Chapter 17 The next morning came soon, the sun was shining through the curtains and we both were sleeping. I woke up on Marco, I was sleeping on his chest again. I went ahead and grabbed my phone from the corner and switched it on. Marco was still sleeping, he had no idea that I was awake, he was sleeping shirtless on the bed and I was over him. As soon as I switched my phone on, I noticed twenty missed calls from Bruce. They were from 1 am to now, it was 1 pm now. I had spend more than twelve hours with him, alone. "Hi-" I called him back but before I could even complete he started to shout at me. "Where the hell have you been?" He roared. "Nowhere, why?" I asked, there would be no way Bruce found that I was with Marco the entire night. No way, unless someone told him of course. "You have checked out of your hotel? Where are you right now? Tell me properly and don't lie because I was f*****g tensed since yesterday." He asked. I gulped and thought for a second whether I should tell him or not. I kept my voice low so Marco couldn't get up. "I am with someone," I replied. "Someone named Marco?" He asked. "Yes," "f**k, Wendy, I told you, we promised, you promised me that you wouldn't see him again." "Why don't you want me to see him? Why can't I have friends?" I whispered. "He is not your friend," "Look, Bruce, I like him and I want to be with him. So nothing is going to change my mind until you actually prove something bad about him." Not even that would change my feelings for him. "Tell me, where are you?" He asked politely this time. "I am with him, in his room. And he's sleeping." I said everything honestly. I didn't want either of them to get disturbed by me. "Fine, go, check his room." He stated. Confusion started to rise in my head, what did he exactly mean by that. "What do you mean?" I asked as I got off the bed. I closed the curtains first so Marco wouldn't wake up and then I continued to talk with Bruce. "Go, check his room, check the drawers bedside the bed and check the closet. Then tell me what do you think about him!" He said and in hurry, I started to go through his stuff. I felt guilty about doing that but Bruce made me so eager. First, I went across his closet, which was completely empty, there was just a piece of clothing down on the floor. I went ahead and started to search the drawers beside his table. I was still holding my phone and I was still on call with him. I pulled the drawer out and as soon as I did that, my eyes widened in horror and I gasped. There was so much going on in here. "Bruce, I'll call you back later." I whispered before cutting the call. He asked me what was wrong but I didn't say, I just simply cut the call. I kept my phone aside and looked back at the horror in front of me. There were four loaded guns, a bag of cocaine, a bag of weed and m*******a and another bag of estacy pills. I knew how they all looked like because I had tried most of them in the past. But over that, there was a bundle of cash in the corner. Packed $100 notes with names written on the top of the bundle. My mouth dropped down in horror, I placed my hand over my hand and looked further but didn't find anything else. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. I went back to the same drawer and my hand reached out for the gun, I picked it up but before I could investigate it someone grabbed my hand. "Drop it, princess." Marco said and I did, I placed the gun back down and got up. My hand was still in his grasp and I was still shocked. Bruce was right all way long, Marco wasn't a good guy, he was one of the bad guys. I was afraid. "I am sorry for looking through your stuff," I apologized before he would do anything to me. I didn't knew what he was capable of. I looked down, away from him. He pulled me on to the bed and over him. "You do not have to apologize to me for anything, you understand that?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Who are you?" I stuttered slowly. There was no response from him. "Please, tell me." I begged. "I don't want you be afraid of me, princess." He cupped my face with his both hands and gazed at me. "I won't, but please tell me?" I said again. "I am a mob boss if you understand that. Capo di tutti capi, boss of all bosses." He explained and I understood it. "You are Italian?" I asked out of blue. He nodded his head to response. "I am the leader of an Italian-American criminal society which is also known as Mafia." I didn't knew how to respond to that, he said so much in so little time. I just gulped out of horror. "So you do drugs and you also kill people?" "No, I do not do drugs, just because I work with drugs doesn't mean I do them. And yes, I kill people, it's a thing, princess. Someone messes with me or my business, I kill them." He replied. He was so calm by saying all of this, like killing people and taking lives was a normal thing for him. "So, if I mess with you, you'll kill me too?" I asked and he pulled me closer towards him. "No, princess, I do not harm girls and I wouldn't ever harm you let alone I would let any trouble come to you ever," he said. I believed him. It was the only thing I could have done. "Oh, so that means you have a lot of girls?" I asked as soon as I did, I regretted it. He laughed and replied, "Yes, so many girls." "You have a girlfriend also?" "No, Wendy, I do not like girls." He replied. "So you like boys then?" "No, Jesus, no. I meant I do not like girls, I don't like dating girls or being in a relation with them. It just irritates me." He explained and only then I understood what he meant by that. "And me?" "You are not irritating, princess and I like you." "Really?" I smiled, my eyes turned into an heart emoji. "Yes," he kissed my cheeks and then out of nowhere my phone started to ring, I went to grab it but Marco already took it. He looked down on the caller name and then looked back at me with anger in his eyes. Mistake. "Did he tell you to look around my room for a solid excuse to know about me?" He questioned and I shook my head. "No, I was searching for my phone." I replied to him, he believed my lie. Marco picked up Bruce's call and said, "Hello," I couldn't hear what Bruce was saying to him, he was probably overreacting all again. He pulled me over his lap and trailed his finger down my body as he spoke to Bruce. "Yes, she is with me." "Don't touch her? I can't help it, Bruce, she is just to beautiful to be not touched." Marco said as he gently rubbed his mark on my neck. "Well, bye, Bruce, I have a lot of things to do with my princess so please call back later." Marco said before cutting the call and throwing my phone aside. "That was mean, he is going to get worried about me." I said and went back to grab my phone and call him again but Marco pulled my hand. "You can call him later, right now, go to the washroom." He said before pulling my body off my body, he continued to remove my bra and underwear as well. I was completely naked in front of him, I had nothing on. He started to stare at my body like it was a piece of cake. He placed his hands around my breasts and cupped them gently, he pushed his hands all the way up to my neck and then he pushed me back down on the bed and tightened his grip around my neck. "The things I want to do with you," he whispered to me and then started to kiss my collarbone. After placing some kisses, he got back up. "But not now," he said. "Why not now?" I asked. "Because, it's to early right now." I nodded my head and he looked down at my body. "How did you get these marks?" He questioned, I was surprised that he finally asked that. He had seen me naked before as well but he didn't ask earlier. "My old master used to hit me with metal rods and sometimes metal chains." I responded back, this was the first time I didn't feel anything when I mentioned my old master. I had bruises from my stomach to all the way down to my legs and back. They were light but they could be still seen. Marco placed gently kisses over my bruises and then smiled at me. "It's okay, they'll heal." He said. "Yes, I know. Anyways, now let me go shower." I stated as I grabbed the blanket and covered my naked body, I started to leave the bed but he pulled me back to it. "Aren't you going to invite me?" He asked, innocently. "Not today," I replied and then left for a warm bath. The next morning came soon, the sun was shining through the curtains and we both were sleeping. I woke up on Marco, I was sleeping on his chest again. I went ahead and grabbed my phone from the corner and switched it on. Marco was still sleeping, he had no idea that I was awake, he was sleeping shirtless on the bed and I was over him. As soon as I switched my phone on, I noticed twenty missed calls from Bruce. They were from 1 am to now, it was 1 pm now. I had spend more than twelve hours with him, alone. "Hi-" I called him back but before I could even complete he started to shout at me. "Where the hell have you been?" He roared. "Nowhere, why?" I asked, there would be no way Bruce found that I was with Marco the entire night. No way, unless someone told him of course. "You have checked out of your hotel? Where are you right now? Tell me properly and don't lie because I was f*****g tensed since yesterday." He asked. I gulped and thought for a second whether I should tell him or not. I kept my voice low so Marco couldn't get up. "I am with someone," I replied. "Someone named Marco?" He asked. "Yes," "f**k, Wendy, I told you, we promised, you promised me that you wouldn't see him again." "Why don't you want me to see him? Why can't I have friends?" I whispered. "He is not your friend," "Look, Bruce, I like him and I want to be with him. So nothing is going to change my mind until you actually prove something bad about him." Not even that would change my feelings for him. "Tell me, where are you?" He asked politely this time. "I am with him, in his room. And he's sleeping." I said everything honestly. I didn't want either of them to get disturbed by me. "Fine, go, check his room." He stated. Confusion started to rise in my head, what did he exactly mean by that. "What do you mean?" I asked as I got off the bed. I closed the curtains first so Marco wouldn't wake up and then I continued to talk with Bruce. "Go, check his room, check the drawers bedside the bed and check the closet. Then tell me what do you think about him!" He said and in hurry, I started to go through his stuff. I felt guilty about doing that but Bruce made me so eager. First, I went across his closet, which was completely empty, there was just a piece of clothing down on the floor. I went ahead and started to search the drawers beside his table. I was still holding my phone and I was still on call with him. I pulled the drawer out and as soon as I did that, my eyes widened in horror and I gasped. There was so much going on in here. "Bruce, I'll call you back later." I whispered before cutting the call. He asked me what was wrong but I didn't say, I just simply cut the call. I kept my phone aside and looked back at the horror in front of me. There were four loaded guns, a bag of cocaine, a bag of weed and m*******a and another bag of estacy pills. I knew how they all looked like because I had tried most of them in the past. But over that, there was a bundle of cash in the corner. Packed $100 notes with names written on the top of the bundle. My mouth dropped down in horror, I placed my hand over my hand and looked further but didn't find anything else. I went back to the same drawer and my hand reached out for the gun, I picked it up but before I could investigate it someone grabbed my hand. "Drop it, princess." Marco said and I did, I placed the gun back down and got up. My hand was still in his grasp and I was still shocked. Bruce was right all way long, Marco wasn't a good guy, he was one of the bad guys. I was afraid. "I am sorry for looking through your stuff," I apologized before he would do anything to me. I didn't knew what he was capable of. I looked down, away from him. He pulled me on to the bed and over him. "You do not have to apologize to me for anything, you understand that?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Who are you?" I stuttered slowly. There was no response from him. "Please, tell me." I begged. "I don't want you be afraid of me, princess." He cupped my face with his both hands and gazed at me. "I won't, but please tell me?" I said again. "I am a mob boss if you understand that. Capo di tutti capi, boss of all bosses." He explained and I understood it. "You are Italian?" I asked out of blue. He nodded his head to response. "I am the leader of an Italian-American criminal society which is also known as Mafia." I didn't knew how to respond to that, he said so much in so little time. I just gulped out of horror. "So you do drugs and you also kill people?" "No, I do not do drugs, just because I work with drugs doesn't mean I do them. And yes, I kill people, it's a thing, princess. Someone messes with me or my business, I kill them." He replied. He was so calm by saying all of this, like killing people and taking lives was a normal thing for him. "So, if I mess with you, you'll kill me too?" I asked and he pulled me closer towards him. "No, princess, I do not harm girls and I wouldn't ever harm you let alone I would let any trouble come to you ever," he said. I believed him. It was the only thing I could have done. "Oh, so that means you have a lot of girls?" I asked as soon as I did, I regretted it. He laughed and replied, "Yes, so many girls." "You have a girlfriend also?" "No, Wendy, I do not like girls." He replied. "So you like boys then?" "No, Jesus, no. I meant I do not like girls, I don't like dating girls or being in a relation with them. It just irritates me." He explained and only then I understood what he meant by that. "And me?" "You are not irritating, princess and I like you." "Really?" I smiled, my eyes turned into an heart emoji. "Yes," he kissed my cheeks and then out of nowhere my phone started to ring, I went to grab it but Marco already took it. He looked down on the caller name and then looked back at me with anger in his eyes. Mistake. "Did he tell you to look around my room for a solid excuse to know about me?" He questioned and I shook my head. "No, I was searching for my phone." I replied to him, he believed my lie. Marco picked up Bruce's call and said, "Hello," I couldn't hear what Bruce was saying to him, he was probably overreacting all again. He pulled me over his lap and trailed his finger down my body as he spoke to Bruce. "Yes, she is with me." "Don't touch her? I can't help it, Bruce, she is just to beautiful to be not touched." Marco said as he gently rubbed his mark on my neck. "Well, bye, Bruce, I have a lot of things to do with my princess so please call back later." Marco said before cutting the call and throwing my phone aside. "That was mean, he is going to get worried about me." I said and went back to grab my phone and call him again but Marco pulled my hand. "You can call him later, right now, go to the washroom." He said before pulling my body off my body, he continued to remove my bra and underwear as well. I was completely naked in front of him, I had nothing on. He started to stare at my body like it was a piece of cake. 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