The Arrangement

Chapter 7 - The Ghetto Sex Shop

- C H A R L I E -

I woke up in Vincenzo's warm embrace. I looked up at him and he was still asleep. I nuzzled my head into his chest and pressed my body closer to his, but that woke him up. 

He looked down at me and saw that I was awake, "Good morning." 

"Morning," I smiled up at him before stretching my legs. The second I moved my legs I felt the pain from last night, "Ow." 

He let out a deep chuckle in his deep raspy morning voice, "Learn your lesson?" 

I nodded as my cheeks began to heat up. 

"Vincenzo," I looked at him with my bright eyes, "Can we talk about some stuff?"

"Hm," he hummed, "You say my name a lot." 

"I like how it sounds," I shrugged. 

"Well I like how you say it." 

I giggled before taking in a deep breath, "Are you just going to use me?" 

"Piccola moglie ," He put his hand on my waist, "No I am not going to just use you. I'm going to treat you like my wife, even if it was arranged. Fuck, if it was up to me we wouldn't fuck until you were ready, not the first night." 

I nodded, "Thank you, but it's part of the contract." 

This wasn't the Vincenzo I saw yesterday. Yesterday he was cold, ruthless, and hypersexual but now he's being nice. 

He must've read my thoughts because he went right back to normal, "You should get out." 

"What?" I looked up at him. 

"You should get out." 

"But-"

"But nothing," He cut me off, "I'll treat you like my wife and fuck you like my whore, that's it. You need to get out, I'll see you tomorrow." 

"No," I snapped back at him, "You're not going to treat me like I'm one of your whores."

"That's what you are right now, yes? We're not married yet and you wanted to fuck me last night."

Tears began to boil in my eyes. No man had ever seen me like that and I've never done anything with any man, and now he's treating me like this. 

"Fuck you," I stood up and ignored the pain, "You wonder why I'm so fond of Kahn." 

I walked past him but before I could get out he caught my wrist, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" 

"Kahn wouldn't talk to me like this. Kahn wouldn't treat me like a whore. That's the most I've ever done with someone and you're going to call me a whore? Fuck you." 

"You have quite the mouth on you," He looked down at me, "That goes for multiple things." 

"Pig," I spat. 

"I will fuck you right here and right now," He pushed me against the walls, "You said you wanted to talk, so we'll talk. I'll treat you like my wife in public and how I want behind closed doors. You aren't to be with Kahn without me there, you're both lucky that he's still alive. You will not talk to me like I'm not superior to you because I am." 

"If you get to treat me however behind closed doors then I get to do the same. You don't own me. I'm your future wife, not property. We both grew up in the mafia Luciano," I smirked, "Two can do whatever this is." 

He breathed down on me in silence before letting me go and storming away. I rolled my eyes and walked to the elevator. He's such an asshole. 

I got to my room and with no surprise there were four people waiting in my room, "Oh god."