Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride Book1 King of New York

Chapter 37

Lucky

Getting over the wall was a bitch I mean a BITCH, but I managed it and now I feel like I'm getting somewhere, although I have to admit I'm kind of wondering why this is so easy. Nico would have people literally crawling around like ants everywhere, right? So how come I have managed to scale a wall, thanks to all that rope training my father had me do when I was younger and get to a road and hitch a ride with some young dude clearly in high school or something, who was more than happy to take me to the airport?

"You don't have any luggage," he says to me.

"Short flight, there and back," I lie.

"Right, and what did you say your name was?"

"I didn't, just drive, I'm in a hurry." I know I've only got an hour to get to the terminal, be inside, through security and to the gate.

"Man, your touchy." The fuck, I'll show him how touchy I am in a minute if doesn't stop with all the questions. I ignore him, the airport is in sight, it's a small one just enough for the small number of tourists they'll allow on the island no doubt. He pulls up.

"You want some cash for the trouble?" I ask him, it's the polite thing to do, not that he looks like he needs it with his immaculate, white Polo T-shirt all logo'd up and his fawn chinos.

"Nah, I'm good, just doing my good deed for the evening. Be safe whatever it is you're up to. By the way my name is Henderson, look me up when you're next back on the island, I know how to show you a good time." Cheeky fucker, he's only around nineteen, no doubt he's had his dick in more girls than I've had hot dinners and relishes in being their center of attention. Why not? He's got the looks, sandy colored hair, falling over his eyes and a grin that takes up his entire face with white Hollywood teeth. Some kind of trust fund kid, I'll bet.

"I prefer men to boys, but thanks anyway." I leave him still giving me that cocky grin of his and close the car door behind me. I take a look up at the building, it's all glass fronted, aren't they all though? There are few people around, about ten cars lined up outside dropping people off and a couple pulling away. I exhale, I've got this far even though I know there will never be any getting away from having to marry Nico, at least I can be back home whilst I wait until the dreaded wedding day. And if that man thinks I'm going to wear white he has another damn thing coming.

Just as I step onto the kerb, I feel arms go around my waist, strong, thick arms. As I look down, I see tattoos running up and down muscular forearms. "What the fuck?" I use my free right arm, brining my elbow upwards to make contact with a chin. I hear a noise, doesn't sound good for them but I don't have time to think. In one move I have the burly guy over my shoulder as I push my hip into his body, it's hard like a wall, no doubt he works out day and night. There is grunting and a groan as the deadweight hits the ground in front of me. He has a bald head with a tattoo of an eagle on it.

"Who sent you?" I demand he moves and that's when I feel arms around me again, this time whoever it is, has both my arms by my sides not allowing me any maneuverability whatsoever.

"Get her feet you ass, get the fuck up." I hear a deep voice say. Ground man manages to get himself up, oh yeah, he looks pissed as hell and glares at me. I spit in his face.

"What, never been taken down by a woman before? You shouldn't have taken me by surprise. Who the hell sent you?"

He grabs my legs as the other guy holds me by my body, together they take me to a large, black vehicle / van. I hear a door being slid open. The next thing I know I'm on the back seat being strapped in like some kind of five-year-old.

"Nico." Eagle head says and slams the door shut on me before getting into the passenger seat up front. The other guy who I now can see, sits in the driver's seat. He has dark hair tied up in a man bun, and a tiger tattoo on his neck. If I weren't so damn pissed, I'd be admiring it and asking for his tattooist, but you know what, I'm fucking pissed and then some.