Mafia Princess // {BWWM} (Malamente sequel)

11

Finally arriving to Mexicali after a tiring day's worth of traveling, Roman stood in front of the motel room door that Gianna said she would be in. He knocked on the door, and when it opened his excitement quickly shifted to anger and rage. "You!" Roman shouts the moment Alex opens the door.

"What-" before Alex could say anything, Roman grabbed him by the collar and tackled him into the ground, landing a couple of punches at a surprised Alex. After the third punch, Alex snapped out of it and raised his arms to defend himself, shoving Roman off of him.

Gianna got out of the bathroom to see the two guys rolling on the ground violently trying to kill each other. "Guys! Stop!" She screamed as she ran over to them, trying to pull them away from one another. First she tried to pull Roman off, but when she shoved her aside, she jumped in between them, risking getting hit. They both stopped in their tracks and she finally pushed them away from each other. "Enough!" She yelled.

"What is he doing here?!" Alex points at him.

"What am I?! What are you doing here?!" Roman yells.

"Shut up! Both of you!" Gianna shouts once more. "Alex is here because he helped me escape. Roman is here because I️ called him," she explained to both of them.

Alex looks at her in distress. "You called him on an unsecured line?! Gianna my father has people for that type of thing! You gave up our location for him?" He points at Roman, offending him.

"I'm her bodyguard," he snarls.

"Yeah? Well you're doing a shitty job at it," Alex spits back, both of them now getting in each other's faces once again.

"Stop it!" Gianna shoved them away again. "I️ had to tell him where we were. He can help us cross the border!"

Roman steps back and looks between the two of them. "Us?" He questioned.

Alex grabs their stuff and starts packing. "We have to get out of here. It's only a matter of time until Manny and his goons show up," he says.

"Can we back up to the part where you think I'm gonna help him?" Roman points at Alex. "Because I'm not."

"Roman-"

"No, Gianna. I️ came here for you, that's it," he states firmly. "Besides, I️ only have your passport and mines so he couldn't even cross if he wanted to," Roman tells her.

"Come on Rome! I know you know someone that can help," she pleaded.

Roman looks down at her, his gaze softening for a moment before looking at Alex in annoyance. "Give me one good reason why I️ shouldn't beat him within an inch of his life and leave him here for his father to find him?" He hissed.

"Because I'm asking- no begging you. Don't do it for him, she waves Alex off. "Do it for me," she whines.

Roman glares at Alex once more before finally giving in. "Fine," he hisses, making Gianna tackle him in a hug. "I️ know a guy in Tijuana that specializes in this sort of thing. Not many people know about him because he works too close to the border. I'll give him a call and tell him we're on our way."

"Thank you-"

"Shut up," Roman cuts him off, "pack up, and let's go," he orders as he walks out the room.