Samuel pov:
I officially hate planes now.
"You can remove your seat belts we have land."
We hear again on the speakers
I remove my seat belt wait on Xzavier to remove his so I could get out the seat
Once he does he stands up and take my hand helping me out
"You ok?" he says as he bring 2 hands up to my face checking for any injuries or signs of scared on my face
"yes I'm fine" I say blushing because of how close his face is to mine
"Ok come on baby" once we make it to this door looking thing we go down the stairs of the plane and get off completely
I clutch Xzavier hand tighter as I look around and noticed a bunch of man like before all dressed in suits with glasses and ear pieces.
The all bow once we get to the bottom
"Good afternoon Mr. Miller"
Xzavier puts on his deadly face no longer relaxed, walking to the half black half gray Ferrari car in the middle of all the SUVS
he opens the passenger door and put me in then closes the door
he turns around and make his way to the middle of all the men
since I can't hear it look likes he making orders
after he's done with that he hops in the driver seat and pulls off fast without warning
I didn't even know the car was on
"Xz- Xzavier don't you think your going to fast" I say feeling my vision go blurry
he says nothing
"XZAVIER! s- slow down p- p- please!" I can't breathe
He looks over at me
"shit" he slows down
"baby i'm sorry. You're okay" he saying putting his hand on my thigh rubbing it
that calms my breathing down
I probably shouldn't ask but I mean if i'm finna be married to sum dangerous, rich, big dick guy than...
I think I should be nosy
"W- what was wrong?"
"Nothing baby i'm okay now"
"O- Oh kay"
than it got back quite as I feel myself getting drowsy
"baby?"
"hmm"
"what's your favorite color"
"pink"
then it got back quite again
"Xzavier"
"yes baby?"
"what yours?"
"black or gray"
"of course it is."
"what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing!"
and thats the last thing I remember before going to sleep.
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I feel my self getting picked up and carried
I hear is doors opening and closing and next thing I feel is me getting placed on a soft surface
"'mmmm" I moan it smells like Xzavier
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RandomA 21yr old and a 43yr old. How does that sound? Ironic *** This story Is about a mafia older man named, Xzavier Miller. With one important problem and that is he needs a bride. That problem can be solved if you think it through... but, that all goe...
