Chapter fifteen: Make me mad

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I took my phone, seeing Tyler's name pop up

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I took my phone, seeing Tyler's name pop up. Liam noticed and shook his head no.

"Hell no, love." He took my phone, immediately declining the call. I stood up, faced him and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Liam, you can't do that." He raised his hand as I tried to get my phone from it.

"You're too short, Ce."

"I'm serious, Martinelli." He rolled his eyes before giving me the phone back and sat down on my bed. I looked at my phone. The hesitation settled in on whether I should call Tyler back or not.

"Non pensarci nemmeno." [ Don't even think about it .] I looked back at Liam.

"Shut up." I dialled Tyler and put him on speaker.

"Celeste! I'm glad you answered ." Liam rolled his eyes.

"What?"

"Can we meet up?"

"Why? So you can get your hands on me and then hand-deliver me to Vlad." Liam smiled while silence overtook the other end.

"Celeste, I'm trying to help you."

"Tell me now then."

"I'm begging you. You can bring that stronzo with you."

"When and where?"

"Today at three pm, at the "Laver" restaurant. I'll have a table reserved." I hung up and turned to Liam.

"I'll kill him for calling me an asshole." I sat down beside him.

"I'll kill him first." Liam smiled.

"So, will you bring me with you?" I nodded.

"You're kind of like my security now since you said it yourself, so yes." He stood up, turning around to face me.

"Alright. I'll drive us there. Which car do you prefer?"

"Bentley, Mercedes, McLaren or Audi. You pick." He looked surprised.

"Interesting. We'll go with Mercedes." He left the room without another word, leaving me alone at last.

Liam was lying to me about something. My first ever doubt of the Martinelli was becoming a reality. He was hiding something from me and I had to find out before he could use me. Or worse, destroy my family with me.

I took my phone, tucked my gun in the back of my pants, just in case I had to have protection. Even though Liam would be there, I didn't need his help. I was strong enough to save myself. I left my room, quickly rushing towards the front door. Liam was already waiting for me. He was dressed in black dress pants and a white, dress shirt. I had black dress pants, a black halter-style top as well as black heels. My hair was straightened and I had a black clutch purse with me. Liam looked up at me as I approached him.

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