"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck.
"You think so?" He asks.
"Yes, yes I do."
"Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw.
When he says that I feel my heart do a million f...
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I deserve a fucking award.
It's been over 2 hours and they've gone quiet as fuck which I'm not going to lie is making me quite anxious.
And scared.
"Enough about me, tell me something about yourself beauty," he smiles showing his pearly white teeth.
Oh, I almost forgot about him.
"Well, I love baking and do tennis here and there with my brother," I say using my fake American accent.
"Tennis? I know someone who enjoys the sport. Maybe you'd like to join us one day?" he smirks.
"Maybe," my smile causes him to lower his eyes to my lips.
His arm around my shoulder tightens a little then releases as he changes himself into more of a comfortable position.
"Do you have a bathroom I could use?"
He nods and gives me the instructions and I thank him before standing and making my way toward it.
Closing the door I make sure to lock it and tap my ear twice to talk. "Hello? You've gone over time! Are you dead?" my voice returns to it's original accent and tone.
"Give us a few more minutes, we had a few distractions," Angelica grunts as I hear a few cracks of someone or possibly her bones.
"Okay, just tell me when your done. I'm trying my best but he's really close to just leaving," I sigh.
"Is he touching you," Antonio's voice comes in, startling me a little.
"Well that's apart of the job," my lips purse.
He hums and I hear a gun shoot only a few seconds later.
"I need to go, I'll talk to you in a few," I clear my throat preparing myself for another round of using an accent I'm not used to, tone included.
I tap once to mute myself and hear a little deep voice mutter 'be safe'.
A smile rips through me as I flush the toilet to make it seem as if I was using the bathroom. I turn the tap on and run my hands under them.
Then dry them and fix myself before unlocking the door and walking back into the living space.
Mario is on the phone, pacing around the room with an angry look on his face. When he see's me that vanishes and he sends me a smile.
"I'll be back, find them and get my money back," he says before ending the call.
"Everything okay?" I ask innocently.
"Don't worry about it sweet thing, just business," he says taking long strides toward me. His arm wraps around my waist and I let out a fake giggle.
"Why don't you stay here and make yourself comfortable, I'll be back before you know it," he whispers into my ear.
