Seduced by an Italian Alpha

Chapter 6: The Italian Language, Kissing, and Murder

HEY GUYS! I decided to give you guys an extra long chapter, in fact, not only is it extra long, but it's extra, extra long, because i took your complaints and took away the page long recaps!

you guys wanted the old cover, so i brought it back!

make sure you read the author's note at the bottom, Sunny

Danielle P.O.V. 

(recap) 

The doors dinged open, and we ran out, only to slam into a brick wall. Looking up, i saw the biggest man i had ever seen. He was a freaking wall of meat.  

"Sorry ladies," an italian accent aplogized.  

"Shit! He's with them!" taylor yelled, as we scrambled to our feet, and ran around the giant man. 

"Carlos! Stop them!" my mate's voice yelled out, as he appeared with Taylor's mate at the bottom of the stairs. The wall of meat made a grab for us, but we had already run out of his reach. Running out of the hotel, we spotted a taxi, and ran into it.  

"Drive, Drive, Drive!" Taylor yelled as the poor guy, who immediatley floored the pedal, and caused the tires to screech as we lurched forwards. 

Looking behind us, i saw our mates in the car behind us.  

"Uhm, Taylor? They're behind us!" i told my best friend, then told the driver to lose the car behind us. 

"Yes!" Taylor yelled out, 

"What?" i asked, 

"I can finally cross a car chase off my bucket list!" 

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(Still Danielle's P.O.V.) 

"When was that on your bucket list?" I asked, as we turned around and sat down, having lost the Italians at a red light. 

"I added it from Pinterest a couple days ago." She replied,  

"Where to ladies?" the driver asked, slowing down the taxi when he saw a police car up ahead. Taylor told him her address, and we dropped her off, before he drove me to my house. After he pulled up my driveway, he parked, and got out, opening the door for me to get out.  

"Thank you." I smiled, handing him his money, and a large tip. The man's eyes widened taking in his tip, but smiled widely and thanked me. 

I walked up my steps, and ran up there grand staircase, hoping not to be noticed, so that I could pack a bag and leave as quickly as I could. Antonio had probably already contacted Alpha, and found out where I lived and was heading here now. Rushing into my room, I dashed towards the closet, grabbing my suitcase, and zipping it open as fast as I possibly could. I ran back to my closet and was shocked to find it empty? 

"What the hell?" I murmured, going to my drawers and finding them cleaned out as well. I looked in my suitcase, only to see that it was packed? When did I pack it? Looking towards my door, my mouth dropped open to see my other suitcases stuffed to the brim, along with a couple boxes full of my possessions. "What's going on? Taylor? Are you already here?" I yelled out. 

"I figured I'd pack for you," growled the sexy voice I knew too well, "That was we could head for the airport now." Antonio said, stalking towards me, as I backed up. For every step I took back, he seemed to take two. My back finally collided with the wall, and Antonio pushed me against it, keeping his arms at the sides of my head, effectively blocking my escape.