Call Me Yours

Chapter 13 - Field Trip

Mia
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It had been 2 days since my little sleepover with Dante and he'd been pretty distant ever since. He wasn't being rude to me, for a change, but he also wasn't being himself at all. Nico had been dealing with a lot of the business/mafia stuff but Dante had apparently come back to the house as his father was finally in a semi-stable condition and Nico couldn't deal with everything alone.

Anyway, I was literally losing brain cells sitting in this stupid house all day and I needed to get out. I'd overheard one of Dante's guys speaking about him going to some club tonight and I'd planned to somehow get him to take me. The furthest I'd travelled lately was the garden and that wouldn't suffice anymore.

I waited until I went downstairs for lunch and then persuaded one of Dante's guards to take me to him. I'd first approached him, telling him it was an emergency and I needed to see Dante. But when he refused and told me to, and I quote 'sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up', I found a new guy to convince and pulled out a sob story about me starting my period and that seemed to make him uncomfortable enough to agree. Who'd have thought. Period talk made 6 foot something mafia men uncomfortable.

He led me on a trek through the massive house to a room I'd never been in before. He knocked, receiving a muffled "Si?" from the other side.
"Boss, can I come in?"
"Can it wait?"
"It's the girl, she um, she, she says she needs to see you." He seemed a little lost for words and I held back an amused face.
"Let her in."

The man opened the door, ushering me into the room, it had a circular table in one corner with a bunch of seats around it. On the table was an ashtray, a set of cards and a bottle of liquor. Dante was sat in one of the seats speaking to some guy whilst smoking.
He looked over at me and then back at the guy he'd been speaking to.

"Leave us." The man nodded obediently and left the room, closing the door behind him.

"Heyyyyy." I drawled.

"What's wrong?" Dante asked, shit, he probably thought it was something serious if I'd been brought all the way over here. Maybe I should've made up some excuse?

"So, um, you going anywhere nice tonight?"
Dante gave me a wtf face before lighting his cigarette, motioning for me to come sit with him.

"No, are you?" He looked slightly amused at his lame excuse of a joke, at least he seemed to be in a more positive mood.

"Oh yeah, I've got a full itinerary."

"Is this really what you interrupted me for?" He asked.

I prepped myself, I had to be super convincing. "Welllll, I heard some guy saying you're going somewhere tonight and I wanted to ask if I could pretty pretty please come with you. I beg you, I'm losing the will to live."

He raised a pretty eyebrow at me before shaking his head.

"No, bella, it's work."

"I don't mind, I'll be so quiet you won't even notice I'm there. Or you could leave me in the car, just take me with you."

He stood up, putting out his cigarette that he'd been smoking in the ashtray.

"No, I'm not going on a field trip, bella. You'll have more fun here."

"I won't, I've literally watched every show on Netflix and explored every part of your garden. I think I'm going a little crazy. Pleaseeee let me come."

We hadn't discussed the whole me going home thing since that night when Dante had first come back. I hadn't really seen him and I was honestly confused myself as to why I wasn't desperate to leave. But my whole family 'debt' to Dante seemed to have been brushed under the carpet after Alessandro went one step further than stealing his cocaine man and instead tried to kill his dad.

Dante sighed at my persistence and I hoped that it was a sigh of defeat.

"Fine." There was a knock on the door and Dante looked up at me, I took that as my cue to leave, walking towards the door.

"Hey, before you leave, I'd like to speak to you tonight." I nodded, I had no clue what that would entail but for now I was thrilled to finally be going somewhere.

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So it turned out Dante had been coming to one of his clubs to meet with some guys about some stuff that I wasn't supposed to know about. I sat happily in the back of his car as we drove there, sending requests forward for songs to play the whole time. Alonzo sat in the passenger seat, playing the songs for me. Dante had threatened to take me back multiple times after I'd begged him to play my favourite Lady Gaga throwbacks, but eventually he gave in.

We arrived to his club right as I was having a live Bad Romance performance in the backseat. Dante switched the car off mid chorus,

"Can I not just finish the song, I love this part."
"No." I accepted that answer considering he could've told me to fuck off after the 10th loud song I played.

I followed him into the club, Alonzo, aka beefy from my first day at the house had joined us and I got the feeling that he'd come more as my babysitter for me and less as Dante's protection, though Dante did own the club so we should be fine.

Dante left me with Alonzo in the main area as he wandered off into some sketchy back room to meet with his guys. I glanced around, a little shocked by what I was seeing. This wasn't just a 'club', it was a whole ass strip club. I wasn't sure why I was so shocked considering they were the mafia, but I'd never been to anywhere like this. I watched the girls prancing around in next to nothing, some in literally nothing. I could never be that confident. There were girls on some guys laps whilst some just watched the girls on the small stage performing. Others seemed to be in deep conversation with eachother.

As I sat quietly beside Alonzo, observing everyone around me, my eyes suddenly landed on a very familiar looking face. Wait.

What the fuck was he doing here?