Chapter 124
Lucky
They glare at me daring me not to answer the mobile. Of course, it is accounted that nobody ignores Nico and why would I? But a girl has to let off steam.
“Hello,” I say as I walk towards the front door still intent on getting out of the property. If Nico was here with me, it would be a different story. However, he is not and I am frustrated with being left alone and perhaps I am having a big girl sulk on. Jeez what just happened to me was horrific, but I also am smart enough to know and old enough to know that Nico is the Boss and has to take care of business. Perhaps I am being a bit childish and petulant.
“Lucky, what the fuck do you think you are doing?” He says sternly, which only results in making my insides have that feeling where tingles begin to curl around your stomach and travel upwards. There is something decidedly hot about his stern voice. In the bedroom it makes me melt.
“Going out, Nico. I’m bored. I know I sound like a whining brat but honestly, this place is like a museum. I’m lonely.”
I hear as he takes in a deep breath not quite sure how to handle me.
“I am in the middle of a very important meeting, sweetheart. You need to stay in the house. I’m flying back straight after.”
“What? I thought you said you’d be in New York for two days.”
My hand is now on the door handle. Ordinarily a guard would open the door for me or the butler who is standing to the side. I frown. Ah, I understand they aren’t going help me in my foolish but necessary behavior.
“I have changed my mind. I’m flying back straight after this meeting to be with you. I’m not having you waltzing off to a club on your own.”
“Protective much, possessive too!” I reply with a smile on my face. Maybe it shouldn’t make me fizz inside but it does. He’s like one of the Alpha’s in the romantasy books I read so frequently.
“No, I simply care about you and want the best for you. Fine, if you feel you want to let off steam I will not stop you. Lucky, you are a free agent. Being engaged to me and being my future wife, doesn’t mean you can’t have a life. I just wish you would wait for me.”
My heart does that little flip thing. I know how much he cares about me and it’s awfully sweet. My hand hesitates at the door. Do I really want to go out on my own? I’ll be hit upon by assholes in the club and that will serve to piss me off.
“For now, you are out of danger, but honestly Lucky I have no idea how far Yelena’s tentacles have spread. She wasn’t in this alone, she had an agenda. Until she wakes, we won’t know anything more. Listen, I don’t want to stop you. Go out and have some fun. I wish you had some friends to be with.”
It's my turn to let out a little sigh as my heart instantly drops from the flip up to an ache. The loss of Mia as my best friend has cut me to the quick and I miss her. Despite the fact she is somehow connected to Yelena, I miss the friendship she and I shared. Mia would be with me now, we’d go out and have fun, dance until our feet ached and snubbed drunken assholes.
“I’ll have the guys with me at all times, Nico. I just want to dance a couple of hours and be surrounded by people. You won’t have to worry about me and the tracker is on. Go back to your meeting. I’m sorry that I had to cause you to interrupt it.”
“Hey, don’t ever apologize. You are the most important person to me in my life, today, tomorrow and always. If you need something you have to tell me. If it’s going out to be amongst people, then I have no right to stop you. You must do what you think is right. So long as you keep the guys close that is acceptable.”
I love how he isn’t rushing our conversation even though I know he has urgent business to attend to at this present moment. The mere fact that he has stopped everything to make a call to me, shows me how much he loves me. Not that I had any doubt. Nico and I are now secure in our relationship. Nobody will be able to destroy that. But I am ten years or so younger than him and I want to go out. I want to feel the beat of the music in my heart and in my head, to take me away mentally from the last few days.
“How did it go with the therapist?” he asks changing track.
“About that,” I pause. “Can we talk about it another time? We have a session tomorrow. I’m not really ready, Nico to talk about the ordeal. It’s too raw and fresh still.”
“Take your time, Princess. There is no rush for anything. She is the best and will know when to push you and when to let you talk at your own pace. Now, go out, have fun and be a good girl. No talking to strange men. Otherwise, I may have to kill them.” He chuckles but I wonder actually how serious he might be.
I know that Nico has a possessive streak. Everything tells me that I should hate that but actually, I don’t. To me, it’s kind of hot that my guy is madly, deeply and passionately in love with me.
“Thank you, Nico. And one last thing.”
“Anything, Princess. Tell me.”
“Can you call these hound dogs off? Tell them to chill out please.”
He laughs; it makes my core tighten. I love to hear him laugh, stress free and openly. “I’ll get Tony to message them to cut you some slack.”
We hang up. I turn to my guards and let them know we’re good to go. They nod. The butler comes to open the door for me and wishes me a good night at the club.
My driver is waiting outside in a plain, black vehicle. Nothing fancy. I raise an eyebrow. “We don’t want you to be recognized, Miss. Gianluca or for attention to be drawn to you. Hence the plain, non-descript vehicle.”
“Ah, okay. Thanks,” I reply as I step into the saloon. My driver closes the door. One guard sits up front, the other gets in the same type of vehicle behind mine.
And finally, off we go down what I believe is a mile and a half drive flanked by trees, through the iron gates that close automatically behind us. I can already smell the freedom and feel the beat in my heart.
I’m honestly just a simple girl who wants to feel alive for a few hours. Of course, if Nico was here with me, it would be preferable, but he isn’t and I understand that too.
My mobile vibrates, I pull it out and read the message from Nico.
Enjoy your evening, Princess. We have booked you the entire VIP suite out at one of my clubs in Atlanta.
I rest my head on the back rest and smile. Of course it would be one of his clubs, how could it possible not be. The man it seems owns practically everything.