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21

"I'm going to scream."

"You will not do it."

"Are you testing me?"

"Provoke me and you will know me."

I don't know what's going on with me, but Leonardo's provocation manages to cause a cramp in my gut that passes to my crotch and makes me feel a deep hatred towards him for making me feel so many things, all together, all found.

We arrive at the hotel where he is staying tonight, I feel ashamed, this time we are not in Italy but in my own city and I am too exposed. Arriving filthy in a gala dress of my own design at a five-star hotel with a tycoon.

I can see the way the receptionist's gaze judges me. He seems to know his client very well as he calls him by his last name:

"Mr. Ferrari."

"Anthony," he also answers, greeting him.

"Miss," he tells me, nodding his head to which I only drum my fingers with some discomfort:

"Heh, heh." Hello.

"Come on," Leonardo tells me curtly. "What happened?"

"Bye," I say to Anthony.

"Have a good night."

Leonardo soon comes back looking at me as if judging me and we go to the elevator. Already inside I tell he is really annoyed..

"What is the matter with you?"

"Stop flirting with him."

"What did you jus say?"

"You greeted him."

"I was educated. Something that you don't know. By the way, does he know you've kidnapped me?"

"If he had seen you tied up, maybe he would have suspected it."

"Today I learned that not all kidnapped girls are tied up. For example, it is enough to see one that you arrive all filthy and with heels in hand."

"You don't have the heels in your hand."

"Now yes, I can't stand them anymore."

I admit that I am a person who does not care much for what it means to give in to a fashion that hurts or makes you uncomfortable, but these shoes are comfortable except that you never know how long it will take you to run along the side of the road until you start to cry in a forest.

Nonetheless, I take a look at how I look in the glass.

Shit! I have all my makeup smeared, then I remember I cried myself to sleep. I look horrible!

"Leonardo, you're an idiot!"

"What's happening? Did you never see your beautiful reflection?"

He also examines me from behind. His wolf-like gaze makes me feel seriously intimidated, but in a way it makes me feel good that such an attractive man is staring at me like that all the time even with the way I look.

"You brought me here looking like this, don't you realize what you're doing?"

"Come on, love, nobody comes into your house taking care of their own appearance. No one should be excused from that at all."

"With the difference that this is not my house!"

"But it will be when you agree to be mine."

"Stop treating me like I'm your...! What are you talking about? You don't live here, you're Italian, you're not fooling me. By the way, how far are we going?"