Mafia Princess

chapter 17

Arnold's pov

Am in my suite walking into the bathroom after I just had a nap for one hour and it's already time for the endless jobs.

The door is knocked just as I take a step to the bathroom, “get in.” I grawl glancing at my laptop that just chimed.

Mike my right hand walks in and his eyes grows wide when he sees me in a towel. “is it a wrong time? ” he asks making to leave.

“is it important? ”

“yes.”

“then it's the right time. What is it? ” I ask typing away in my laptop.

“your mom called. " He says and goes quiet earning a gaze from me.

“and? ”

“she says that I remind you about the breakfast.”

Shit I completely forgot about the breakfast plans with mom and dad. She obviously called him to remind me.. I tend to forget alot with everything I do in one day.

He is my best and trusted friend which is why he gladly accepted to be my right hand. He is the only one who can question my plans.

“you completely forgot didn't you? ” he chuckle knowing that I needed that reminder “a thank you would do. He says flopping on my white comfy couch.

“thank you.” I say and he smirks. He does that when he gets me to do what he wants “now get out. ”

“okay.” he says standing up. “one more question though. ” he says stopping on his tracks.

“what? ”

“where did you sleep last night?” he asks smiling widely.

He knows where I slept, he's just messing with me.
“that's none of your business mike.” I say ignoring him and getting into the bathroom “close the door behind you. ” I say smiling against myself knowing that he can't see my expression.

Am smiling because I can't help myself but smile whenever Robin crosses my mind.
She's so deep into my heart and I can't stay more than one hour without thinking of her. For some reason she facinates me so much.

Her massive red hair that makes her tanned skin pop no matter how ahe wears them, in waves or in a messy bun. She is too beautiful to to miss such features. Her smokey eyes whenever she gazes up at me.
She is too important to me.

The way she is too gullible and always needing to be saved. I was planning on getting her some training sessions but Ella beat me to it.

I get out of the bathroom and I put on a white tux with white leather shoes and I draft a message to Mike.

Am done.

I pick up my phone and sunglasses from the bed and I walk out.

The blue rolls Royce is already parked at the door and I walk to it sliding in after the driver opens the door for me.

Mike is already seated inside. I walk with him wherever I go and because I trust him, he knows a lot about me and he is my advisor in a lot of decisions I make with the mafia business.

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Rob's pov.

My alarm bursts my eardrums and I turn lazily in bed. I need to get my ass off the bed and go for a ran.

I reach to the side of the bed where Arnold was sleeping andnits cold. He left long ago enough for the bed to get cold.

He was a shoulder I needed yesterday and his presence was all I needed. He did not force me to talk of my troubles.

I need to get my fat ass fit for training. I swing my legs to the side of the bed and I get off the bed.
I lazily make my bed and I get into the shower yawning. This is what I get for sleeping late.

I get into the warm shower and I brush my teeth before putting in some yoga pants and pulling my messy hair in a tight ponytail.
I try to make the most of the day, I keep feeling sad when bred crosses my mind and I shake that thought away. I can't keep feeling sorry for myself. I put on my airpods and I turn the music on before getting outside and running towards the woods.

The music is blasting in my ears and I can't hear anything. I focus on jogging. A part of me keeps telling me to talk to bred and patch things up  with him that breaking up with him was a big mistake but the other part tells me to not give him hopes of our relationship being okay while Arnold is also stuck under my skin.

I can't even choose.

Suddenly I receive a  heavy blow on the back of my head causing me to loose balance I fall.

“crap.” I groan when a sharp pain slices through my head. “whoever you are. Don't  you think it's wise to just ask a lady nicely to come with you wherever you want to take her? ” I whine at the guy with a mask in his face.

“stop talking.” the other guy says and I turn to him.

“oh great you are also wearing a mask, who the hell are you people? ” I ask trying to get myself to stand.

Before I get on my knees, another blow lands on the back of my head and everything goes blurred. Why am I getting kidnapped all the time?

Trouble never seaze finding me, does it?
And I sink into unconsciousness.