Mr. Mafia's Bodyguard

Chapter Forty-five

Lately, every minute that passes by only troubles me. There is this bad gut feeling there that knows something pretty bad is about to happen. I am walking down the street in simple clothes and thinking of going for a walk in a nearby park and getting my thoughts together. I try not to get lost in my thoughts and get hit by a car as a certain blue eyed man pops up in my mind. I can't possibly nurse feelings Stephano, now is a really bad time, for even a small crush on him, and I don't think there ever will be a good time. I tuck my hands in the pockets of my jeans and the cold wind hits me, making me wish I got a jacket. My loose hair flies around my face and I let it, too occupied with thoughts. The deal is going to be cut tomorrow. Stephano had been pretty busy, he and his dad. I had escorted him to the warehouse today, not entirely thrilled to face Stollo again after the previous incident. The man didn't spare me a glance though, and I was half glad. At this point I had it all figured out, the drugs the Italian mafia were going to sell to the Russian mafia were lots and you would wonder where they got their hands on them and how they plan on exporting them. That is completely nothing, compared to the bigger thing they were here for. I look up at a middle aged, balding man leaning on a wall with a cigarette between his lips and I have a sudden urge to get high, forget all about the bull shit going on. Forget that Stephano's father is cutting a very dangerous deal with the mafia tomorrow, something that doesn't just concern the mafia, but the whole country. This was only the first face of the deal, there is a chemical substance they have got on them and were trying to get across some American terrorist to sell it to. A chemical weapon. I arrive at the park and I sit on a bench staring off into space. I don't want to betray Stephano, he is probably going to get into huge trouble when they cut this deal, if he doesn't die in the process of it all. I know the location the transaction will take place, and Stephano is going, I have to come along, it's all part of the plan, to ensure there are very few casualties. I put my hand into my left pocket, and it brushes against the cold metal in my pocket, a knife. When I don't have a gun, I have a knife, and when I have a gun, I still have my knife, it won't run out of bullets.

I think of Stephano and wonder what he is doing right now, looking for me? I didn't tell him I was leaving. I just snuck out while he showered. My phone buzzed and I quickly pulled it out and held it to my ear.

"Agent Whitestone." A cold male voice addresses me across the line.
I hum a response.

"An agent has been sent to the location, to deliver everything you will need to communicate with us secretly and efficiently while on this mission."

"Well I am right where you asked me to be."

"Good. You will be located soon."

I slide the phone back into my pocket and my eyes scan the park for any sign of someone suspicious. I whip my head quickly as I hear a loud thud on the bench. I turn to look at the small black case on the bench. I look up just in time to see a man in a black coat walk away with his gloved hands tucking into his pocket. I grab the case slowly and my phone buzzes again. I pick it up.

"Agent, we expect you to give us real-time updates."

"Of course."

"If everything goes as planned, you will be getting your reward as promised."

"Good."

"We will keep in touch from an hour before the deal is to be cut."

"Yeah."

"Inform us of any casualties before then. We have men on ground ready to go through with the mission, now you have to play your last role here."

"I will."

The line cuts and I tuck the phone into my pocket and take a deep breath. I can't let anything get in the way, not even the undeniable sparks between me and Stephano. Everything is worth risking for this mission, it will save many lives.

My phone buzzes for the third time and I reluctantly pull it out.

"Ariana! Where the fuck are you?" Stephano's angry voice comes across the line.

"Calm your horses, I went for a walk."

"You should have at least told me before leaving." He grunts.

"Yeah." Is all I can manage to say, I feel... Depressed.

"Everything alright?" He asks, I hear concern in his voice, and for the millionth time I want to rethink it all, let myself fall for him.

"Yeah, what do you say we hit the club tonight?" I ask, a sly smile on my face.

"What?" He gasps, "you wanna go?"

"Yeah, I feel like drinking my sorrows away for one night." I admit.

"What's wrong, Ari?" He asks. I smile at the name.

"I just wanna loosen up tonight, I am remembering my past for some sick reason." I mumbled into the phone.

He sighs across the line and I hear shuffling. "Alright, where should I pick you up?"

I smile.

                        ***

Stephano hooks my hand in his as we walk into the club. The familiar environment, the usual smell and the neon lights. He walks to the bar and we sit and order drinks, he looks at me with concern in his eyes as I gulp down a glass of alcohol while he sips his slowly. I give him a weak smile and take two more, my throat burned and I was starting to feel effects. I lick my alcohol wetted lips, with my eyes on Stephano's. He is wearing his white button up and dark pants, he had the first three buttons down and I can see a gold necklace resting on his tatted chest. I purr and lean closer to him and his eyes darken. I whisper into his ear in a husky voice.

"I am going to fulfil your dreams tonight Stephano."

He bites his lower lip and he looks rather.... Confused, shocked. I smile before hopping off the stool and grabbing his hand, pulling him to the dance floor with a sly smile. He stares darkly at me and for that moment, all worry, all thoughts of danger and all sense of doubt leave me and all there is, is longing. Longing for those plump lips to capture mine like they did the other night.

I start to move my body, dancing just like he always wanted me to. Swaying to the music and shaking my hips, all the while my eyes on his and the sly smile never leaving, he bites his lips again as his eyes run down my body. I had gone back home to change into a black mini gown before we came, it was simple without designs and I paired it with flats, wanting to feel comfortable tonight.

I turn around and push myself into him, feeling the warmth and hardness of his body, adding to the heat I felt at this moment. I grab his arms and wrap it around me, before rolling my hips backwards, into him and feeling the hardness of his member against my ass. I grin. And I kept at it, slowly and sensually, feeling wetness seep my panties and hearing him curse behind him.

"Fuck." He gasps, his voice dripping with ecstacy. "What are you doing to me Ariana?"

"Fulfilling your dreams." I reply, "or fantasies..."

He chuckled behind me, a low, deep sound.

And I repeat my sensual movement, eliciting a groan from him. I smile to my self as his arms tighten around me, he spins me, making me face him and he pulls me into him and hold me, so my breasts push into him and his arms traps my body flush against his and I stare at him with hooded eyes. His eyes are clouded with lust and I can't help but want to pull him in for a rough kiss, so I do it. I grab his hair, tugging him down harshly and capturing his soft lips in mine and kissing him passionately, his mouth was open from shock so I slid my tongue into his as our tongues battle for dominance. His hand squeezes my ass and I moan into his mouth. This is what I want in this moment, there is no denying it, and I am going for it, forgetting all the possible consequences. I am not very drunk yet, so all this crazy feelings can't be totally blamed on alcohol. I want Stephano just as much as he wants me, and tonight, we might both just get what we want.

A/N: Sorry for the late updates. Been recovering from my illness and I still feel quite weak but I will update more often now. Hope you enjoy this chapter.... And the next. Vote, and let me know what you think, comment!