"Matteo what the hell are you doing in here" I grip my towel ever tighter to my body. "No need to hide amore mio it is nothing I haven't seen before." He smirks and locks the door after walking closer and closer to me. "How did you even get in here...
"Ugh I need to get laid" I look over at Zahra who dives face-first onto my bed and lays there.
"You know if you lay like that long enough you won't be able to breathe, but on the other hand you would be doing us all a favor and we would finally be able to live a peaceful and stressless life" I smirk and laugh as Zahra looked up super fast with a death stare on her face.
"How about we go out tonight you know go out and explore the city we know and love" She looks at me with pleading eyes. " You do realize that you said "explore a city that we know" in the same sentence." " How can you explore something you already know" looking at her smugly. "You knew what I meant," She says glaring at me and throwing one of my throw pillows.
I guess she was taking it literally.
"Oh come on Ayanna, it has been so long since the last time we were out why not break the steak and go have some fun" she groans while face planting back into my comforter.
"Need I remind you the last time we went out we got arrested and not in a fun way" " Only because you pulled out your gun and threatened to blow both the guys' balls off if they didn't leave me alone!" She raises her voice trying to prove a point.
"Whatever, I am just not in the mood to go out tonight," I say walking into the bathroom to fix my hair. "I guess we are going to have to do this the hard way then" I hear her say and I look at her in confusion but then realize what she meant by the "hard way".
It was more like the annoying way.
" Please please please please please please please please pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee Ayana! Do it for your friend you have known for 17 years-the friend you go out on missions with. The friend who you are always getting out of trouble with." " We wouldn't have to get out of trouble if you weren't the one getting us into it," rolling my eyes as I walked into my closet. "Oh come on Ayanna please please please please ple-" "OKAY FINE!! Just shut the fuck up already" I yell as I face-palm myself for giving into that bull shit.
All of a sudden I hear a squeal and I am almost tackled to the ground. " OMG yay, I know the perfect place for us to go to tonight" " Just make sure you look hot and be ready by 10 because this club just opened up and I just know it is going to be packed" Zahra quickly says before she runs out of the room.
"How did I even become friends with her" Shaking my head with a smile on my face.
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"I don't give a flying fuck if the shipment left an hour late! Why the fuck is it not here?" I yell into the phone. I can hear the man on the other end of the line scared for his life; I can practically hear him shaking. "If my shipment is not here in the next 30 minutes that is your head" Yelling and ending the call before he can say anything else.
"Damn man you need to go left off some steam," my annoying ass best friend Antonio says with a smirk. "Oh fuck off Antonio," I say with a glare as I walk into my office and pour myself a glass of whiskey.
"Seriously man I haven't seen you this mad since the day your dad told you we were going to be making peace with the Spanish" Him saying that caused me to grip my glass tighter at the thought of having to get over to their dreadful home this weekend. "You know what there is a new club opening downtown tonight" " I say we go and see if we can have a little fun," he says wiggling his eyebrows with a smirk on his face.
"No," I say blankly before I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket; I look down at my phone to see a notification from the warehouse saying our shipment has arrived. I chuckle; the things people do when their lives are being threatened. When you want to get something done it really does work wonders.
"Come on Matteo maybe if you get laid it will lighten your mood and bring that big beautiful smile back" he laughed by himself at the lame-ass joke he just told. He and I both know I never smile. Ever.
I don't know why Antonio chose to become friends with me. The day my father introduced me to him I just blankly stared at him and his hand when he tried to shake mine. When that didn't work he tried to make conversation and I just continued to stare at him as he talked away like the dumbest person on the planet.
I was ready to shoot myself.
Finally, he caught the hint and stopped talking but that did not stop him from trying. Every chance he got he would try and strike up a conversation.
"Did you know that if yo-" "Do you ever shut the fuck up?" I snapped at him annoyed. "What he speaks," he says sarcastically before he looks at me surprised and almost happy that I finally decided to speak words to him even though those words were to tell him to shut the fuck up.
Ever since then he would try and get me to say something else to him, and eventually, I started to threaten him but he wouldn't budge. After so long of his pestering I gave in a decided to speak to him one day. It turned out Antonio and I actually had a lot more in common than I thought.
In some weird way, he became my best friend even though I wouldn't ever tell him that. In some ways, I think he knows but he doesn't ever push me to say it. Anytime he claims me as his best friend I correct him by saying he is simply someone I can stand to be around without shooting them dead, but every time he just looks at me rolls his eyes, and says "Yeah right" with an annoying smirk that you just can't wipe off his face.
Taking a sip from my glass I think over the idea. Maybe it won't be so bad to fuck someone tonight and take my mind off this horrible meeting that I had to attend this weekend. I groan and look over at my idiot friend, "We are leaving at 10, call the owner and tell him I want the best section they have." He looks at me with a goofy grin that makes me scowl. " Aye aye captain," he says while doing a dumb salute before he pulls out his phone and dials the number of the person I assume owns the club.
For some reason, his breathing was pissing me off and making me angry. "God I really do need to get laid," I thought to myself.
Can we talk about how Matteo is mad that Antonio is BREATHING?!?! like hello get help 😅. Anywaysss if you enjoyed this chapter please click that little star and give it a voteeeeeee
