For The Sake Of Him {Clan Mafiõso Series II} On Hold

Chapter-10: Devastatingly Sweet Dreams.

"What...what are you doing here?" Syl asked.

"Well, I was giving the boys a strip tease." I glared at her whilst adding sarcasm to my words. "What fuck would a guy be doing a locker room?"

"I...don't talk to me like that!" She snapped.

The hell does she think of herself?

"You should not talk to me like that. You still have to compensate me for my car." The room was silent. We were the only ones talking.

"Like hell I'd do that. You did not compensate or apologise for the damage that you caused to my car." Her finger was inches away from my bare chest.

"You know him?" A brunette who must've have accompanied Syl asked.

"Unfortunately, and there's nothing pleasant about knowing a douche." Syl eyed me with disgust.

"Who are you calling a douche, you...you bitch?" Okay, that took me a hell lot courage. I have never called any girl a bitch to her face.

"Well, guess what, at least this bitch..." She pointed to herself. "Owns heels longer than your dick."

That hit me like a boulder.

One thing girls or anybody for that matter should keep in mind is that our private parts are a sensitive topic. Comments on a guy's dick, especially negative ones are never appreciated. But before I could reply, she had stalked off. It was a lot later that we found out that Syl's best friend was the one who had put pepper into Adrian's face wash.

Birds of a feather flock together, eh?

I was about to combust.

"Dude, I told you she was off limits." Phillip stood beside me as I shoved my stuff into my duffel bag.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I told you to not indulge with Sylvia in any way. Her brother would rip you to shreds."

Sylvia? The swimsuit girl?

"Her name is Sylvia?"

"Yeah and that reminds me why were you calling her Syl?" Phillip slanted his eyes.

There was no way I would tell a stranger that I was a dirt track racer.

"Uh...I'll see you later?" I quickly scrambled out of the locker room without waiting for Adrian or Dante.

I had to get my mind off this girl before I lose it completely.

And I knew just the right way to do that.

I quickly dialled Renna's number, she was a girl I had met few weeks ago. She was no friend, just a no strings attached partner.

"Hey, Alejandro. I was waiting for your call."

"Come to The Indelicato, Downtown. Suite 302. Just tell the staff your name, they won't ask anything else." I pressed the red button. Just as the call ended I headed out to the parking lot and asked, Jamie, our head bodyguard to drop me to the hotel.

Most of the world was unaware of the fact that Severin Indelicato was a mafia. Adrian's father had made his name in the Business and Hospitality industry with chain of hotels he owned. The fact that he was a Severin Catèro Indelicato was something that only a few people were aware of. 

"Why are you going to the hotel?" Jamie asked, as one of his men readied a car for me.

"I have to meet someone."

"Jason will wait for you. Call him when you want to come back."

"Alright. Thanks man."

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