Mafias Bound by One

Chapter 2

✰Jenna✰
We lay down on opposite sides of my nice big bed. "Goodnight Grey," I yawn. "Goodnight Jenna," he says. I feel arms wrap around me. He pulls me closer to him. "What are you doing?" I whisper. "Cuddling obviously," he says. I shrug and fall asleep. When I finally wake up in the morning, I carefully crawl out of bed trying not to wake Grey up. I go to put a few things away. "What the hell," I hear Grey groan. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Why did you get up?" he asks. "To get dressed and all," I say. "But you were warm," he says still groggy. "Sorry," I laugh. He rolls his eyes. He gets up. "Do you mind if I shower?" he asks. "Go ahead. If you want to throw your clothes out the door I can wash them," I offer. "Sure you don't want to take them off yourself," he whispers in my ear. "Very funny Grey," I roll my eyes. "Mhm," he nods. "Someone is in a good mood," I whisper. "I slept well," he rolls his eyes. "Did you now?" I smirk. "Yeah I did," he says. "Go shower," I say. He rolls his eyes and goes into the bathroom. I get dressed in jeans and a blouse. I take his clothes and wash and dry them as fast as possible. I set them on the bed as he comes out of the bathroom. He's only wearing a loose towel and my eyes wander down to his V-line. "Clothes are on the bed," I say. "I know. Thanks," he says walking back into the bathroom to change. He comes back out and fixes his shirt. "Did you want to come to hang out tonight? I'll have my chef make dinner for you to thank you for your hospitality," he says. "You really don't have to," I smile. "Well, I am so you're coming," he orders. "Come on Principessa(princess)," he says opening the door for me. "Thanks," I nod. We get in the car and he drives like a maniac. He's speeding and driving with one hand and all sorts of stuff. "You're crazy," I say. "But you like that," he smirks. "Shush," I laugh. We arrive at a giant mansion. "I thought we were going to your house," I say. "Jenna this is my house," he says. He opens the door for me. My jaw drops at the sight of inside. "Holy shit," I gasp. "What would you like to do?" he asks. "What are my options?" I ask. "Anything your little heart desires," he says. "A movie?" I ask. "Sure, to the movie theater," he says. "Oh, I meant one here," I say. "Just come on," he shakes his head. He leads me into a home movie theater. It's huge. "Popcorn?" he asks going to a bar. "What's a movie without popcorn," I shrug. He hands me some popcorn. "Anything to drink?" he asks. "Have any water?" I ask looking at all the alcohol bottles. He hands me a bottle of water. "Thanks," I say. What's your favorite genre?" he asks. "Romance. What about yours?" I ask. He laughs and then answers, "Action." "Soooo pick something," I shrug. "No that's on you," he smirks. I pick out a romance movie with some action in it. I sit beside him. "I can't believe you watch this cheesy shit," he laughs. "It's the best!" I exclaim. "Let me guess you write romance novels too?" he asks. "Actually no. I'm a bridal stylist. I took over my grandmother's business when she passed," I say. He nods. "So you literally work in the wedding industry," he chuckles. "Shush," I smile. We finish the movie and then eat dinner. We get distracted talking and lose track of time. "Oh shit I need to get home," I realize. It's after midnight. "I don't think you should be out this late," he warns. "I'll be fine," I shrug. "No seriously Jenna," he says concerned. "Well, I have to get home somehow," I say. "You could stay the night here. Not like I don't have plenty of space," he suggests coldly. "I mean we are friends after all," I say quietly. "Carlo show her to her room," he demands. "Please," I add with a smile. He looks over to me with a questioning look. "You could at least be polite," I lecture. He rolls his eyes. "So who are you to him?" Carlo asks as we walk. "A friend," I shrug. "Okay, I'm one of his bodyguards," Carlo says. "Heres your room," he says opening the door. "I'll have clothes brought up to you," Carlo says. Mafia men are so cold. I take a shower and then go into the bedroom. The clothes he left are black silk shorts and a black tank top...what I wear to bed a lot.