His Family Bought Her

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Logan POV

Sitting across from her in this limo is honestly harder than you'd think. She's staring innocently out the window as the trees and other cars pass by in blurry streaks. I'm just staring at her when she turns and catches me.

"What?" She asks blushing.

"Nothing. You're beautiful." I say. I'm not even gonna lie she's the most intriguing woman I've ever met. She has thick skin and a soft center. It takes a lot to get to her and it takes a lot to get her trust but once you do she just sucks you in.

"Okay, where are we going anyways?" She asks.

"Well we will be eating at Seta in Milan. "I said.

A lot of small conversations later we arrive at the restaurant. It really was one of the best in Milan, I normally have business meetings here in a private room but now I'm taking Cristantha to it. I never thought I'd take a girl to my favorite place.

I get out and go around to her door and open it to help her out. She looked stunning in the dress Ashlee picked out. It fit her perfectly and was the right amount of elegant for this restaurant. I took a hold of her hand and we walked towards the doors.

Cristantha POV

The restaurant was beautiful. Absolutely astonishing!

"Ciao benvenuto in seta, mi chiamo Anyah come posso aiutarti?" The girl behind the front desk said. She looked really slutty even her voice sounded like it. Her over dramatic makeup, burnt bleach hair, her unbuttoned blouse, everything about her seemed slutty.

"Ciao Anyah per uno potresti per favore mettere via le tue dannate tette e trovare il mio nome? Alessandro Gustav. Io e mia MOGLIE vorremmo mangiare così in fretta il culo o chiamerò il vostro supervisore." Logan said sounding pissed off.

"Sì signore subito mi dispiace!" She said annoyed and upset looking through her list.

"What was that about?" I asked as the girl found the name and walked us to our table.

"She just didn't get that we were here to eat and couldn't find our reservation." Logan said just brushing his and the girls conversation off.

The girl led us to a set of stairs and stopped. She moved to the side to let us up and then walked back to her station. Logan took my hand and we walked up the stairs. When we reached the top I saw a single table with two chairs. There were twinkle lights hanging around us and a single rose on the table.

"Logan you didn't have to." I said turning to face him.

"If it's for you, I do."

We walked to the table and he pulled out my chair for me. After I sat down he went to his chair and sat. The waiters came and took our order, Logan had to help me read the Italian menus because I haven't learned how to. I got some sort of a pasta dish and Logan decided to get the same.

The waiters left and Logan said, "So where did you grow up?"

"I'm sure you already know that." I said sarcastically.

"Hey just trying to make conversation." He said with his hands up in defense.

We were both silent for a second then I busted out laughing.

"What?" Logan asked.

"Nothing" I said still laughing and starting to cry.

Logan instantly got concerned and stood up from his chair. He came over to me and brushed my hair back. He looked at me worried, "Hey what's wrong?"

"I I really didn't have a place to grow up. My brother went missing when I was four and turned up dead around the time I turned nine. My so called childhood was bad for me. Years of covering up bruises until my parents took me out of school and lying to everyone around me." I continued to cry.

Logan hugged me and we were just silent except for the faint sound of my cries and the cars on the road below.

"Do you want to talk about it more? I'm sure it couldn't be that bad." He said after a minute.

I pulled back furious, "Are you serious right now?"

"What?"

"Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me?" I said wanting to cry again.

"What did I do? I just asked if you wanted to talk about it!"

"It couldn't be that bad." I mocked with tears rolling down my face.

"Shit, Cris I'm sorry." He said worried.

"No I'm done." I said and walked to him. I grabbed his gun, put it in my purse and ran downstairs.

I ran past the waiters that were about to bring up our food and straight out the door.

"Cristantha!" I heard Logan behind me.

I started running down the street. I could hear him gaining on me and I took a sharp left down an alley. Spotting a stack of crates and cloth I got behind it hoping to be hidden,the tears still running down my face.

The next thing I knew, the weight of the crates were being lifted off of me and my weight being thrown around. I saw Logan's face as he threw me over his shoulder and I blacked out from the rush of blood.
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