Kidnapped by the Mafia

Chapter 11

A/N

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Me and Antonio got into the dining room and my heart speeds up as all the eyes in the room are directed toward me. I shift uncomfortably on me feet. the room is huge with paintings and lights hung around the room. The dining table takes up most of the space. you know those long rectangular tables you see in old movies or in court, sort of. Well this is it. Theres many different foods and fruits displayed out in the middle of it, Taking up most of the space.

The people surrounding it have dangerous glints in their eyes and are big and brawny. Even the women are packed in with muscle. While i'm sitting here at the door way with fat filled thighs. looking around awkwardly.

Antonio goes to the empty chair at one of the ends of the large dining table. He looks at me while i'm still just standing at the door way.

"Well, are you just going to stand there like a deer or are you going to sit next to me?" Antonio said making a couple people chuckle.

My cheeks flared and I hurriedly walked to the chair next to Antonio. I pulled out my chair and sat down. this is so embarrassing, god, only Antonio can make a bad situation go from bad to worst. I looked over at him and he was already eating. Everyone else seemed to go back to there food and ignore me. 

I decided to take that time to look around. To the left of me to my relief was Hank. he was stuffing his face like a pig and I decided to bite my tongue and not make a comment. Next to him was a blond and blue eyed guy who I recognized as Asher. He looks like Troy. But I dismissed the thought. He was much taller than Troy, plus he had different color eyes. And his face looks totally different to, it's only his hair.

Asher noticed me staring and he looked over at me and winked. I blushed and sat back in my chair. I looked in front of me and saw this huge dude staring at me. He's bigger than Hank! Ha, Hank the Tank! i chuckled slightly at my dumb nickname. 

Anyways this dude is still staring at me. His big brown eyes and his beard are taunting me. I stared back. After a few minutes I got tired of it.

I cleared my throat, hoping he got the message. But he kept staring at me. A smile slowly forming on his lips making me madder. I raised my eyebrows and he did the same thing. I sat back and crossed my arm and he did that to. I closed my eyes and sighed silently. Is he for real copying me like a child? After a few moments I heard a loud exaggerated sigh.

My eyes flashed open and I saw a huge smile on his lips but his eyes were closed but open some of the way so he can look at me. He is copying me!

"Thats childish" I growled out lowly. I leaned forward a bit. He did the same thing but kept quiet. I heard a few chuckled come from next to me and I turned to see Hank trying to hold in his food that was in his mouth.

I raised my eyebrows and narrowed my eyes. this is getting annoying. I thought this was a group of scary men but rather a group of boys on steroids. Aren't they suppose to be feared? 

Hank swallowed. "you don't know what you're getting yourself into man." He spoke to the giant in front of me. "She's like a cute little tiger. but she will eat your face off. Don't let her fool you. Ask Antonio." He said jerking his head in Antonio's direction.

I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. He just called me cute! I'm not cute. But I ignored it this once.

Everyone was looking at me and then Antonio. Antonio smirked slightly "Oh, Yeah. She's like a little snake just waiting to sink her teeth into someone." he chuckled all through that.