Six

She sat leaning in to the black cushion allowing her hair to cover half of her face. It always made her feel like she was always hiding away from the world and it's claws..

She fidgeted with her fingers on her lap in panic and nervousness.

She had said so much to convince these men that she wasn't a spy but they thought it was all her acting..

The room was silent.. A silence, so sharp to kill even a fly roaming around the space..

Gaetano stared at this girl that sat in front of him, his insides battling on whether to believe her or let her go..

"Please.." She whispered as another shiver went through her body. Now she was feeling more cold and mostly thankfully to her skimpy dress neither was the apron helping.

Her pleading eyes full of sadness as she looked up at him..

Marcos seemed to believe her words..

"I think she's telling the truth Gaetano" his rough voice made Gaetano glare at him..

How could he easily believe Dante's daughter..

"You said your here to leave with your friend" he questioned back at Larissa who nodded

"And Dante didn't give you any security especially knowing that he has more enemies here" he added and her eyes that were looking at her dress widened..

What kind of business was her father doing that needed her to have security wherever she goes..

Gaetano moved over to her , squatting in front of her and grabbing her by the chin making her look deep in to his eyes.

Without losing eye contact.. His fingers moved over to her soft hair tucking it behind her ear mostly getting a clear view of the beautiful silver eyes that stared back at him in shock, surprise and confusion..

His hands moved over to her laps and grabbed her left hand in between his..

Her heart couldn't control it's pace as she let out a deep breath she was holding

" Miss Larissa.. I think there's more that you would like to tell" he whispered softly and she shook her head in a no gesture..

"I didn't come here to spy on you.. I just got a job at your club cause I needed money and I sincerely don't know who you're. please take me home" she shocked out trying so hard not to cry in front of these men.

That was her when sad or angry she would find her self crying which always made her feel weak.

All she wanted was to go back to Mia, take some pain killers then sleep but she was deeply afraid that these men would never let her go..

Gaetano nodded at her request and looked over at Marcos who also nodded in understanding.

He grabbed his car keys and Gaetano stood up giving her a hand to take but she shook it off and with so much effort while closing her eyes she managed to stand up..

She was lucky enough to be wearing black cause by now she knew her wounds were back to bleeding..

Gaetano watched her in curiosity seeing the pain visible in her eyes..

He was now so curious as to what this girl was hiding cause to him it seemed of more than he expected..

Marcos opened the door and walked out of the room allowing her to follow behind so did Gaetano..

Her walks were slow but took so much straining.. He watched her every move.. She held on to the walls when she felt a flow of nausea hit her..

She remembered having not eaten yet even after taking the meds.

She managed to get her balance and started walking again but this time the nausea was so strong pushing her to the floor but she only landed in Gaetano's strong arms making her hold on to his shirt with all her might..

He looked down at her as a few tears escaped her closed eye lids

"so..so..sorry" she stammered over her words and he picked her fully off her feet bridal style making her open her eyes

His eyes locked with her silver ones that held so much pain.. Before they closed again.

She wanted to look but her eyes felt so weak to be open for so long.. He walked with her out of the ware house.

His eyes plastered on her face like afraid he may hurt her without looking..

She seemed far innocent from this world. A world that revolves around Dante Conzalato.

He wondered if Dante really knew his daughter was stuck in a town with Pivaratti on the look for anything to use to put Dante down.

Apart from that.. She had something around her, Something strong enough to capture his attention..

He wanted to know what she's hiding. What if she was in some sort of Danger and needed any protection.

Though he and Dante weren't on good terms. He would never will be glad to give her protection.

Marcos wondered where Gaetano and the girl were before he saw him walk out of the ware house building with her in his arms..

The way he stared at her face got Marcos wondering if his boss really didn't have a fever.

She shivered slightly in his arms making him stop dead in his tracks.

He wasn't sincerely good with women but he could figure out her being cold. He kept wondering why really he was helping her but shrugged it off.

He was just helping a woman out..

Marco got out the car and opened the door helping him get in then he got back in his seat..

" to the nearest hotel.." He ordered his deep voice playing through the whole car and Marco nodded..

The drive was silent as he watched her.. Her head was placed on his laps and her plump lips were open slightly

Her silver eyes opened again and stared up at his blue ones again..

There colours seemed to march perfectly not allowing any of them to try and look away..