Thorns

CHAPTER NINE - A mistress

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CHAPTER NINE
A mistress

"Wake up!" A deep voice suddenly booms beside me. I jerk awake in my seat, blinking feverishly to get used to the strong sunlight that streams in through the car windows. I turn towards the source of the voice, seeing Lorenzo staring at me. 

"Did I fall asleep?" I ask, voice raspy, as I look around. The car is silent and parked infront of a huge, white Georgian-style mansion with four sets of huge, golden detailed pillars welcoming you to the front door. Damn.

"Yes. Now get out, we're here" Lorenzo says, giving me a tiny push while getting up fromt the driver's seat. I clear my throat nervously and adjust my dress before awkwardly getting out of the car. Every nerve in my body tells me to turn around and run for my life, but just as I'm about to do just that I notice the gun that's neatly tucked into the back of Lorenzo's trousers and freeze in my tracks. 

Suddenly, the door bursts open and Stephano steps out, greeting us with open arms. The sleezy-ness practically oozes off of him and I have to hold back the urge to vomit. I'll have to do anything he wants me to...

"Lorenzo! Come vanno gli affari?" He drawls, walking over to Lorenzo to give him a quick pat on the back and recieve a half-hearted response before turning his attention to me. His gaze suddenly turns lust-filled as he starts walking towards me like a lion to its prey. His slow and deliberate steps makes me even more - how's that even possible? - nervous than before and I gulp loudly. He's now mere steps away from me.

"Hello, my beautiful" He purrs with his thick accent, snaking his arm around my waist, making me gasp out of surprise.

"H-hello"

"Aww, don't be so nervous, Americana bella, I won't bite," He offers me a sleezy smile, then leans in so that his lips graze my ear, sending chills down my spine. "Unless you want me to".

I can't help but laugh nervously and he chimes in before starting to lead us to his front door. Showtime. Just as we pass Lorenzo, I grab his arm out of desperation to prolong the moment.

"I, uh... How will I get home?" I ask pathetically, finding my choice of word ironic. Home. At first, he stares at my hand as if it's about to burn him.

"Stephano will drive you home," He then says, nodding towards Stephano, "Now, be a good girl" He adds a bit lower. With a wink he turns to his car and situates himself in the driver's seat, leaving me to my fate. A fate that is now tugging me towards the door, caressing the side of my stomach with his long, sleezy fingers.

"I hope I did not take you away from any plans today?" Sleezeball suddenly says, turning to me with an attempt to a seductive smile. Pfft, like I would have anything to do back at Giancarlo's.

"No, not at all"

"Good. I could not stand the wait to see you again, you see"

"Such a charmer" I answer grimly, though putting on a fake smile. Truth be told, it somewhat feels nice to be wooed like this, even though it's by a sleezy mafia man who's daughter is dating the guy I just slept with. God, I'm so stupid.