DavidMichael returns home after a few days. It seems that Sousa was right. My father's claws reach everywhere. He looked tired, but I assume it's all part of the victimization process for my father to see. Everything ended well, and something serious must have happened because the branch of the Societá Onorata, the Santa and Picciotteria 'Ndrangheta, seems to have calmed down or signed with the Campbells. I have been training every day, and according to Mark, I am getting better. Sarah trains me and beats me. Cold as ice, but when I touch her, I feel her shiver. I haven't been to the office. When I'm not training with her, I'm training with Mark or in the gym with Sousa. I didn't choose that gym by chance. There has been a scandal in the sauna for a few months now. Two guys were caught, one on his knees and the other filling him up to his balls. They didn't return to the gym, but no one else dared to use the sauna. This works to my advantage, as Sousa and I share saunas and
David After dressing in something more attractive, I call Thomas. - No. No. Nooooo. You're not taking me to any Yakuza club again. I laugh. - Stop being an idiot. Let's go to a bar. Any bar. Your choice. Who knows, you might meet the man of your life there. - Hey, stop being stupid. - He says, making a face. - How is it? Let's go out, or you'll make me go alone. With a less-than-annoyed sigh, Thomas says: - Okay, Okay, but I chose the place. I'll pick you up at home. - All good. I'll wait outside. Are you camming? Where are we going? - I am going. Hold your horses. As for where we're going... Do you have time and money? - Yes.- How about we go to Lucky Lady? - Good, let's go. This casino has nothing to do with my father. - You shouldn't meddle in your father's affairs. These are things that have nothing to do with you. - You're right. – but he wasn't right. Everything about my father has to do with me, whether it's because he wants me to be part of the organization or
Sarah (2 months after meeting David - present - continues from the first chapter)I dragged him over to Thomas, who got up immediately. The three of us went to the door, where the Uber was already waiting for Thomas.- Be careful when going up the stairs. Don't break another foot. David says, and I look at him with a raised eyebrow.-Fack you, ass hole.Thomas responds and gets in the car.The driver brings the car to the door, and I drag David in.The whole way to my house was silent. He didn't take his eyes off me, and my nerves didn't stop growing.- You gave away my money.- Why do you care about a few bucks if you wasted hundreds of dollars?David shrugs and huffs.He was too coherent now. Another fake drunkness?I wanted to ask, but I'll wait until I get home.When my house door closes, David turns me around and captures my lips.I tried to fight, but it wasn't a real resistance.I knew this was crazy, but I couldn't resist him. I give myself to him without thinking. Making lo
David- It's late, and I saw you go in this place, and... And I was worried.- And I want to know where did you learn to do a stunt like this.And now? What do I say?- I don't even know how I did it. The training must be doing me good.Sarah's eyes say she doesn't believe my Bullshit.We're going to talk about this again. Stay here and be quiet until everyone leaves. They should stay here for another two or three hours. Then you'll go straight to my house.- Yes, boss. - I say, making a salute.She rolls her eyes and pokes her finger in my chest.- I'm warning you. You stay here until it's safe.And after checking for guards, she leaves the room and goes back to what she was doing.If I left there and contradicted Sarah, she would become even more suspicious, so I obeyed. I hid in one of the corners and watched the sun rise above the horizon.When the sound of cars alerted me, I was about to fall asleep.One by one, the cars started to leave, and I gathered my courage and looked out
DavidWhen I enter Sarah's house, she sits on the couch with her legs crossed and a glass in her hand.She hadn't even changed her clothes.- Isn't it too early to drink?- It depends.- Depends on what?- on the bullshit you have to tell me.I roll my eyes.- What does drinking at this hour have to do with me?She throws the glass against the wall next to me, scaring me.- Cut the crap, David. What were you doing there? I advise you to be honest with me because it won't be pretty if I have to tell your father.- I love you. – I say. It wasn't at a time like this that I wanted to say it.- What?- What did you want me to do? I love you. I am crazy for you. I thought my father had called you to fuck you, and I was filled with jealousy.- And if it was for that? He is my future husband.- No. I know you love me too.What does love have to do with this? Furthermore, please explain how you managed to enter the complex without being seen. As far as I know, you don't have the skills to do t
SarahWhen we woke up, it was already 3 in the afternoon.- I'm hungry. I laugh.- We can order something. What do you want to eat?- If you want the truth, I want to eat you. - I have to laugh again - But if I don't eat serious food, I don't think I can do it.- You're so full of shit. Pizza? Mac? Something more substantial?- Curry.- Indian?- No. Asian. And I know an excellent one. I have an app. Let me pick up the phone.He runs out of bed and looks for his phone in the pocket of his discarded pants on the floor - God, what a beautiful sight.He runs back to the bed and sits down.- They have other dishes if you don't like curry.- Curry is good.He starts clicking through the vast menu, and when he is finally satisfied, he inserts the address and pays.- 25 minutes. - he says.- Perfect, you can take a shower and put some clothes on. Let's not open the door like that.- Ohhhhh, and I thought I wouldn't even need to bother tip when you open the door.- Idiot. – I say and kiss h
SarahI look at David, thinking he has lost his mind once and for all.- What truth?- I didn't feel like going to training, and then I didn't feel like going home, and I hid at your house.I shake my head.- Simon will not be satisfied with that answer. - If he doesn't like the answer, then don't ask the damn question.I chuckle but walk over to the bed and sit down. As if attracted by a magnet, he sits on the bed, exposing his bare chest.- You can't come here tonight.- Why?- Because without your father telling you, it's not safe.- So I make him send you to pick me up.- That doesn't guarantee you'll come here.He huffs, but then he looks at me, and I see hope in his eyes.- Does that mean we're going to try?- Try what?- Live our love?I stay silent, but I can't resist his sweet look.- I don't know how we will do this without your father finding out, but yes, let's try. But…- I knew there was a “but.”- But there is no future for us because your father won't give up on me.
DavidI'll have to be careful. I know my father very well and for him to come here, he is suspicious. That my father had someone following me, I already knew, but coming here...Gotta lay low for a while. No conversations with Sousa, no going to bars, no teasing my father's mood, and… fuck… damn me but no Sarah.With the decision made, I went to my car to go to the training field. I didn't come to America for Sarah and I have a job to do, but damn it, I didn't expect to fall in love like this.Nervous, which is dangerous in my line of work, I leave the things Sousa needs to know for later. Something more than meetings was taking place in that building in the middle of nowhere, but no matter how careful I was, I couldn't go back there, at least for now. I need to find out what they were transporting. What object would that be?I looked around before getting in the car to see who was following me, but I still didn't see anyone.I go in and close the door, but at that exact moment, my p