Danger Prone

You're no Tony Curtis

Hello, everyone! :) I've had writer's block for the past couple of weeks and I absolutely hate it, but I don't have it anymore luckily. So I am introducing a new character in this chapter named Jake, and it only occurred to me that we already have a character named Jack and the two names are very similar. I really see this new character as a "Jake" but, if it is too confusing for you guys, just tell me and I'll change his name.

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"Gesù Cristo! Are you an idiot? I told you to get rid of the body, not put it in storage!"

Cristiano was yelling so loudly that I could hear him through Camila Cabello's solo in "Bad Things".

"You better get rid of it Angelo. Take it to the docks and dispose of it in the water, it'll decay faster."

Turning up the volume on my phone and taking my headphones out, I decided to take a walk instead of hearing Cristiano discuss the fastest ways for a body to decay.

You know that feeling when you're listening to a song and the volume's so loud that you feel like you're in your own little music video? Well that's exactly how I felt as I strolled down the heavily guarded hallway. As I was jammin out, all of Cristiano's scary ass guards looked at me as if I had gone loco.

"Ava, what the fuck are you doing?" Jake, one of the guards whispered.

"You know my name? Wow!" I squealed. Why was I acting like I was high?

High on Cristiano Anfredelli...

"Yes, I know your name, now you better turn that shit off or Cristiano will -"

"AVA!"

We both looked in the other direction to see a very angry Cristiano storming toward us with his cellphone to his ear.

Camila's and Machine Gun Kelly's voices still rang throughout the hallway as Cristiano began to bark Italian orders at his men. When he turned to me, his eyes looked completely soulless.

"Have I not told you that when I have important meetings, you can't blast that girly shit music? You just to love to push my buttons and you're one button away from making a huge mistake."

I looked away with angry tears threatening my eyes.

He averted his gaze to Jake.

"Why the fuck didn't you stop her?"

A muscle in Jake's jaw twitched as he pushed me behind his back for protection.

"I was about to stop her before you came over," he growled.

"Ava, is that true?" He asked.

That was it. I'd had it.

"Stop talking to me like I'm four fucking years old! If you have a problem with me, then you can talk to me about it in private! Not reprimand me in front of everybody!"

"Well than stop acting like one!" He bellowed.

"You prance around in your slutty outfits trying to fuck everything with a dick around here, and then you don't respect my business and even worse, you disrespect me! You're worse then a fucking four year old Ava."

I choked back a sob and slapped him hard. My hand stung as I pulled it away and he just stood there, his face emotionless, and at that moment I realized that he truly was a monster.

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I hadn't slept for two nights. Arabella and Jack kept wondering about my puffy eyes and pale appearance and I was running out of excuses.