The Arrangement

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- C H A R L I E -

"He's 33," Kahn repeated himself. 

"You're kidding right?" I scoffed, "I was told he's 28." 

Kahn chuckled, "He's not, he's 33." 

I ran a hand through my hair, "Shit," I muttered. 

Travis and him laughed at me, "How old are you?" 

"20? 21?" Travis guessed. 

I shook my head, "18." 

"Oh," they both went blank before breaking out laughing. 

"You're done for then," Travis laughed. 

I rolled my eyes as Kahn stopped laughing, "It's honestly fine though, he knows how old you are so you should be fine." 

"Doubt it," I admitted, "He's the head of the mafia."

Kahn shrugged, "He's a good guy overall though, he treats his family and the inner circle like royalty, and considering you two will be married pretty soon he'll treat you the same." 

I nodded before changing the subject to them, "How old are the two of you?" 

"25," Travis replied confidently. 

"26," Kahn added on, "You'll probably get along with us and Juliana the best, we don't go on killing sprees every four seconds." 

I laughed, "Good to know."

Travis smiled, "Have you ever been here before?" 

I shook my head. 

"We'll pick you up tomorrow at ten then," he smirked, "Give you a little tour before you become Mrs. Luciano." 

I gave him a bright smile, "That sounds good, but I need to pick up my friends from the airport at eight." 

"We'll have you back before then," Kahn playfully touched my shoulder, "See you tomorrow, facia d'angelo," he walked away. 

Travis eyes grew big as he said that, "Ignore him," he said as he began to walk away after him, "Nice meeting you Charlie." 

"That was weird," Hudson appeared behind me out of nowhere making me jump. 

I shoved him, "Don't sneak up on me." 

He chuckled, "Get over it. So you're going on a date tomorrow?" 

"No," I rolled my eyes, "They're going to show me around." 

"Okay," he shrugged, "Be careful though, they're Italian." 

"I know, but I'm going to be there boss pretty soon so I don't think they'll try anything." 

"Cibé rud a deir tú."

I ignored his comment as my dad waved me down. We walked over to him and Vincenzo's parents. 

"So this is the schedule for the next few days," my mom started, "Tomorrow-" 

I cut her off, "Travis and Kahn are going to show me around the city." 

She looked at Ava before Ava spoke, "That sounds good," she smiled, "You'll still have to show me the dress once you pick up your friends though." 

"I will," I replied before looking at my mother to continue. 

"Anyway tomorrow you still need to pick up your friends. Then on Thursday you'll have a spa day to get ready for the wedding, all the girls will be coming. On Friday you'll have your bachelorette and then on Saturday you'll make sure the venue looks fine," she paused before Ava squealed.