Mafias Sweetheart

Part 14 -Talk-

After the trip to the doctors i went back to the room i had been staying in, which was also Dimitris, to shower and change before dinner. Dimitri was out with Armen and some others doing god knows what and i was left with a bodyguard outside the room to make sure i stayed inside.

It felt so silly having some man babysit me, but i wasnt completely against the idea of just staying in this room for awhile, although i did wish i had a phone or something for entertainment.

After showering i changed into some clothes, a little black dress with a bow on the back and some black stockings, basically the most casual of the outfits i had been given so far.

After three hours of lounging about i opened the door to the bodyguard.

'Can i help you?' He asked, not budging from the doorway.

I crossed my arms over my chest 'I'd like to go downstairs' I told him.

'Boss ordered you to stay in your room until he came back' He shot back as i rolled my eyes.

'Come on, im not gonna run away i just want a drink' I pleaded, feeling myself getting angered.

'Miss with your track record i dont buy it, go back inside' He told me strictly and slammed the door on my face, i threw myself down on the bed.

I spent the next half hour wondering around the room, curiously looking in the drawers at Dimitris things, trying to see if i could figure out more about the mysterious man.

I noticed a draw in the cupboard that was slightly ajar but didn't have a handle, i used a pen to pull it open, gasping at what was inside.

The draw was full of guns, knives and definitely illegal weapons. My eyes were wide as I checked the door for any signs of the bodyguard coming in before carefully picking up the gun, feeling the cool metal on my fingertips.

I had never held a gun before and I didn't expect it to feel so heavy.

My fingers ran over the trigger, being cautious to not press it even slightly just in case i shot it by mistake.

My thoughts were busy thinking about how casual this must be for all of the men here when the door opened followed by three male voiced chatting in Russian.

I gasped, turning to the face them, gun in hand.

I locked eyes with Dimitri who instantly stiffened, quickly walking over to me and grabbing the gun out of my hand as Armen had his pistol pointed at me and Nick watched in shock.

Dimitri checked to see if it was loaded as i stood there frozen.

'Stand down its not even loaded' He spoke, his eyes glancing to me as he said it.

'The fuck is wrong with you suka you want to get shot?' Armen yelled, putting his gun away.

'I just found it, i wasnt going to use it i just had never held one before!' I explained, not being able to hide the slight smile i had.

'The draw was open?' Dimitri asked me seriously.

I nodded innocently, pointing to it.

'Don't do that again, i wouldnt put it past you to accidentally shoot yourself in the head' He warned, putting it back and slamming it shut.

'Don't leave me locked here again then' I replied, earning myself a sharp look.

'I need a fucking drink' Armen sighed, marching out the room alongside Nick who was smirking at the situation.

I turned to Dimitri, smiling slightly at his ever so seriously demeanour.

'I swear i wasnt trying to kill anyone' I teased.