Intenso

Chapter 2- And I thought I had anger issues...

Chapter 2

Katie's POV

Driving around in my car seemed endless, that is, until I came across a very very expensive looking hotel.

I smirked to myself.

Payback really was a bitch, but they got her name mixed up. Her name was Katie.

I pulled up and got out of the car swiftly. I winked at the cute vallet and threw my keys to him.

I walked through the revolving door and my jaw almost smack hit the floor.

This hotel was absolutely beautiful. It looked so elegant.

I stared in awe. I almost missed the low husky chuckle that was thrown my way.

I glanced behind me and my eyebrows rose.

I had no idea who he was but his whole presence was giving me a grand shiver. He looked pretty intimidating and sexy.

What I completely missed was his face because he was gorgeous. Think of the hottest guy you know and multiply that by how many people there are in the world. Because not even that number can correctly scale this Greek god like man.

I heard another one of his chuckles and my knees weakened.

"You know it isn't polite to stare, mia cara."

I blushed and stared at the ground. Oh swallow me please. Gosh this man is handsome.

I glanced at his eyes and almost gasped. His eyes were so intense.

"I-I u-uhm have to, yeah." I pointed toward the front desk and fast walked away from the intense man.

Walking up to the red head behind the desk, she sent me a glare. Um What?

I passed her a tight lipped smile and began to speak but was abruptly cut off.

"She'll have the suite near my penthouse." I gaped at the over confident man.

I was furious. What the heck? Who is he anyway???

I glared when he glanced at me. He rose an eyebrow and shot me a wink.

"And charge it on my account."

The red head glared daggers at me before turning to the mysterious intense man.

"Anything for you Mr. Fortunato, anything else I could maybe uhm help you with?" She stood leaning a bit closer to pop out her already almost exposed breasts. She checked him out ever so slowly and I suddenly felt like I was watching a pornõ. Gag me. Ew.

He shot her a blank look. "Yes actually, ask Gerard to bring in her bags, rapidamente per favore."

He then turned to me. "Come on angioletto, I'll show you where you will be staying."

I was still in a confused, dazed state. I had just met the guy, what was he going on about?

I stood still waiting for him to turn around and yell out, 'You just got punk'd!!!'

But that didn't happen. In fact he paused and turned extending his hand which held a rather very expensive looking watch hanging on his wrist. Who was this guy?

I didn't know much about suits but he was totally wearing something worth thousands most likely millions.

I kept my lips sealed and walked right passed him.

I heard him let out a growl so I halted and turned, raising an eyebrow, "You coming?"

I let out a small shriek when I felt his hand on my hip pulling me toward the elevator.

This was too weird maybe I should... I slowly reached for the emergency button but stopped when I was slammed into the wall of the elevator.

"Fück, gattina, I'm only going to say this once. I am not responsible for what I do if you don't follow my orders after. Stop trying to run from me. It will do you no good. I am a very powerful man and I have no problem shooting that pretty little head of yours but see, I find that you can be useful and not just in bed. Now, per favore, calm down."

His breath fanned my neck and face. His mouth near my ear. He was breathing rather hard so it was no wonder his eyes looked murderous yet still quite calm. The one emotion that never leaves his eyes is the intensity.

His left hand was holding my two arms above my head while his right was wrapped around my throat. I was pretty sure I couldn't even breath.

I let in a huge breath when he stepped away and I dropped to the floor coughing. Yeah, this is it. It was nice knowing you all. I'm dying. Well I guess it was a cool life. Although, I've never been boating but you know whatever. I'm scared of sharks anyway. I slowly sprawled out across the floor ready to be taken into the arms of either satan or satan because let's face it. I wasn't going to heaven.

I place one hand over my forehead and the other lying beside my head.

I'd like to thank not only god but my dad's sperm for bringing me into this world.

I'd also-

"Get off the floor, mia cara. You're being over dramatic. If I wanted you dead I would have killed you a while ago."

My eyes widened and I quickly stood up. I didn't want to be on his bad side.

I let out a sigh and pulled my phone out.

'22 missed calls from BABESSS<3'

'64 unread messages from BABESSS<3'

Oh well, dang, I feel unpopular. I have no notifications... Darn. Oh well.

I groaned when I saw his caller ID across the screen.

Not now Chris, I'm trying to die.

Mysterious guy let out a low growl.

I looked up at him questioningly.

"Who's babes?"

I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Absolutely no one."

He turned away and I stuffed my phone into my purse.

I gulped when the elevator dinged.

I was so going to die.

Mysterious guy turned to me and grabbed onto my wrist. He dragged me to the end of the hallway before taking out a card looking key.

I was really tired of calling him mysterious guy so I cleared my throat ready to ask him his name when my phone went off, yet again.

He turned around and dug into my purse.

"Hey I have very private important-wait what are you-what the bloody hell!?!?! Are you crazy!?!?"

He had grabbed my phone and chucked it out of the 69 story high building.

My phone was freaking flying.

Well at least one of us was having a good time.

His breathing was slowing down and he turned to me.

I raised an eyebrow and let out a nervous chuckle.

"And I thought I had anger issues."

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