and that's what will represent the promise that you made, if you break the promise then I'll break your pinky" I explain sticking out my pinky again for him
Cesare looks like he just heard the most ridiculous thing ever "no, get going bambina, there's no time for this" he says firmly
"come on, it's just a pinky promise, are you scared that you won't keep to the promise or you're scared of breaking your pinky?" I press in hopes of getting him to make the pinky promise knowing fully well that even assuming that he may be scared in the slightest form will gnaw on his ego and Cesare will not let that happen, it's not that I don't trust his words alone, I know that Cesare wouldn't let me get hurt but the pinky promise is just like a seal of it, it just makes me feel better
As expected, Cesare doesn't take my last statement lightly because without saying another word, he sticks his pinky out too and loops it in mine
My lips spread out in a smile "wasn't that hard now was it?"
"What promise am I even making?" He asks and I laugh a little at that. He pinky promised without even knowing what promise he was making
"That you're gonna come get me and not let me die in there" I say seriously
"Go on in Piccola" Cesare says in that tone he uses when he's not leaving any room for arguments or buts
"Yes boss" I say trying to imitate how I imagine his boys answer him, a fake deep voice and a fake serious look on my face does the job
The sweet relaxing sound of Cesare letting out another chuckle fades out as I step out of the car and into the cold windy night, a confident smile is on my face, i feel better knowing that Cesare's here with me.
Walking into the club wasn't as hard as I expected, I did get a few nudges and arms trying to grab me but nothing more than that, most of them were busy drunk out of their minds and forcefully shoving their tongue down a girls throat. The familiar stench of alcohol fills the room, the music is loud and they're people littered all over the place, this place is more like a sex house because in almost every corner of the place they're men shamelessly banging helpless girls.
I don't want to be mistaken as one of the sex workers here so I immediately try to locate the door that Cesare had told me to go into, a private room at the end of the hallway, in there I'm going to find Solotov, the man I'm supposed to make the exchange with. I look down at the paper Cesare had handed me, it was neatly folded into two, Cesare had told me to not open it, just hand it to Solotov but of course I'm not gonna do that, I did open it when I got into the club but I couldn't comprehend what was written on it, it was written in another language which I don't recognize so I folded it back the way it was
I put on my most confident and fierce look as I walk down that hallway, the hallway isn't an exception of the sex house because there's also a lot of banging going on here, they're about 6 doors that I've passed so far and I assume they're all private rooms too and the doors are not too far from eachother after the sixth door there's they're no doors and nobody fucking against the wall until the seventh door.
Solotov's room has two men guarding the front door, I get a bit weary when I get closer, I don't stand a chance against these two guys in front of anything goes wrong. Their eyes are already on me so I can't back down now. Let's not be scared, Cesare's here. I try to encourage myself
"I'm here for Solotov" I say to the men standing in front of the door waving the paper in front of their faces as if that made me look more serious. Surprisingly, they didn't stop me from going in. Now that's bit suspicious. Wearing the same confidence, I stride into the room and again things are exactly how Cesare said they'll be.
There's a man, one whom I assume is Solotov, he's laying on a big king sized bed, this room is quite big, I don't bother to look around at the things that makes up the room, not like I even have time for that. Surrounding Solotov is a group of naked girls who I'm sure you've guessed right what they're doing. He doesn't notice me walking in but the girls did and they get a little antsy as they see me. What is this, a septsome?
Rage builds up inside of me watching how these young girls are thrown into such a miserable life, being treated like they're some sort of sex toys. These 6 girls in bed with Solotov don't look like they're older than 18 and some aren't even up to that.
"Solotov" I say a little loud so he can hear me over the music, he immediately stops what he's doing and looks up at me, just like I did with his boys, I wave the paper in front of me. He throws the girl on top of him to the side as he sees the paper, my eyes follow her as she flys to the edge of the bed, almost falling to the floor and her head hits the head board. I try to hold in my anger and keep my face neutral so I don't fuck this up
He doesn't bother to cover himself as he stands from the bed, his still hard dick dangling shamelessly as he makes his way to me, I try my hardest to keep my eyes up, I might throw up if I look down. I hand the paper to him, nicely if I might add, these men can literally kill me here before even Cesare can blink so I have to play it cool.
The serious look that takes over his face after he reads the paper tells me that this must be pretty serious. Solotov grabs his bathrobe laying on the floor and ties it around his body
"Come" he says walking out the door and I follow him, so far everything has happened as Cesare said it would and that makes me feel much better, knowing that he's in control of the situation. I follow Solotov out and the two men who were standing at the door follows behind me too.
Having them at my back is making me more nervous than I thought but I don't give in to the nervousness. All four of us try to fit into the elevator, It feels really stuffy being in the midst of all these big dangerous muscles. Nobody says a word, the elevator ding breaks the silence
Solotov walks out first before the rest of us, this floor is quite the opposite of the other one, there's no one up here and the only sound that can be heard is that of our footsteps, we stop at the first door and Solotov puts in his pin to get the door open. As usual he walks in first followed by me but this time around the door closes and clicks shut after me.
I almost turned back to check if the door actually locked but that'll make me look suspicious right? I swallow hard as I walk further in to this big office with Solotov, I'm guessing this is his office and where he handles all the illegal sick shit he does. I can't emphasize on how glad I am that he's not trying to make small talks and he's not asking me any questions too because I don't know what answer I'll give to any questions he asks.
He goes directly to the book shelv by the right and from the middle of the books piled there he pulls one of it out and flips it until he finds what it is he's looking for, probably what I'm supposed to collect from him. Suddenly, two gun shots are heard followed by two thuds.
Instincts kick in and I immediately duck down, crawling to the back of the big couch laying at the corner of the room. I hide myself beside it and didn't poke my head out until I felt safe enough. It could be anybody out there, Cesare's men or Solotov's men, I have to keep myself safe until I'm sure who it is.
Solotov now has a gun in his hand pointed towards the door and he walks slowly to the door ready to leave a bullet with whoever was at the other side. I hold my breath as I watch Solotov slowly open the door but as soon as he opens the door he goes flying to the floor, his gun slips from his hand landing a few inches beside his head and Chloe walks in. Chloe?
I stand from my hiding place "Chloe?"
"Come here amigos" she says in that accent that sounds more pleasing than I like to admit. I start taking small steps to her but stop when I see Solotov from the corner of my eye pick up his gun
"You bitch!" He snarls standing up swiftly from his position obviously recovered from the kick Chloe had given him but once again Chloe is faster than him so before he fully stands to his feet or even points the gun at me she releases a bullet to his hand. Solotov wails falling back to the ground clutching his now bleeding hand
"You're not touching her motherfucker" Chloe spits, she uses her free hand to motion me to start coming still not taking her eyes off him. I quickly run to her hiding behind her taller and bigger body.
Solotov didn't relent though, the next minute he's on his feet again and pointing a gun to Chloe who also has a gun pointed at him.
Another gun shot and another thud is heard, I freeze.
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