Little Mrs.Mafia

Chapter 17

Amara de luca

He sat me on the couch and went to fetch first aid as I cradled my wrist close to me staining my pretty white top.

I hate it when I get blood on my clothes it's such a pain to get it out. I wasn't really in pain but I was scared by the amount of blood. I remembered how everytime I hurt myself my dad would get so upset and scold himself for not being careful while tending to me.

"Does it really hurt that bad?" he asked probably owing to the tears in my eyes. I shook my head and he sat down beside me and gently pulled my hand from chest.

He took a pair of tweezers to get the glass pieces embedded in my skin, I squeezed my eyes and shierked in pain

"I didn't even touch you" he scoffed.

I squeezed one eye open and gave him a sheepish smile.He gave me an amused smirk and brought the tweezers near me again. I snatched my hand away from him before he could touch it.

He raised an eyebrow at me, I just blinked back away. What it was just reflex!

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Come here" he  said patting the spot near him.

I narrowed my eyes at him,

"I swear it won't hurt" he lied.

"I don't believe you, what if it does?"

He suddenly grabbed me by my waist and I was sitting on his lap. " Let me go" I wiggled trying to get away.

After lots of whining and whimpering I was finally done.

Now it was just me feeling really awkward for the way I acted and wanting a whale to swallow me whole to save me from the embarrassment.

"Thank you!" I stood up and speed walked towards the door hoping he won't stop me.

"You still haven't told me what you were doing here?"

Why God whyyyy?

"Uh.."

"Yeah?" He prompted walking towards me.

I racked my brains for something clever,

He now stood directly in front of me with crossed arms and a raised brow.

Say something brain.

More staring.

Anything!!

"I've to pee"

Seriously brain you couldn't think of anything better?

He looked confused, "what?"

" I have to powder my nose"

"Eh"

I rushed towards the door and bolted to my room rushing in and locked it. I screamed into my pillow out of embarrassment.

powder my nose???

I couldn't think of anything better

Stupid

Stupid

A knock my door.

I sat up on my bed.

"Are you alright Amara?"

I winced and cleared my throat.

"Uh Yeah..yes.. I'm fine"

"Okay, come down for lunch after uh.... Powdering your...uh ...nose"

I fell face first into my bed.

"Okay"

No!!

Not okay!

I've embarrassed myself and he's going to keep prodding about why I was in his room. I just felt like snooping around but I couldn't tell him that!!

I sat up remembering the paper the lady gave me. I googled le pradis 8 and a bunch of random results popped up. There was a movie called le paradis but then what does eight mean?

Should I watch it 8 times?

I looked pretty average though. Maybe there's a clue on the eighth minute of the movie. I grabbed my laptop and played it.

Nope
Nope

There was a hotel called le paradis and it was quite near.

A hotel makes more sense thna watching a movie eight times. I still couldn't figure out what eight meant. It could've been 8 o'clock or suite number 8. Or maybe I should go check meet them at 8 o'clock in suite number 8?

Now do I or do I not tell Alexander??

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