All Because of an Accident|

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Guns & Hugs
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I SAT WITH Alice as she ranted on and on about Elizabeth. I nodded and smiled along with her, wanting this to be over with.

In all honesty, this Elizabeth person sounded amazing. And perfect for Prince.

I mean she's known him all her life, which is a positive sign of knowing what he wants. She grown up in this mafia business and knows way more than me.

Plus Prince is my boss, not a boyfriend. Although I can't deny the fact that I see him differently than I did when I first met him.

He did, after all, choke me. Repeatedly. And threaten me. Also repeatedly. But now he's being more open with me and honestly, I'm loving it.

"Then this one time while Prince was training with Marcus, Elizabeth threw herself off-" Alice chuckled before getting cut off.

"Wait, wait, wait. Go back." I said as I look at her intently.

"Back? Back where? We just came in here." She mumbled as she looked around and at me clearly confused.

"No I mean back to Marcus." I clarified. She looked at me questionably before talking.

"Marcus is my nephew. He and Prince were as thick as thieves, although ever since you arrived, they haven't been speaking much." She explained with a smirk.

"Uh-hu where does this Marcus live?" I asked, ignoring her suggestive gestures.

"Well he lives in Italy with me and my husband, but he came here with me. He's usually lurking around." She finished, taking a long sip out of the wine glass.

"Do you think I could speak to him?" I questioned as I waited for her to put down the glass and get a reply.

"Mhm, I'll just have to find him first. When I do I'll send him to you?" She said in a questionable manner. I nodded and smiled.

"Thank you."

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"Do you have a gun?" I asked as I stopped Aidan in the hallway. He looked at me funny before moving his jacket to the side, showing me the lethal weapon.

"It's perfect." I say as I reach for it. He stops me by grabbing my wrist, looking at me like I've lost my mind.

"Why would you need a gun?!" He asked as he lowered his head, maintaining eye level with me.

"For protection of course." I say with a sweet smile.

"There are over fifty bodyguards working here." He deadpanned. "And those are just the ones who showed up for work today."

"Really?! Damn, y'all got too much money.." I mumble. "Just trust me, I need it."

"No, not til I know why." He stated. Crossing his arms after he released my wrist. I sighed as I looked around, making sure the coast was clear.

"C'mere." I whisper as I pull him by his tie, dragging him to a nearby room. I shut the door and turned back to him.

I filled him in on everything. Starting from what Vivian told me to when I found the camera and stopped when Alice told me Marcus was here somewhere.

"Wow.. that's a lot." He says. I nod my head and point at his gun.

"So, can I use it? Just for today." I asked.

"I can't." He replies with regret.

"Why not?" I asked, pouting slightly. He sighed as he ran his hand through his blonde hair.

"If the boss finds out you have a gun, and that I'm the one that gave it to you, I'd loose a lot more than my job." He explains.

"I understand, I really do but if Marcus tries something I want to be able to protect myself." I argue. "And you're the only person I actually trust enough to ask."

"Plus don't you want at least the chance to know you could've done something to help the women he's hurt?" I finished.

His face scrunched up together as he debated whether or not he should give it to me.

If I told Prince what I was doing, he'd try to stop me.

"And you're sure that he's the one that put the camera in your room?" He asked and I nodded. "And that he's doing all those things to the maids?"

I nod again, hoping that this would convince him. He sighs again before carefully handing me the gun.

"Just be careful- keep the safety on." He advices. I took it from him and jokingly scoffed.

"I know how to use a gun." I state.

"You do? Why?"

"..old family problems." I mutter as I examine the gun. He stares at me before pulling me into a tight hug, my arms falling to my side as he squeezed me in his arms.

"Oh, wow, you're strong." I wheeze as I struggle to breathe. He chuckles as he pulls away and I smile.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked as he rubbed my arm. I shrugged in response.

"Maybe later, I've got a criminal to catch." I say as I began to walk away. He laughed and said something along the lines of 'everyone here is a criminal'.

"Are you sure you don't need help?" He shouted after me. I stopped and turned towards him.

"Actually, yeah. Can I have my phone back?"