In love with a criminal

Frank De Luca

Joey walked in with me with his arm around my waist.

"Ciao Bella." Frank said as he greeted us at the door and kissed my hand.

I blushed and felt Joey's hand get a tighter grip on my waist. And I looked up at the criminal and he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Your my property." He said with a serious tone.

"Since when?" I asked.

"Since your daddy sold you to me." His angry Italian voice gave my body goosebumps.

"He what?" I pulled him aside and shoved him against the wall this time.

I saw Frank laugh with a younger women in his arm and walk away.

Joey's face grew redder by the second. This time he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his abdomen and shoved me against the wall.

"You're gonna get punished hard tonight." He kissed my neck and put me down slowly. He pulled my dress down for me and kissed my back. He sure was a womanizer.

Hard? Is he going to beat me up? Or..

Frank's voice cut my thought off.

"Children we're starving come to the dinner table already!" He yelled from the huge dining room.

I walked over there first and felt Joey's hand grab my behind. I could already feel my body getting hotter by the second. I could only imagine how he felt.

I sat down at the big dining table that had fancy foods all over it. Joey sat next to me and Frank and what seemed to be his wife sat across from us.

"So how do you like working here so far?" Frank asked. I shot a look at Joey who was just as suprised as I was at the question he just asked.

"Excu-" I was about to babble, but Joey grasped my thigh.

"Pa she hasn't started." Joey said while grasping harder on my thigh.

"Fuck. Does she even know the rules idioto!" He yelled scaring me and his young wife.

"Not yet Frank." Joey smirked. I could tell Frank hated the way Joey called him by his name instead of dad.

"She better learn soon then ragazzino." Frank smirked back. That seemed to shut Joey up.

We ate and ate and drank the finest red wine and Frank told me about younger Joey and how his mom hated the both of them. Until he finally asked me a personal question.

"Principessa why did your dad sell you to us?" Frank was way drunk by then.

Joey was drinking his wine slowly and I felt his hand rub my thigh slowly.

"You know Frank I've been trying to find out the same thing." I faked a smile.

"No, hun you misunderstood my question" he slurred his words. "What did you do to your father making him wanna sell you so easily like that?"

I didn't quite understand the question, but I'm guessing Frank thought I was bad kid and my dad just sold me like I was a puppy or something.

"Maybe cause he needed money and wanted me to be protected by you guys." Frank looked at me and I could tell he wasn't fooled because quite frankly I didn't even believe those words.

"We better get going." Joey stopped and stood up grabbing me by my arm and pulling me out of the dining room.

"How come you didn't back me up?" I asked Joey as we were speed walking to the car.

"You don't earn respect around here by talking back to your own boss idiota." Joey said while shoving me into his car and getting in and driving away fast.

"And what did he mean by do I like working here?" I asked Joey as he drove faster.

"Look for now on since I own you, you have to work for me at my club downtown. And yes it will involve stripping." He winked.

"I don't have a stripper body Joey!" I argued.

"Salice you have a fucking models body." He begged to differ.

"But I want to only strip for papi." I said while biting my lip and running my hand down his leg.

"Nice try Salice. You're working there." He said already knowing what I was trying to do.

"I'm nervous." I whined.

"You'll be fine baby." He smiled.

Oh how I loved that smile.

We got back to the warehouse and he told me to stay in the car and he came back with a suitcase and put it in the trunk.

"Get comfy Salice cause we're going to my place by my club." He said while taking off from the warehouse.

-
A hour passed.

"Joey?" I asked.

"What?" He said still focused on the road.

"Was that your mother?" I asked referring to the young women.

"You must not have heard my father's story about my mother hating us and leaving us." He said while honking at some guy who cut in front.

"Oh right.. I forgot. It's just he started getting personal with the questions and yeah." I said while biting the inside of my cheek.

Joey rolled his eyes.

"Why does she hate you?" I asked.

"Look who's getting personal with their dumb little questions." He said while shaking his head and honking with the other people pissed at the traffic that was going on.

"Well I'm only asking because I want to get to know you too." I said in a sweet tone.

"I own you. You don't own me." He said quickly making the conversation awkward.

"Is it cause you guys are criminals?" I asked with out thinking.

I felt his hand slap my leg. I cried of pain. I quickly grabbed his hand so he wouldn't do it again. And he pulled me towards him making me shake.

"You're very smart." He smiled.

"You're very scary." I admitted.

"Good." He let go of me and looked at the road.

I looked at my leg which was completely red. I felt his hand rub on where he hit me which made me flinch and that made him laugh.

-
I fell asleep and when I had woke up we were in New York. I knew because I saw the statue of liberty. And his club was only a few blocks away from the sight. We arrived at a big penthouse. I got off and admired the beautiful place. He lifted me off my feet and took me inside. I heard girls saying "aw" and "lucky girl" but truthfully if they were in my position they wouldn't think that. I was terrified.

"Mi Casa es tu casa." He kissed my forehead and let me down onto my feet.

"So this job you'll be doing is down the street from here. We'll go check it out after you get some rest, but there's a catch." He said while drinking some whiskey.

"What is it?" I asked.

"After a long day of shaking that ass you come home to me and continue to work." He winked.

"Dont you girls for that?" I asked knowing he had plenty of other women who would love to please him.

"Oh wouldn't you love to see that." He said. I knew he knows that I'd get jealous. These men were to fucking genius.

His phone rang and he picked it up.
"Carlito! Yes yes. The new tigre has arrived. Come take a look." He smiled as he hung up.

Carlito?