Giuliana's POV
"So tell me about yourself "
"Are you serious right now, that's what you're going with? That's so cheesy", he chuckled while turning his head to look at me. His gaze sat upon me for longer than it should have.
"Whoa there bud keep your eyes on the road" I say blushing while brushing a piece of hair behind my ears. We were in the car on our way presumably to the place he wanted to show me; the place that would prove to me that he was trustworthy.
"I'm sorry it's just that I could stare at your beautiful face all day", he responded bringing his attention back on the road. I felt my cheeks rise in temperature. He was being so sweet and kind. This was the side of him I liked. The carefree walls-down side that I felt happy around. And as I looked over at him he, in all his smiling glory, was beautiful.
"Now THAT was cheesy", I laugh. This was also the first time I ever seen Grayson genuinely happy.
He didn't seem as angry and it warmed me inside to know that I was the cause of his happiness."It was cheesy but I made you laugh.", he smiled as he turned into a small road surrounded by forest. He drove up the road for about a minute and it seemed as though we were well deep into the woods. I wanted to ask him what we were doing here but I decided to just sit back and watch. I trusted him. A moment later he pulled up to a giant iron gate guarded by two men in whatever looked like military gear holding guns. Holy shit. Next thing I know the gate opened and he drove through. Inside the gate was a gigantic warehouse. Not the same warehouse he had taken me to when I first arrived, this one wasn't run down at all. There were two white vans parked in the front and more men with guns around the building. Just wait for him to tell you. Just wait for him to tell you. Just wait for him to-
"What are we doing here and why do all these people have guns", I turned to him asking as we parked behind a van. I don't know what is going on but this place is like some sort of high maximum prison and prison is not my thing.
"All these people with guns work for me. This is one of my warehouses. One of my main warehouse in fact for production and distribution". Production and distribution of what. I knew there was something up, something that they weren't telling me but now I'm not so sure about wanting to know.
"All these people work for you? Doing what Grayson, I don't understand so just tell me alright? I can handle whatever you're going to say"
"I don't think so. This is bigger than you think"
"Well I'm well aware of how big this is, the swarm of guys with guns kind of tipped me off. But what I'm trying to say is I trust you and I want to be closer I want to know you Grayson. Whatever that you may be", I speak as I place a hand on his thigh and peer into his eyes.
"Okay I shouldn't be telling you this. But I- uh I really like you and I want you to know me and this is a really big part of who I am", he told me. Holy shit. Now that I was finally going to get answers my mind began to jump on its own.
"Ok now you're scaring me are you into BDSM or some shit cause if you are I'm not- "
"Wait what? No- I'm not- no that is not what this is", he replied flustered, his cheeks getting red causing me to laugh. What, I mean this warehouse was pretty weird anything could be going down in there and I wouldn't put BDSM beside him I mean. He side eyed me I put a halt to my laughter.
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Hide Me - Dolan Twins
FanfictionTrust me it's worth the read. Quote from book- "The type of person I am? What the hell does that even mean?", he asked, clearly getting frustrated. "You carry around a GUN. You're angry ALL THE TIME and you're a mafia leader and YOU KILL PEOPLE FOR...