Discovering the Mob ( ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Helena let's her fingers feel the soft texture of the thick comforter. Her head throbs painfully when she moves it slightly. She tries to sit up again, but she just falls down on her pillow with a groan. She can't believe she has a hangover. Out of all the mistakes she was meant to make she would have never thought of this as being the first one. She can't just drink undercover. It could ruin everything.

She smiles to herself though. It was fun while it lasted. She hasn't had the time to drink and dance like that for a while. All the time she had to be on high alert just in case Division showed up. It's a very dangerous life she's living and with a house full of mobsters she knows she didn't make the right choice last night. She completely forgot how James was casually sitting at the bar. She didn't get to find out why.

She closes her eyes to rest a little more, the pounding does nothing for her right now. few minutes go by before the sheets are pulls off of her. Her eyes open wide with annoyance when she finds Jenna staring at her with murderous eyes.

She sits up grabbing her pounding head. "What the hell is your problem?" That's when she feels someone next to her slightly move. She slowly turns her head to find Francesco lying on her bed. The sheets barley cover his body and it's clear that the only thing he's wearing is a pair of boxers. Then she looks down at herself. She's naked. Completely naked. "No fucking way. No. No. No. Hell no." She rushes to cover herself before trying to push him off the bed screaming.

Francesco awakes as if cold water hit him. He quickly pulls out his gun from the waist of his boxers and points at Helena he's pointing the gun at. He sighs and retrieves his gun back to place when he notices there's no immediate danger. He disregards the women and climbs back in bed to get some decent rest.

"Usted no tiene ningún respeto por esta casa." You have no respect for this house. She points her wrinkly finger at Helena. "Usted es una mujer sencilla que tiene sexo con un hombre que camina por ella." You're an easy woman who has sex with any man that walks by her.

"That's enough, Jenna." He says without opening his eyes.

"No. Usted no puede faltarme al respeto de esta casa así. Los dos no están casados." No. You can't disrespect this house like this. You both are not married.

"Enough, Jenna." He warns his nana with a glare. Jenna shakes her head and walks out the bedroom without another word. Helena is confused how causal he is about this whole situation. "Go back to sleep, Helena." He closes his eyes trying to let sleep consume him.

"Go back to sleep? I don't fucking remember what happened last night! And I'm naked With you of all people. So no. I'm not going back to sleep." She yells at him.

"Mio Dio, then at least shut the fuck up and let me rest." He said still with closed eyes.

"Did we have sex last night?"

"No." He groans with much annoyance.

She stands up and holds the sheet to her chest tightly. She searches the room for her undergarments and finds her black lacey bra and underwear on the floor. She quickly retrieves it and puts it on in a rush without showing much. When she finishes she grabs the gun inside the nightstand and places it on the garnet she slides on. With her gun in place she feels safer, not unprotected.

She looks down at him, ignoring the hunger in his eyes. "Never sleep beside me again. Find a whore to get your dick wet. Not me."

Helena grabs the robe from a nearby chair. And slips it on. "Where are you going?" He demands.

"Out. I need to clear my head." Away from you. She thinks to herself.

He sighs. "Helena come back to sleep."