Filed to story: Turn The Mafia’s Virgin Wife On
“Almost!” I shouted back, making sure that he could hear me.
From my estimation of how crazy Sebastian could be, I wouldn’t be surprised if he tore down the door in his rush. I quicky yanked on the pink dress and zipped up the back as fast as I could as Sebastian continued to bang on the door. Was he planning to keep on banging on the door until I finished?
I opened the door once I was done dressing and immediately came face-to-face with Sebastian who was standing right on the other side of the door. The moment he laid eyes on me; his eyes grew wide with shock.
He took a couple of steps back wordlessly, as his eyes scanned me from head to toe. Sebastian looked shocked and as he silently placed a hand over his mouth and shook his head from side to side as if not able to believe what he was seeing. I honestly couldn’t understand what was going on.
“Sebastian?” I called his name questioningly.
“…Shit,” Sebastian muttered, his eyes still on me.
“Umm…what’s wrong?” I asked, still very confused at his reaction.
Sebastian started calling on his phone as he kept his eyes glued on me, looking me up from head to toe as if he’d seen a ghost of something along those lines.
“Hey…I’m gonna be late…Look there’s not much that I can do. You just hang in there until I arrive, ok?” Sebastian spoke through the phone. I could figure that he was talking to the same person who was pestering him to go somewhere a while ago.
And with that short and almost one-sided conversation, Sebastian hung up. However, before I could open my mouth to ask him about what was going on, Sebastian was already dialing another number on his mobile phone. I just stood there, still confused, as I watched Sebastian waiting for the line to connect.
“It’s me. I’ll be there in 15 minutes, and I need the usual…actually, multiple times the usual…” Sebastian spoke hurriedly through the phone.
I couldn’t hear what the other person said on the other end of the line and so I had no idea what he was talking about. Was he going to pick something up?
“Umm…what’s going on?” I asked hesitantly, clearly showcasing my confusion.
“Follow me. We’re leaving now,” Sebastian said emotionlessly as he turned and started walking towards the exit of the penthouse.
“Where are we going?” I asked, demanding for answers.
He refused to answer as he headed towards the exit of the suite in long strides. I practically had to run after him to keep up with him. Why won’t he tell me anything? Where is he going to take me?
“Does this count as me doing something for you today?” I asked desperately. If I had to go along with this then I might as well use it to complete my part of the deal for the day.
“Yeah, it does. Now come along, quickly,” Sebastian said without bothering to turn around to look at me.
It occurred to me that this was the first time that I was leaving the penthouse along with Sebastian. Usually, we left separately and at different times and never ran into each other. I glanced at the tall man that was standing next to me in the elevator with our bodies close and almost touching and wondered what he was thinking with that frown on his handsome face.
When the elevator reached the ground floor, Sebastian stepped out in front of me. I followed him through the lobby and to the front of the building. Wasn’t he going to take the car? Why didn’t he lead me to the parking building?
I could tell that Sebastian was in a rotten mood and he was stressing over something. What that something was, I had no idea. He clicked his tongue in annoyance as he ran his fingers through his light blond hair while we just stood there next to each other. I was beginning to wonder what he was waiting for.
Suddenly the large round pattern on the ground started rotating and descending. I stared at it, slightly shocked. I honestly thought that the round pattern on the floor was just for decoration, apparently, that wasn’t so. After descending into the ground, the found platform resurfaced, this time with a bright red Ferrari on it.
For a moment, I felt like I was watching some sexy cars reveal at a motor show. Both the car and the way that it was transported up in style from the ground definitely made an impact. I couldn’t help staring at the red Ferrari sports car that was now parked in front of me. I hated to admit it but it was crystal clear that Sebastian and I came from different worlds.
Not that I didn’t know that already, but seeing his blunt display of wealth was just rubbing the truth in my face a little bit too much.
“Stop staring and get in,” Sebastian said.
His hand grabbed my arm and began pulling me towards the car as he opened the passenger seat and shoved me into the car. The black and red leather seat of the sportscar made me feel out of place. Sebastian got into the driver seat in a hurry and started the car. I successfully put on my seat belt just a split of a second before Sebastian started driving…fast.
I knew that he was in a hurry and not in the best of moods but isn’t this driving a little too reckless? He’s trying to get us both killed in a car crash. Either that, of he wanted to kill me by giving me a heart attack. I screamed when he made a sharp turn that sent the car screeching as it skidded on the road. I grabbed whatever I could find to hang on to dear life.
“Can’t you drive any slower!” I screamed at Sebastian in my fright.
“Then what’s the point of having a Ferrari?” Sebastian asked sounding extremely bored.
“I don’t know…to show off?” I replied, sarcastically.
“If you think this one is a showoff, just wait till you see the rest of my cars…” Sebastian said with clear annoyance.
I couldn’t care less about what car he had or how many. All I cared about at the
moment was to survive this ride. Plus, I still didn’t know where he was taking me.
“Where are we going? Can’t you tell me now?” I asked, impatiently.
“You’ll see…” Sebastian muttered, his eyes on the road.
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The car came to a screeching stop in front of a fancy building that had a large glass display. Anyone could tell that this place was a very upscale beauty salon. A place that I would never visit in my life…normally. However, now I am standing in front of this luxurious beauty salon with Sebastian, and it reminded me that my life wasn’t exactly normal right now.
“What are you spacing out for?” Sebastian said as he glared at me.
Without another word, he grabbed my hand and dragged me after him inside of the salon. His hand that held mine was warm and I felt my heartbeat quicken as I watched his broad back in front of me. I wondered why we were here. Does Sebastian need an urgent hair cut or something?
“This is Bruno. Bruno this is Grace…I want you to…upgrade her and fast,” Sebastian said as he introduced me to a middle-aged man.
I could tell immediately that Bruno was a stylist by the way he dressed, his aura and the way he looked in general. Bruno was just what you would imagine of a gay and talent stylist.
“Wow…where did you pick this…rough gem up? How much time do I have, baby?” Bruno said in a high-pitch voice as he looked me up and down as if appraising my worth with his expert eyes.