Don't try to change me

Part 33

The horrific lights of the Slovenian check post vaguely came to appear as we moved lazily on the highway. Mario clutched my hand that was aimlessly resting on my lap, to give me last drop of motivation.
Have you ever got the fucking fear of fucking getting caught while doing fucking illegal task???
Fuck no!!!

I was pretty sure my face was turning into every shade of rainbow as we headed nearer. I never realised the mafia shit cost this much. From the corner of my eyes, I looked at Mario as he calmly snacked the last of his bag of chips. How he ate like that in that situation and still rocked, I never understood. The bitch had gifts.

"Brand will massacre everywhere if something happens to you...  you know that"
He said between sucking the salt from the tips of his fingers. And somewhere I knew he was right.
Goddammit!!! Thats why I couldn't hate him.
And I also knew that I loved Brand way more than Brand loved me.

I smirked, pulling out my phone to see if Brand had texted me back....no surprise....he hadn't. I cursed under my breath, clicking off my phone.
"What?" Mario grinned "Did your pornhub membership expire?"

"No I ran outta money on webkinz" I joked.
I gripped the sides of my seat the second the roaring engine hushed and our jeep halted to stop at the check post.
"Lets get this over with" Mario sighed, fastening a watch over his wrist, covering his mafia tattoo. He slid down the window and the cold breeze stung my cheeks. I wrapped my hands around my prego belly as an officer to be in his late 30's with silvery hair and creepy dark eyes appeared from the window. I noticed his hand hovering over the gun strapped to his belt.
He looked like a bag of milk.

"Möchtest du sagen, wohin du gehst?"
(Would you mind telling where are you guys going?)
He said while licking his thick swollen lips. Nasty!!
And it clicked to me to get into action.

"Ahhh JESUS the head is almost outtt"
I screamed and it was a signal for Mario to begin the drama.
"I had enough!! Can you fucking die already? I would never let you fuck me with your micropenis again...Go to hell"
I continued screaming spreading my legs, resting them at the either edges of my seat.
God damn!!I looked a chicken fuck!!!
Mario chuckled softly while the officer stared at me like a psychopath.

"Baby just hold for some more"
Mario said rubbing his hand on my fucking padded belly.
"Offizier!! Meine Fraue steht kurz vor der geburt und mochte ihre Mutter bei sich haben" (officer! My wife is about to give birth and she wants to be with her mother during her delivery)
"Sie lebt in slowenien" ( she lives in Slovenia)
Mario exclaimed like a damn pro and scooted me into a side hug. The officer didn't say anything and stared at us expressionless. He took out his walkie talkie to fucking play on it. Asshole is probably playing fortnite.

"Schnell das fahrzueg checken" (check the vehicle quickly)
He ordered something to his subordinate officials via walkie talkie that I didn't understand but Mario got that fag and pinched on my arm to work our plan.
I sensed that fuckhead sounded danger!!

"Goddammit! I hate you. I hate everything about you. Looking at you makes me want to climb up really tall and jump off you incompetent dildo"
"Eat a dick both of you"
I got so overwhelmed by the situation that it really slipped out of my mouth which made the officer's face blush and eyes popped out. He realised the fact that a lady who is in her pains could say anything in-fact she could ask him to eat a dick. He instantly fetched his walkie talkie and ordered again.

"Lass sie gehen" ( let them go)

"Danke dir" ( Thankyou officer)
Mario said with the most disgusted cheesy smile, his eyes lightening up like a fat kid who is about to eat birthday cake and moved our SUV. As it moved my heart that was stuck in my fucking throat fell down to its place.

"Goddd!! I couldn't believe I did it. I did that for the man I loved. Jesus christ it feels tremendous".

I busted out laughing, gripping my sides and wiping away fake tears. I felt a wave of joy float through me as I shouted.

"Yaya my girl! You are just incredible"
Mario turned and displayed a wide, squinty eyed smile. He looked at the rear mirror to confirm our safety that was obvio we were and opened up a beer for him.

"Dont " Yaya my girl" you punk. You pinched me so hard on my bicep. It was a dick move"
I huffed taking his beer to have a sip. He laughed as he loosened up his collar and dialled a number on his phone which was quickly answered.

"Boss we have done it. We crossed the fucking check post"
WTF !!
Bastard Brand !!
He didn't even replied to my text.
But I was dying to hear his voice.

"Put on the speaker"
I demanded Mario which he did of course.

"Leave Yaya with Jacob to take her back to state and you meet me at the port"

"Why the fuck you didn't reply me?"
Before Brand could hung up I shouted in complete annoyance.

"Shut up Yaya"
He almost yelled at me and hung up on me.
There was complete silence now.
Godd!! I just wanted to vanish that moment.

" Brand can be very unpredictable sometimes"
Mario calmly said resting his arm on my shoulder playing safely with the bitch hiding inside me.
I was a petty bitch, I knew.

"And he can be a fucking asshole too. I swear I am gonna buy a minibus and ran it over him." I scoffed.

"That's true he deserves that but Yaya you need to understand his situation right now... he still has to recover his cartel". He sounded so pure.

How could he not reply me. I m his lover. And to make things worse he yelled at me. I knew yelling at me was definitely not a part of this plan. To be honest I expected some appreciation. But retrieval of his cartel was still his priority.

"Fine" I muttered " but just so you know, if he yells at me one more time. I'll fine someone to give him AIDS. Don't even think this is joke. I am very creative when I am mad".

Mario smirked gripping the steering wheel putting the jeep to maximum speed. We arrived at the point where Jacob was waiting for me to take me back to Austrian mafia estate. I sighed with my disappointment as we parked. It was hard to be mad at Brand for anything, but especially hard on that day. Yep it was a big day for him and I could only wished for what he wanted.
It was what we call love. I guess!!

I didn't die guys!!