𝐶𝑅𝐼𝑀𝑆𝑂𝑁 𝑅𝐸𝐷| 18+ ✔️

XVII. Clothing Hanger

  Kitrill is very quick to come up to me and help me down the stage. "Hi!" I said. "Hello," his nasty grin appears again. "Brazilian accent, remember!" Penny says.

And I swear if I was with him he'd get slapped. A sigh was big and bright in the ear piece, then I realized how quiet mr.talk-a-lot had gotten quietWhat's wrong gorgeous?"

The man asks me while lifting my chin up. I found myself frowning. "Okay! We need to get him alone and aroused." Penny says through the mic.

"Nothing, no no, I was just hungry." I smile and nod. "Oh! Then I can get you whatever you want to eat, Babygirl."

BABYGIRL!? "Alone! Alone, Anna!" Penny yells in the mic. "No- it can wait, I'd rather go to your place." I run my fingers up his chest. In response he grabs my waist so I now feel his hard-on on me, ew.

"What about yours?" He smirks, "uhhhhh"

"Shit," Lorenzo finally speaks. "My roommate has the house to herself tonight, best if we go to yours." I chuckle. "Sure thing, honey bun." He says.

"Honey bun.." Lorenzo basically scoffs out, as if he doesn't have cheesy nicknames for me. Nicknames that i lovvee.

I hold the man's arm as we walk out of the event. Adrenaline pumps through me knowing that if this man knew who i was, he'd kill me on the spot.

Knowing this man on my side is trying to kill my family, trying to destroy my Mafia.

Kitrill gives his keys to valet parking and within minutes a nice ferrari in the color lime green comes around the curb. "You really like green." I chuckle

"It's bright and it grants me attention." He says as he literally pops in a cigar. I started coughing as a response, I hate smokers.

"Sorry, Dear can't help addiction." His voice began sounding like grading metal. "It's alright." I smile. He opens the passenger seat for me and closes it, then he enters his car himself and off we go.

The night is old and the city lights in Paris really stand out. I was amazed by the view of the Eiffel tower from afar. Paris is a wonderful city.

As I look outside the window a hand creeps up my thigh, then in between. "Save it for the bedroom, hm." I say, "i see, a classy girl." He smirks "yes," I almost felt bad for how gullible, excited and proud he was becoming with himself.

Almost.

Ironically, Kirill was staying at the same hotel we were staying at. "Golden Gates, what a lovely hotel!" I quirk up, the hotel is trash I just need everyone to know where i am.

"You like this, wait till you see the bed." His voice rings around in the car. He helps me out to the car, and to my surprise he lifts up in bridal style.

I do not like this surprise. I yelped unexpectedly, as he carried me inside he twisted his ankle trying to manage me and make a face that made me outburst into a giggle.

Pimp is struggling, huh?

His room was a big fancy suite with a nice king sized bed. I tried to compliment it but I couldn't get any time to interrupt his dirty talk.

Once he finally finished talking he came closest to me and tucked my hair behind my ear resting his hand on my cheek. "I'm excited," he says.

"I can feel it." I smile sarcastically."I mean why would a girl like you ever come up here with a man like me?" He says, stroking my cheek.

"Are we going to go get her?!" I can hear Lorenzo huff in my ear. "A girl like me?" I raise an eyebrow pretending to have an interest in what he's saying.