The Mafia King

Chapter 68

Songs for this chapter

We Belong - Dove Cameron

The Wave - Heathen

Rosalinda's POV

"I can't believe you've done this for me" I smile up at Justin as he presses his hand onto my back leading me off of the private jet that he had hired to fly me to New York City for my job interview at Reid Publishing's. I didn't understand him sometimes, he was so adamant that he didn't want me to take this job at Reid and he certainly did not want me potentially moving to New York City and now he was flying me out here.

"I would do anything for you, Rose" He smiles down at me, his hand brushing my cheek for a moment, his thumb caressing my jaw line. "Now watch your step before you fall and hurt yourself"

I roll my eyes at him before looking forward and making my way down the private jets steps. Back to being the bossy and demanding Justin. A concierge meets me at the bottom of the steps and smiles politely at me before leading me towards a black Range Rover with blacked out windows. He opened the door for me, as he made his way to the boot of the car and started loading our bags in.

I shuffled myself into the car, Justin getting into the car right behind me. I strap myself in with the seatbelt as Justin does the same, he smiles at me taking my hand in his and holding it on his lap. The concierge finishes loading our bags into boot and makes his way round the car and into the drivers seat before he starts to drive out of the private runaway at JFK.

"Are you nervous?" Justin suddenly asks me, his thumb caressing my hand that he had firmly placed in his lap. Something that I adored about Justin was the fact that he always wanted to be near me or touching me, I don't think he wants to admit it but I think it's because he's scared I'll leave.

"A little" I breathe out, nodding slightly. Justin sends me a soft smile before lifting my hand off of his lap and to his lips as he softly kisses my knuckles. A warm feeling fills my body and I relax slightly from his soft touch and lean back in the leather chair, looking out of the window into the busy streets of New York City.

It wasn't long until my butterflies returned, I couldn't help but think about the future.

What if I did get the job?

What would that mean for me and Justin? I couldn't ask him to move here to New York City with me and leave the life behind that he had built in Las Vegas. I would never ask him to do that. But what about our relationship? Could we do long distance? I guess I had never really thought about any of this when I was falling in love with him.

You don't think about anything when you are falling in love, you only think about that person and you would do anything to make them happy. Maybe that's why Justin agreed to bring me here himself, because he loves me.

I turn to look at Justin who is watching the views out of the window, he turns to look at me and sends me an excited smile and squeezes my hand. I take in his gorgeous features and his adoring eyes, he really does love me.

"We have arrived, Mr Bieber" The concierge advises and I look out the window to see we had arrived at Justin's New York City apartment. It was a beautiful building that was made out of black glass, standing in one of my most expensive areas of Manhattan. I never imagined that this would happen in my life, the only time I have seen these areas of New York City are on Gossip Girl.

"Are you coming, babe?" Justin asks, standing at the open door of the car. I nod, shaking off my thoughts and taking Justin's hands as he helps me out of the car. Another concierge of the apartment building is already taking our bags into the foyer of the building and Justin holds one of my hands as we walk together inside.