Bethroed To The One I Called My Brother

chapter seven

Pic of Marcel above

"I don't lie because I fear no one"

NB : CHRISTOPHER AND CARTEL ARE THE SAME PERSON, I JUAT LIKE USING BOTH NAMES

There we were in France well, I didn't see the beauty as yet since we haven't exit the jet as yet

"Mention a word to anyone and you'll end up in a dumpster back in NewYork" He whispers in my hear smiling at the crowd of reporters

Finally time I get to use my language skills

We step out and what happens next is really unexpected the press was there with all their mics and all that screaming and shouting and stuff

"There I went thinking that the mafia was secret" I state sarcastically

"It is but I am a successful business man so I guess everyone wants to interview me"If his ego could get any higher then it would be a crime

"Who is the young lady?"

"When will you be publishing you next magazine?"

"What company are you going to  merge with next?"

"Is this your girlfriend?"

Those were the only questions i was able to make out as one of his men led us through the ocean of people

The air has never been better before, it was just so refreshing and.......I don't even know how to describe it

I had stopped so he practically dragged me all the way to his lemo and pushed me inside. What can I say Mr.Cartel is such a gentleman

Inside the lemo was plain but it has this great smell. I saw some kitkats and some other sweets inside one of the holders and considering I hadn't ate in two days....ya'll know what went down between those sweets and I

I could feel his intense stare on me while I gobbled down all the sweet stuff, but who cares he probably doesn't know what it feels like to not eat in two days

"Do you mind if I bring down the window?" I ask politely

"No but you'd have a better view if you opened the roof" He offers telling the driver to open it

I climb up sticking my head through the wind sending my hair backwards, threw scene was extremely beautiful and I think at that at this moment I am falling in love with France. We flew pass all the beautiful buildings and the scenaries.

Maybe I will run away and take a tour of the place and find a rich guy that will get me to a place where Cartel will never find me

I felt the urge to scream and I did, I screamed to the point where I felt all the anger and rage go away

We stopped at the stop light and people were kinda looking at me like I'm crazy so I stepped down with a million dollar smile on my face, feeling like a whole different person

"You should try that trust me it is just ‐‐-‐‐‐ ‐amazingly amazing" I can't believe I was at a lost for words

"No thank you" he whispers

We soon pulled up to an hotel that seemed to touch the sky from afar. The not so tall walls on the outside had tripple C written in cursive and flowers, beautiful flowers were along all the walls and trust me this hotel is huge. While driving along you could see the name of the different sections written at their designated area some odd the names were sunset, reggae, royalton, etc... to be honest it had like 15 different sections and the sections were like the size of the hugest hotel where I come from in NewYork. I am at a lost of words I've never  seen a place so beautiful before