Belong to Him ONHOLD! (The Mafia- El Ricci # 2)

Chapter 4: What a coincidence

A/N: Hey hey dear readers, I want to apologize for not updating sooner. School has just started and it has been difficult. I will try to update as much as possible, but I promise nothing! Enjoy this chapter!

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I wake up by knocking on my door, the sound not stopping when I ignored it first. Who is waking me up at this hour? Okay, its 10 A.M but I need to sleep off this hangover; my head hurts every time I move. Last night, when I was drinking my second wine bottle, I sent Mateo a text announcing I wouldn't come work today. He responded quickly back saying it was fine. BANG! BANG! BANG! Ugh...

I stretch out, throw the pillow off me and climb out of bed, making my way to the front door.

"Olivia!" Bang! "It's me, Bella!" right, I texted her too as well, saying I needed to talk to her about man problems; yeah, that's something we do now most of the time. Usually we hang out with Emily too but since she's pregnant and have a perfect marriage with my brother, we don't hang out anymore. It's just me and Bella, going to clubs, partying until we end up together at my suit, sleeping out our hangover but not before one of us throw up on the carpet of course; great times.

"Come inside, Bells" I greet her and we hug for the briefest second before she closes the door behind her.

"So, what did Sebastian do now?" It's more what he didn't do...

"Oh, you don't want to know, I swear" I say, throwing myself in the couch and she slaps my ass, making we wince; when I checked myself out in the mirror, because yes, sometimes I do that, I noticed the red hand marks there.

"Oh..." she scans my body, a knowing look former on her face. "Now I really I want all the deets" she begs and I sit up so she can sit on the couch as well, pulling the blanket over her body; Bella is freaking gorgeous. I'm not lying. I met her at the wedding shop, helping Emily out for her dress and there she was just wearing a simple jean that hugged her legs and ass like perfect, a t-shirt that was loose around her chest, yet you could trace her boobs. And don't let me start when she wears a mini-dress; Bella can pull off anything and with anything, I mean anything. She can literally wear a garbage bag and still pull it off. I'm jealous of her body. I have an ass, I can't lie, but a cleavage? No...But having smaller boobs isn't so bad. At least I don't need to worry about wearing a bra every day.

"Where do I start?"

"With the beginning..." she suggests, waiting for me like an eager puppy and I laugh; I love this girl.

"He's an ass" Bella replies after I tell her the whole story. "So he took his fingers out of your beautiful vagina and then picked up the phone?" Right, I and Bella are really open with each other, so her talking so boldly is normal.

"He did" I sit my coffee, enjoying the amazing taste but I hold in a small moan.

"Not even licking it off?" I snort at that question.

"No not even that" shaking my head, I look at where we made out? If his dad never called we would end up in bed right now, laughing and making silly jokes we always do but something is changed in him...Sebastian is more grumpier then he was before. Does this have to do with Ava?

"You know what we should do?" Bella suddenly says, her eyes glistering. Oh no... "Why don't we go party tonight?"

"I'm having a hangover right now" a sigh leaves me.

"So what? I'm having one too" she confesses and that makes me curious.

"Why?" She doesn't answer at first but does after I look her serious in the eye.