Victoria moves to Italy to escape the drug dealers she owes money to and meets Vanessa. Vanessa tries to set Victoria up with her brother Emiliano, but they don't get along and make a sex deal to alleviate the tension. But is it enough?
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I followed Victoria home. Of course I wasn't going to let her walk home alone. I just wanted to make her walk to teach her a lesson not to lie.
It most likely is not going to work but oh well.
Was it childish to make her walk home? A bit.
Was it worth it. Definitely.
Once I make sure she gets inside her hotel, I go and grab some breakfast, for both her and I. I'm not going to let her go hungry, even if she is a little liar.
I get her pancakes with a side of fruit, and coffee but just in case she doesn't like coffee I also get her an orange juice.
I get myself the same, minus the juice.
I knock on her hotel door and she opens it quickly.
She seems surprised to see me.
But her surprise quickly turns into a scowl. "You dumb bitch you made me walk home! What if I was killed? What would you have done then? Huh?"
"Love, I was behind you the entire time." I walk inside.
She closes the door. "Why are you here?"
I hold up the bag of food, "I brought breakfast."
She crosses her arms, "I don't want it."
I narrow my eyes at her, "Liar. See you are lying once again."
"I know you made your drivers or someone else get it. So you are the liar." She says.
"I never said I went inside and got it. I said I brought it. Which I did." I point out.
She rolls her eyes, "Okay fine. I'm starving."
I hand her the bag and she thanks me.
I'm about to walk out the door before her voice stops me, "You're leaving?"
I look back at her, "We had our date yesterday. I have business to deal with."
She just nods and I leave.
Or at least a try until I get stopped by a voice.
Not Victoria's though.
It's an old lady, around the age sixty or seventy.
She says, "Are you treating her well?"
"What?" I ask.
"That girl," She points to Victoria's door, "She's special. She is a very special, beautiful, intelligent young lady. You better be treating her well."
I humor her for a moment, "Is she now?"
"Yes she is." She says with a sort of sass, "If I find out you ever hurt her. I beat you with my purse."
I raise my eyebrows a bit, "We aren't dating or anything. She's just a sisters friend."
She gives me a look, "Either way. Treat her well. She deserves it."
