21

218 2 0
                                    


Eliana

"I could fucking kill you right now." I ran over jumping him in a hug and he wrapped his arms around me holding me tight, "What the hell are you doing here?"

He chuckled, "I could ask you the same question." He pulled back, "But I'm not surprised, you see a pole and you just start running towards it don't you mouse."

I punched him, "Shut up Silas." I stepped a couple of inches back from him so I could examine him entirely. He was much skinner back in Spain, but that was years ago, many many years ago. He had gained a lot of weight, but it balanced on him well due to the muscular build that he had accumulated. My eyes ran up back to his face, "You've gotten big, I mean..." I poked his arm, "Where did you get these muscles?"

"I started eating actual meals and they just inflated the more I did my usual training. I've personally worked to tone them up but..." He stopped and I'm glad he realized that he was going to rant about his muscles. "Although I'm not surprised, why are you here Eli?"

I played with my fingers, "I missed stripping and found DeLeón's place, I'd been in America a couple of years before that. Just doing school and a regular job. What about you Silas, when you left...how?" Ever since he disappeared back in Spain there's so much I wanted to ask him about. For the longest I thought he died.

"I got kidnapped back in Spain for information, they brought us to America left us here. Many left, some died, I was about to find a way back when I ran into DeLeón's men. He offered me a home, so I stayed." He rotated a ring on his finger, "I never left, I've climbed up the ladder since then and now stay back with my group to help train the newcomers."

I put a hand on his shoulder, "It's a good thing you didn't come back, he would've killed you." Silas never got to see the person Frisco became. How the years of his desperate thirst for more power drove him mad. "He almost killed me."

Silas sighed, "And he's trying to get you back." He pointed, shaking his finger in my direction, "You're the reason DeLeón has us keeping an eye out for Estrada, he's coming for you isn't he?"

"And he's giving out a shit load of money to find me."

Trina walked up beside us, "He won't get his hands on you Eliana, you're one of us now." She scanned the room, "And we all look out for own with our lives."

I smiled at the both of them, "Thank you." The door opened and Malia walked in with her group, I gave Silas a tight hug before pulling away, "Excuse me."

I went back to the main room and chuckled at the sight of Matthew and Hazel. He was teaching her self-defense and judging by how close they were, it looked more like it was an excuse to be next to her. Peter ran over and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. Instantly my head felt heavy, "Peter put me down!"

He chuckled at my request and took me to a different room as I tried to make it difficult to hold me. He patted my ass, "You're gonna love this Eliana."

I tried to lift my head to prevent more blood from flowing to just my head. It made me hold onto Peter tighter feeling the defined muscles in his back. We entered a room and I could feel the temperature change on my arms as they chilled over with goosebumps. And then I heard gunshots. He put me down and I turned around, "Wow."

The room was the training room's own little gun range. There were cubbies that went down for miles and a wall of targets that stretched on with it facing each. Some people were in their own cubbies, shooting at their targets. Peter kissed the top of my head and put some headphones over me, "I knew you would!"

I smiled up at him as he fitted in his own, "That didn't mean I loved it, I'm just surprised by the amount of things that can fit in this building!" I shouted in hopes that he could hear me. From the exterior it did look very big, but even then I still wasn't expecting this.

Dancing For The MafiaWhere stories live. Discover now