"Where are you going?" Stefano asks.
I had a finger wedge into my boot. Leaning downward, I zip up the thigh-high leather boot before straightening myself out. I flip my hair back and button up the large grey coat. "Sightseeing."
Stefano prompts an elbow against the spiral staircase. "Oh? I didn't notice you're that into Japan."
I curl my finger on the last button. "I guess there's a lot of things you don't know about me," I said, turning towards the front door.
"Do you need me to go with you?"
I look at him. "I'm not a little girl Stefano."
He paces towards me until his body parallels with mine. Stefano lifts a hand, tucking the small strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm just concern about you, tesoro. We are in a foreign country. It's dangerous for any woman to wander the streets alone."
I smile, removing his hand from my face. "Then, it is a good thing I'm not just any woman." I step back, placing my sunglasses on my face to hide the annoyance. I don't like it when someone other than Anthony touching me. "I'll take the guards with me. Don't wait up," I said, before walking towards the private elevator.
One of the guards press a button and I watch as it slides close. Stefano was still settling on the other side, deep eyes gazing at me.
The doors close.
"Oh, holly crab cakes. That was intense!" the man beside me shout, with a huge smile. This is the person N&A send to escort me to meet her.
My guards and I watch as him leap up and down on his toes. "I totally thought he was suspicious."
"He...is suspicious," I said. I'm not surprised if Stefano decides to have some guards secretly follow me. Most likely we have to evade them by changing cars and sites a few times. All the training Anthony's mom carved inside my mind is really sticking.
The young man scratches his head. "Sorry, this is my first mission and I'm totally psyched," he starts swaying left to right. "By the way I'm Dominic."
I clear my throat. "I don't think its a good idea for you to give away your real name."
Dominic's smile drops. "That's a good idea. No wonder why you're the Italian lady boss. Ohhhh, scary," he fakes fear by swaying two hands in the air. The edge of my lip curve upward, he reminds me of the boys back home.
The elevator door spread open, and Dominic resumes his silent personality from earlier. When he's not joking or making any facial features, he seemed older.
We head towards the front of the building and enter the car. My eyes furrow together, seeing a second Dominic in the driver seat. Once the door closes, Dominic from the passenger side turns around. "Oh, this is my younger twin brother Dayton."
Dayton exhales. "You got to stop telling everyone you meet our names. We're supposed to be undercover!"
Dominic places a hand over his mouth. "Oops...again," he turns forward.
We stroll around random streets, exploring the area, changing cars, more random streets, more restaurants, exchange cars...It's tiring.
"Finally, we lost them," Dominic grunts, slapping the back of his head against the headrest. "Those guys are persistent!"
"Well...they are professional guards for a reason," Dayton mumbles before rolling the car into an underground garage.
Something snaps in my mind. "Aren't you a bit too young to drive?"
"Yup," Dominic smiles. "Totally illegal." He pats Dayton's shoulder. "He got it though. He's been driving for this long," he places three fingers in the air.
