I'm Yours [BWWM]

Chapter 3: Staying?

Beep.

Beep.

That noise is annoying as hell. What is that?

Beep.

Beep.

I open my eyes slowly and to my surprise, no bright light?

"Ugh," I groan in pain as I try to sit up.

"Hey, hey, hey," a voice says next to me. I look over and see Adrian at the side of my bed.

"You're injured, lay back down."

I look around the room. "How did I get here," I say, my voice dry with the lack of water.

"Do you remember what happened last night," he asks. I tilt my head in confusion.

I think back for a second. All of the events rush into my head and the emotions along with it.

"Why are you crying," he asks.

"I thought I was going to die," I admit through tears. "They had me pinned to the ground. They were going to rape me. And then. Something happened."

I look over at him. "You saved me?"

He smiles at me and nods. "Why," I ask.

"One, they were apart of the enemy mafia, the ones who are trying to take over. And two, because I wouldn't have let two girls get raped."

"Remmy," I say shooting up. Pain erupts through my body.

"Don't worry, she's in the other room. Marcel is taking care of her."

"Who's Marcel?"

"He's like my bestfriend. We work together to run the mafia."

"What is doing with my best friend," I ask a little worried.

He shrugs. "He grabbed her and I grabbed you when we found you and he's never left her side since."

I look up at the ceiling. I'm in what looks like a hospital room, next to the mafia boss, who keeps staring at me! Just yesterday I was serving a caramel frappe to bitch in pink.

"Adrian," says a man walking in. He looks at me. He looks Asian. He rocks a manbun standing at least 6'2.

"Another one of your hoes," he asks. I frown. Hoes? Another one? DO I LOOK LIKE A HOE??

"No, Landon. It's not," he says through gritted teeth.

"Whatever. We all know they don't stick around anyway. I came to give you these," he says handing him some files.

"Thank you. Now get out."

"Alright. I see you gotta handle your business. Remember too many in a week and you officially become a man hoe."

"And you remember, not having one at all makes you a grumpy little bitch," he says back.

Landon leaves the room looking pissed as hell.

"When do we get to leave," I ask quietly. His eyes shoot up to mine. "Cause i dont want to be one of your hoes."

"You can't leave," he says, his voice harsh.

"Why not? I have a life, a home, and a job," I say to him.

"Then you're fired from your job!"

"WHAT THE HELL," I yell. He stands up and grips my chin with enough pressure to make me look at him.

"You do not raise your voice at me," he says lowly and in a dominant way.

I move my chin from his grip. "I don't know who you think you are, but you are crazy if you think I'm going to allow you to talk to me like that. I am a grown ass woman and I deserve respect."

He moves away from me and stands at the door.

"You're not going anywhere. You and your friend will stay here until we know it's safe and that's final."

He walks out the room.

What the hell is wrong with him? I'm not staying here!

I muster up enough strength to sit up. Groaning I take out the needle in my arm. I stand up gaining my balance.

After 5 minutes, I walk out of the room. There is another room next to mine. This might be Remmy's room.

I open the door and see her and another man talking and laughing.

They turn around.

"HAZELNUT," she yells. I take a moment to look at her. She has a black eye, busted lip and bruises on her arms and legs.

"I'm so sorry," I cry as I walk over to her. "It wasn't your fault," she sighs.

The man clears his throat. "Oh, this is Marcel," Remmy laughs.

"Sup,"he says. I look him up and down. Curly top fade, looks about 23, black, pretty built, handsome.

I look at Remmy and she's looking at him.

"Excuse us for one second," I tell him. He stands up and walks to the door.

"What is happening," I whisper.

"I don't know! I woke up in pain and that sex god was right next to me. We started talking and he told me we can't leave because since we were the last ones to be seen with the people they killed, people are out to kill us. So they said we have to stay here for now."

"What is here," I ask.

"We're inside their little mafia house. They have a hospital place just in case bad things happen to them."

"And Marcel told you all of this," I asked.

"I think I like him," she laughs.

"I think I like you too," he says turning around.

Her face goes bright red and I laugh.

"Have fun kiddos," I say leaving.

"Hazel," Marcel calls my name.

"Yes?"

"Aiden isn't what he seems to be. He can get mad at times, but he's a nice guy."

"Alright. Thanks," I say walking out again. Why did he say that?

I walk back into the room and see Aiden there by the side of the bed.

"I'm sorry," he sighs, "I just didn't know how to say it to you. But you are definitely a target and we need to keep you safe."

"Why? What's so special about us?"

"As you can tell, Marcel has taken a liking into your friend," he laughs. "You are here because something about you stands out to me."

I look away and smile a bit.

"This may be weird considering the fact that we are in this circumstance, but do you want to go on a date with me," he says nervously.

I laugh at his face turning red.

"I shouldn't have asked," he says shaking his head walking out.

"Wait," I call after him, "I would love to go on a date with you. I was only laughing because of how cu- I mean how funny you looked when your face turned red."

"We're you gonna say I looked cute," he says smirking walking closer to me.

I step backwards as he steps forward and soon I hit the bed. I fall backwards and he hovers over me.

"What are you doing," I laugh nervously.

"Nothing," he says leaning down, "yet." He whispers the last part into my ear.

"Now," he says getting up, "I have to go and handle business. Our date is tomorrow. One of my maids will show you and Remmy to your rooms and then they will take you upstairs to the clothing shop and you guys can pick out as much clothes as you need."

"You have a clothing store upstairs?!?"

"There's a lot of elements to this place. When I get free time, I'll take you on a tour."

"Thanks. Again. For everything," I say as he begins walking out.

"The pleasure is all mines."
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