Mr. Mafia's Bodyguard

Chapter Forty-three

Dedicated to BadBxtchAri

Warning: mature scene ahead!

Author's P. O. V
Once again it was just a room and she couldn't help but wonder if that was intentional or a coincidence. Stephano was still downstairs settling a few things as he called it. So she kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed. She pulled out a book Stephanie left her before leaving and decided to read, which is something she rarely does. The door was pushed open and Stephano came in, she turned around to face him as he pulled of his coat leaving him in his white button up and black pants.

"You wanna talk about the bed?" She asked.

"Why? Can't share a bed with me? Fine I will sleep on the floor." He sighed.

"That's not what I meant." She groaned. "You can sleep on the bed and I sleep on the floor."

"Not happening." He frowned.

"Fine, we will share the bed." She sighed in defeat. He gave her a small smile before he started to unbotton his shirt. She watched silently, unable to remove her eyes as his white singlet came into view and he pulled off the shirt revealing his bulging biceps, he looked up at her, he caught her eyes and gave her a wink. She turned away immediately turning back to her book.

A soft knock came on the door. "Room service."

"I will get it." Stephano walked to the door without his shirt, his ripped abs uncovered. Ariana saw the young girl's face turn a bright shade of red and her eyes widen as she set eyes on Stephano. She handed him a blanket, and winked seductively at him before leaving. Stephano closed the door behind him.

"Woah." She shook her head a bit.

"What?" He asked, walking towards the bed.

"She didn't even see me did she? Else it's quite weird to wink at a guy in a room with a girl with his shirt off." She didn't take her eyes off the book as she answered. He was standing so close to her by the bed and she didn't look up for fear of being met with his hard chest and not being able to look away.

He leaned downwards towards her ear and whispered huskily. "Don't worry, I am more into you right now than anyone else."

He smirked before leaning away. She rolled my eyes at him, ignoring the heat that surged through her body at his voice, which was truly hard for her.

He chuckled. "What are you reading? I didn't know you liked to read."

"Not really. Stephanie just asked me to read it so since I am bored and there is nothing else to do so I decided to just do so...."

He nodded softly, towering over her beside the bed.

"Did you intentionally pick a room with one bed?" She dared to ask.

"Yeah." He answered, "wouldn't hurt to tease you for a while, take away your boredom." He whispered.

"I am not giving into you." She mumbled, continuing to stare at the page of the book which she had lost focus on.

"We will see." He grinned before walking away.

She heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and she struggled to keep her mind on the page she was reading, she covered her face with the book hoping to focus. She subconsciously lowered the book to take a peek, he was in his shorts and nothing else. The tattoos on his back were on full display and she couldn't help but admire his physique. He must have felt her eyes on him when he said. "Like what you see?"

She turned her eyes away quickly. "You are welcome to touch if you want to." He turned to her with a grin.

"That's a generous offer, but I will pass." She replied dryly.