Bang Bang You (Paul Stanley x reader)

Part 6

Resting your head against the window, you got lost in your thoughts. Just wondering how you got into this mess, getting your friend to help kidnap you for whatever reason. Then getting time alone with this mob boss, looking at his apparent "fake" accounting paperwork as a test to see if you wouldn't take your father into account, now this. Literally bag over your head in a car to take a "break".

"Now this can come off" you heard as you felt the bag being pulled from over your head. Squinting against the light that your eyes came into contact with as you realized the car was parked.

"This is your idea of a break?" you asked looking at the place he stopped at.

"You don't like ice cream? I mean we could go somewhere else." Paul said as you shook your head.

"No it's fine. I just didn't think you would stop here." You said as you unbuckle your seatbelt, and opened the door as Paul did the same. Coming around and offering his hand to you. You took a second of hesitation, then took it as you got out, trying to not laugh.

Which didn't last long.

"Are you laughing at me or the situation?" Paul questioned, as you put your hand over your mouth.

"Does both count?" you respond through giggles, as you see a small smile creeping up on his face.

'Well I've never seen anyone laughing being held by me. I guess there's a first for everything." Paul said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Have you ever taken a rival's daughter out for ice cream before?"

"Well saying it like that you would think your father would be furious, as well as sounds like we are going out on a date." Paul said as he started walking as you walked behind him, looking around as people took in Paul's appearance. Wearing a full suit with you dressed casually in jeans and a shirt that somehow he had in your sizing.

Which makes you wonder, did they plan this or was it a mistake and they happened to have clothes that fit you?

Paul walked up to the ice cream place, opening the door for you as you walked in. And finally realized the time. Which would not be a time that this place would even be open. Paul pulled strings to have this place open up for you.

You walked in, seeing the attendant behind the counter that looked a little jumpy. Then again you wouldn't blame the kid probably got the call from the boss explaining the situation.

Probably thinks I'm Paul's girl and any wrong move Paul was gonna blow him away. You thought, as you couldn't help but pull up the parallels between this situation and the things that your father would do for your mother when she was pissed at him.

"You can have anything you want at all. Just pick." Paul said simply as he leaned against the counter, which gave the attendant a good view of the gun that was strapped to his side under his suit that was opened to reveal the dress shirt underneath.

Which was something the attendant couldn't keep his eyes off.

Paul snapped his fingers, as you and the attendant jumped.

"Let's go start scooping out samples of stuff to see what she wants. You have oh 5 minutes." Paul said as he pulled his phone out scrolling and clicked on a timer.

"We have over 30 flavors for me to scoop out all those samples and for her to try them--" the attendant started as Paul looked at him over the counter with a raised eyebrow.

"For that I'm making it 3 minutes. Then your boss is going to have to be worried about having to clean up your brains all over this nice white flooring." Paul said as he clicked the timer back 2 minutes, as the attendant opened it up and started scooping the little sample spoons into the containers.