TEN

I want to leave. Like, now.

I squirmed around on his lap as his hand rubbed up and down on my thigh. I didn't pay attention to their meeting since they would talk sometimes in Spanish and then Vincenzo would speak in Italian to piss off Leo.

"The shipment doesn't come until next week. How'd you expect me to bring the supplies tomorrow?!" He yelled in my ear while his breath smelled like smoke. I flinched from his tone, but I would try to move closer off his lap, but he pulled me back and wrapped a arm around my waist.

I looked over to Vincenzo, and see him standing up and walking around with his arms behind his back. "Figure it out then. Or else my men are going to come here and you don't want that do you-" I was pushed off and I fell on my chest over his desk.

"You act like I can do something-" he walked around me. I saw that he walked to the window and took out another cigar and lit it, while looking out.

I pushed myself up and rushed over to the door. Well I tried too. When I was going to past Vincenzo, his arm shot out and pulled me close. "Figure it out then. I'm going to come back and I expect my supplies on your desk. Leo, you don't want to mess with a man like me." He then pulled me with him as he walked to the door. I'm so glade that Leo didn't look back when Vincenzo took me.

We walked down the stairs and I kept looking behind us because I was afraid of Leo. I was afraid that he'll come back for me and make me stay. It sounded like he was going to make me stay and then get 'fûcked'. So, I walked faster down the stairs, skipping two at a time me.

"Mae. Stop." He said while I was dragging him with me down.

"We need to leave. I want to leave. Take me back." I pulled him to the door and I was going to open the door but the guy did it for us and smiled. "Boss called me sweetheart. He wants you back. So, walk back up stairs." He smiled. My heart dropped and my hand clamped harder, around his hand.

"No. I'm taking her. Tell Leo he better have it done when I'm back." Vincenzo pulled me close to his side and walked past the security.

"Boss said-"

"Well tell him no." He pulled me out and I pushed myself closer to him. The men watched us as we walked out. My face felt hot as we walked through the club. The men stared at me the most, but I couldn't stand the stares.

Oh no.

I noticed that I was already breathing hard and they were turning to pants. The room began to become longer and it felt like we were walking so slow.

Please not now.

I gasped for breath and gripped his suit. "Take. Me. Out." I said in short breath. I looked up to Vincenzo and squeezed his suit tight in my hands, "take me out of here." I said while I gasped for air.

I heard voices, I heard some laugh, I heard some say things that I can barely understand. But all I thought was them talking about me. Looking at me. Judging me. Taunting me. Laughing at me.

My eyes weld with tears and I started to pull Vincenzo out of the club. I'm not going to have an anxiety attack. No. I took deep and slow breaths and pulled him with me. The voices were taunting me, and I didn't know if Vincenzo was taunting me too.

But when I saw that door. I yanked him as hard as I could and pushed the door open. When my feet touched the gravel, I fell on my knees and started to cry. I gasped for air and gripped my hair, pulling some hair out of the ponytail.

"Get up. We're leaving." I heard tires run over the gravel and then I saw the car pull up right in front of me.

"I...can't....breathe." I said while I choked back the sob and closed my eyes trying to catch my breath.

"You're fine. Get up." He walked around me and opened the door and climbed in. I shook my head while I would take in air but would breath out shaky. I did that till finally I was starting to calm down. When I knew I was somewhat alright, I picked myself up and placed myself in the seat. I closed the door and slowly the car started to drive away.

I rested my head on the window and closed my eyes. The ride was silent and I focused on my breathing. Slowly I started to fall asleep, since my body turned exhausted.

Then slowly, each breath I would take, I was finding myself into a the trap I would call peace.

*****

I woke up from stinging in my knees. My eyebrow furrowed and I hissed when something wet touched them. I tried to pull them away but their hand clamped around my thigh and held me there.

I looked down and see I was on a bed and I see black hair. When I see his hand about to touch the blood on my knee, I tried to pull away but he held them there. I held back the laugh but it slipped out. He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Ever. I'm cleaning your damn cut. Stop moving, and I don't know why you're laughing." Edward said.

"You pushed down on my thigh."

His eyes rolled in respond and looked back down to my knee. "I want to ask how you got these but I'm afraid you did some freaky aśś shît-

"I fell on gravel. Well, I dropped myself on gravel. And what stuff would cause your knees to bleed Edward?!?" I looked at him with curiosity and sat up.

"How would I know!? It's not like I done things like that!" I looked down at him with a raised eyebrow while he looked up at me with a shy smile. "Stop asking me question Ever!"

"I'm not." I laughed. He looked back down and placed the wipe on my knee and that made me hiss again. "That's what you get." He murmured under his breath.

"Stop." I laughed but when he touched my knee again I hissed again.

"So. Where did he take you?"

"He took me to a meeting I was telling you about. I had to go first!" He looked up with a smirk.

"So are you lying about falling on gravel so you can cover up the kinky shît." He raised and eyebrow and laughed.

"No! Let me finish." I glared at him.

"Lier!"

"I'm not lying! Listen. Okay, so I went to the boss and I remembered what you told me to say, but he got onto me! He caught on what I was looking for!"

His eyebrows furrowed, "what do you mean?"

"He asked why I asked that question, and he said women like me only come up to him for pleasure not questions. So he was catching on to me but Vincenzo came in."

"Mhm. He's just a horny dog." He looked back down and started to clean my cuts.

"We'll start tomorrow then. I have to show you your room and all that jazz. Then you have to take a shower and go eat. So," he got up and gave me a hand. "Let me show you to your room." He smiled.

"Okay."