Matteo and I left the hairdresser's and got in the car.
Matteo has given the order to his driver to take us to the dentist, and he agreed to the order.
Hours later, we were together walking into an overly fancy shopping center, one I recognized because my mother often comes here with her friends for Friday afternoon tea every week to catch up with everything that has happened in his social circle.
I only came to accompany her, I was too young to have to sit and listen to gossip with my mother's best friends from university, rather, she always gave me 200 dollars and I would go to the bookstore to find what books to buy for me. They were missing in my library.
Matteo had surprised me by telling me that we had come shopping, since he had been in charge of buying me everything that referred to casual clothes, but not a dress for a gala night because that was what his happy business dinner was about; It was a gala party, everyone had to go with the men wearing suits and the women wearing elegant dresses, and in addition to that, we would wear masks that no longer covered around our eyes.
"What kind of dress would you like to wear?," Matteo asks at the same time that we take a tour of the second corridor of the shopping center, because in the first one we did not find any store, we only found a couple of places for drinks, food, refreshments, and a space to sit down for those who did not expect to go to get into a warehouse for hours there.
"I have no idea, I've never worn a dress," I reply to Matteo by way of confession.
Matteo turns to look at me surprised and at the same time as if he was very terrified, he looked at me as if I had confessed to some crime that he had done, and I deserve to be in jail right now.
"That? Is it really very rare for a girl my age to tell you that she has never worn a dress before in her life?," I ask him while trying to put a fun mood with my comment between the two of them.
"The truth is that I have always dated girls who look very feminine, they are always very well groomed, with makeup, hairstyles, wearing elegant and sexy clothes at the same time... Yes, it is very strange for me to hear a girl say this to me," he replies.
If he had always dated girly, sexy, etc. girls, then what was his problem with me? Why had he kidnapped me if he knew I was nothing more than a nerd who didn't know how to look sexy?
"Then why did you kidnap me if you knew I wasn't a sexy girl to you?," I asked, feeling quite offended by his comment.
Matteo's eyes widened, terrified that the people walking by us hadn't heard what I said.
"Be quiet! No one has to know what I do, or who we are, or what we are, have you understood?
Matteo says, I could hear in his tone of voice that he had felt threatened by me, that made me smile mischievously, and I could see that that smile made Matteo angry.
But I regret doing it because I had to suffer the consequences afterward.
Matteo took my hand as if to make it look like we were a couple in the eyes of the people who were looking at us, however, instead of us continuing with our task of going to find the dress that I had to wear for his business dinner, he forced me to the exit door of the mall, and we got into the car.
Matteo ordered his driver to take us home, he demanded that he do it quickly, he was furious, I could see it in his eyes, and I immediately felt terrified to think what was going to happen to me now that we got to his house.
We arrived at the Salvatore mansion, the driver parked the car, and before he could get out of his chair to open the door for us as he always did, Matteo rushed to take me with him to the second floor of the house.
I could feel how my feet were dragging on the ground because I couldn't find any way how to walk at his pace, he was much faster than mine, and I felt that my feet were going to end up killing me.
"Enough! You are hurting me!," I yelled at him, he had grabbed my arm so tightly that I never thought he would ever want to let go.
But Matteo didn't answer me, as I could, I went up the stairs, and as soon as we got to my room, Matteo threw me on the bed with such force that I fell lying on top of the mattress in a prone position.
I felt tears invade my eyes, however, I had to contain myself, I had to be brave because the truth is that I didn't want to have to receive this treatment from him anymore.
Matteo was ready for anything, to punish me as he should, because when I least expected it, the sound of Matteo's jean belt was invading the entire room, I felt a chill run through my entire body because that was all I needed to realize what Matteo was really about to do.
And I didn't want to, the truth is that I didn't want to do it with him, I didn't like him at all despite the fact that he was completely a physically very handsome boy, but just thinking that Matteo was about to hurt me, they took me away for complete the desire that there could be something between the two.
That? Maybe you're thinking that I am going crazy? How could she be starting to have those bad thoughts about Matteo if he was one of the worst mobsters out there? If, it even seemed that him being in love was the worst.
Or, well, that was something that I couldn't confirm was going to be so true.