Danger Prone

Fuoca

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"I demand to see Cristiano," I said firmly.

"Cristiano has business to attend to at the moment, he won't be back until later tonight."

I glared at her coldly.

Grace snickered at my humility and if I hadn't been tied down I would've slapped that snicker right off her face.

"You have a nice body," she mused.

"No wonder Cristiano put you in this outfit and tied you down."

Um, okay.... that's not creepy

The loudspeaker beeped above us.

"Miss Grace and Miss Audrey, please report to Piacere ."

Audrey and Grace smiled and they both waved and left.

Great. I was alone again, stuck in this stupid lingerie and tied down to a fucking table.

"You're a lot hotter than the last one,"

I whipped my head around and saw a young guy with blonde hair leaning against the doorframe.

"May I help you?" I sarcastically drawled out.

He chuckled at my comment and started towards me.

"Is there a name to this pretty face?"

"Ava Capello," I seethed.

"I'm going to call you fuoca, it fits you," he laughed.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Fire. It fits you well Miss Capello."

"I'm Jack, your new bodyguard. I'll be with you for a while now so we better start getting acquainted."

"Okay Jack, first untie me, then we can get all sappy and share life stories."

He raised his eyebrows.

"As much as I would love to untie you and have my way with you, you're strictly Cristiano's to deal with."

"Cristiano's to deal with...?" I asked.

"Cristiano needs you to stay by his side, you may not realize it, but you are of very important use to him."

The door flew open and the big and bad Cristiano walked in.

"Ha detto qualsiasi cosa utile?" Cristiano said.

"Nessun capo, lei appena fa domande." Jack replied.

Thy kept on conversing in Italian while I was laying right there.

"Okay just because I don't speak Italian doesn't mean that I don't get that you guys are talking about me!"

Both Cristiano and Jack stared at me.

"Lei vuole essere slegata," Jack said to Cristiano.

"Èstata una buona ragazza? Lo merita?" Cristiano asked.

"Lei è irritabile, ma bella. Dico io lo faccia,"

Cristiano came towards me and studied my face for a minute.

"If I untie you, will you be good?"

"Yes!" I nodded quickly. "I will be good, I will."

He narrowed his eyes but slowly undid the knots holding my legs.