Wanted By The Mafia

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"You totally like him!"

Lisa and I were sitting in my room, eating Doritos and watching To All The Boys I've Loved Before.

"I don't!", Lisa said defensively, her cheeks going red. "Then why are you blushing?", I asked with a smirk. "Just admit it, you like Cole!"

"Oh my God, Peter Kavinsky is so cute." Lisa gushed, changing the subject. I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Eh, not my type.", I said with a shrug. "Okay then, Miss. Picky, what is your type?", she asked me with a laugh.

"Hmm...okay firstly he needs to have a hot body. A six pack, strong arms. Dark hair, maybe grey eyes..." I trailed off. 

"Grace?", Lisa asked, snapping her fingers in front of my face. "Huh?" I shook my head, coming back to reality. "I said it sounds like you're describing Antonio.", she repeated.

Pshht...oh shit maybe I was.

"No way.", I said with a laugh. "Antonio is not my type."

Lisa laughed and looked behind me. She raised her eyebrow. I frowned and turned around. There, leaning in the doorway was Antonio with an amused look on his face.

Speak of the devil...

"Oh, would you look at that. We're out of Doritos! I'll go fetch some more.", Lisa winked at me before getting up and walking out of the room.

Traitor.

Antonio casually strolled into my room and sat hopped on the bed, making the entire bed shake. He tilted his head and looked at me intently.

"What?", I eventually asked, annoyed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you like me, Grace.", he said with a smirk.

"Don't flatter yourself, Romero." I rolled my eyes. "So you aren't attracted to me?", he asked, his smirk growing. "Not in the slightest bit.", I lied, crossing my arms. His eyes darted to my breasts and he wet his lips.

Perv.

I immediately uncrossed my arms and rolled my eyes. "Why are you here?", I asked him. "We're going out tonight.", he told me.

Out? Like on a date?

Antonio chuckled. "Do you want it to be a date, principessa (princess)?", he asked, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

I've got to stop saying my thoughts out loud!

Wait, did he just call me princess?

"No.", I said, acting uninterested. "You sure about that?", he asked, placing a hand on my thigh. I swallowed hard and nodded. "Be ready by 7. Wear something nice, we're going for a conference." And with that, he was gone.

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I had a quick shower and went to my closet to pick out something to wear. "Wear something nice.", I muttered, rummaging through all the clothes. "Aha! Perfect!", I said, slipping into a red, lace cocktail dress.

I let my curly, red hair cascade down my back and did my makeup. Lastly, I slipped on a pair of red heels.

I rode the elevator to the ground floor and saw that Antonio was waiting by his Lamborghini. He was looking hot as hell in a simple black and white suit.

Why is it that guys don't even try, yet they still look hot?

His eyes scanned me and he smirked, getting into the car. I hopped in the passengers seat and he turned to face me. "Okay, ground rules for tonight. Number one: no unnecessary talking or rude comments. You're just coming so I have something pretty on my arm.", he told me.

Pshht, like that's ever gonna happen.

"You just called me pretty.", I commented, raising an eyebrow at him. He ignored me and continued. "Number two: no eye rolling, glaring or any of that. You smile and play along."

I rolled my eyes and he caught my chin in between two fingers. "I'm fucking serious, Grace. These people are dangerous and will kill you if you look at them the wrong way."

Sounds like a bunch of stuck up bitches.

He took out a gun and a holster and handed them to me. "And lastly, rule three: no shooting unless it's absolutely necessary.", he warned me. Then he turned to face the steering wheel and started the car.

I smiled widely and ran my hand along the barrel of the gun. I then lifted my dress slightly and secured the holster around my upper thigh. I placed the gun in it.

Antonio glanced at my legs out of the corner of his eye and wet his lips slightly, probably hoping that I wouldn't notice.

"Eyes on the road, horndog.", I told him with a laugh. He cleared his throat and diverted his eyes back to the road. We eventually reached the venue and got out of the car.

Tonight's gonna be interesting.

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Helloo angels💕

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