Chapter 7: Recalling the Night before.

*Angel*

I awoke in a bed larger and ten times more comfortable than my own, the sheets were silky smooth as well as the pillow that lay snuggled comfortably beneath my head. I groaned as I sat myself up on my side of this King sized bed. My bed couldn't compare in the slightest as it was just a simple twin size. My eyes burned as they opened and tried to get used to the bright sunlight that shone through the open window. I groaned out as I stretched, a small headache taking over my head in just mere seconds.

"Maybe I shouldn't have drank that wine." I rubbed my face, then I took a moment to look around once my eyes finally settled and were no longer blind to my surroundings. I could hear running water nearby, very close by. In fact, the water was running right in front of me as I stared ahead, my vision met with the naked ass of a pale-skinned woman with tattoos. Their wet hair draped over their skin as they stood underneath the water, their hands firmly pressed against the wall of the clear glass large walk-in shower that was embroidered with black tile.

I almost couldn't believe what I was seeing, I rubbed my eyes one more time just to make sure I wasn't having delusional visions or having a wet dream again. Surely, I wasn't. I cleared my throat, my cheeks warmer than ever as I began to look around again. The sheets I laid in were black and made of expensive silk, the headboard and bedframe were also black and sat nearest to the floor. There was a large 42-inch flatscreen tv that sat in one of the corners of the wall toward the bed.

There was also a furry tiger rug in the middle of the floor that sat between the bed and the bathroom with the walk in shower. The shower which housed Gray inside had two heads and it was damn near half the size of my own room. *I guess this is how rich people live if they have the money huh?* "Um...Gray?" I called out, just loud enough so that my voice would reach through the roaring sound of rushing water.

Gray slowly turned around to look at me, their brown hair was now curly and fell to their shoulders. They now held a sponge up to their chest, rubbing it over their perky breast as they just stared at me. I was stuck in awe as I was overwhelmed by their appearance, they had firm abs and with each movement they made of their arms their muscles would flex ever so slightly. My eyes began to wander, lower and lower, the tattoos and their muscles were no longer the main attraction today. As my eyes traveled lower, they landed on the large dick that sat there soft between their legs.

I didn't know how to react, I didn't expect to see a dick sitting between their legs I was expecting a vagina. Don't get me mistaken, I know my wet dream was about them and they had a dick, but for it to be a thing of reality, god must have been sending me signals. My jaw dropped, I was shocked, appalled in a good way, astonished and mesmerized by their full nude appearance. I'd never seen someone so beautiful and unique. "Eyes up here princess." I heard that oh so fucking hot Russian Latina mixed voice, it brought me back to reality.

I blinked and shook my head, "Ugh, hi!" I stammered jumping out of bed. "I'll be out in a sec so you can shower. Breakfast will be ready soon." *Breakfast!?! Hello, that was the last thing on my mind, this headache and what I guess is a small hangover and I was thinking about you breaking my back in and pounding the fuck out of my pussy. I know what you guys are thinking, that's a bit blunt and out there for someone so shy right? well hey, these are my thoughts and they are thoughting right now ok. A girl has her fantasies, dirty and vanilla.* I inhaled deeply, recollecting myself so I wouldn't say anything to embarrass myself. "Ok!" I squealed out nervously before flopping onto the bed face down.

Gray just chuckled and returned back to their shower. Soon, they were out and I was in. After an hour, I was out and dressed in a green flower-decorated sun dress that I was given by Gray. They'd told me they had one of their guards go shopping and get me a change of clothes. It was a sweet gesture and I did my absolute best to act normal and acknowledge it, but I couldn't stop thinking about them and how I got a full-on visual of their hot-toned naked body. I was dreading the fact they were even wearing clothes now, sitting across their dining table from me.

"Angel, do you recall anything from last night?" Gray had been slumped in their chair, not touching even an inch of their food. They caressed their chin between their thumb and pointer finger with one hand, their eyes still on me. I don't know how they do it, keep trained eye contact on someone while talking. That was something I just could never pull off.

Their stares made me nervous, and I'm sure they knew that for a fact. "Not really..." I began somewhat quietly after chewing and swallowing a bite of my breakfast. I placed my fork down, wiped my mouth with my napkin and then dusted my hands together.

"All I really remember was going out to dinner with you, that became a date. I drank wine, then some girl came over after a while and started yelling at you in Spanish. I didn't understand a thing, all I know is she and her squeaky voice was giving me a migraine so I laid my head down and let you two bicker about as I tried to not focus on her voice. After that, my mind goes blank."

I also didn't get how Gray was so calm after I saw them naked, maybe it was just their confidence. Something I clearly lacked in my life. We were complete opposites, I didn't see what they saw in me, a shy girl from Boston who was lucky enough to score a job at a restaurant that just so happened to be the meeting place for a couple of Mafia bosses. "Fuck," They breathed out, "pretty much all you need to know is...the girl, her name is Cayla. She is my ex, she's putting a hit on you pretty much and wants to kill you to get to me. Which I promise I won't let happen, princess."

As Gray's words traveled into one ear and out of the other, I felt my eyes well up with tears that threatened to break through the barrier I quickly built to hold them back. My hands began to shake, and fiddle amongst themselves, I was frightened, scared. "What am I going to do?" I urged Gray, my voice was shakey as I held back my threatening tears. "Princess, ur safe with me I promise I won't let any harm come to you. She is the daughter of one of the mafia bosses you've met, so she has connections. But that doesn't mean anything."

Gray did their best to reassure me, even standing from their seat and walking over to me, kneeling at my side and taking my hand in their own strong grasp. "Princess trust me, ok?" I nodded my head, sniffling. Their hand reached up to my face and wiped away at the few tears that had escaped the barrier in my glossed-over eyes. "I hate to see you cry beautiful, I'm so sorry I put you in this situation. I really am."

Their voice filled with sorrow as they peered up at me, their thick brows frowning over their hooded green eyes. I placed my hand over theirs that rested on my cheek and gave them a weak smile. "It's ok, I know you'd never do anything to put me in danger on purpose. It's not your fault you have overzealous exes who can't get over your sex game." That remark got a belly laugh out of Gray and myself even. I hoped to make myself and them feel just a little bit better about the situation, even though I was freaking out internally. They stood up and pulled me to my feet with them, their hands now placed gently on my hips resting there.

"Princess?"

"Yes?"

I sniffled, Gray wiped away my tears one last time until they were finally gone for good. The only telling that was left to give away I had been crying was the puffy redness of my eyes. Gray's hands were back on my waist again, this time with more firmness in their grasp. My dress partially bundled up beneath their fingers upon my hips. I looked into their thin eyes, a feeling of intoxication, and dream were left behind as my senses dwindled away.

I bit at my bottom lip causing a reaction from Gray, their jaw clenching tightly as their eyes traveled down to my lips. "You are making it hard for me to resist you. Anything you do, I get drawn in so much. I'd never wanted to fuck and devour someone so much until I met you." Their grasp on my waist tightened just a little bit more.

My arms stayed resting at my sides, "Fuck I could just take you right here on this dining table." I blushed, Gray's bodyguards coughed fakely before leaving the building. We were in Gray's penthouse stationed in the city of New York, and we were on the very top floor just under the roof. Their words were filled to the brim with lust just as much as their eyes, and just as Gray was about to make their move, the door to their penthouse hurdled open. "I told you this chick wasn't good for fucking business Gray!"

"Watch your fucking tone, Smiley." Gray's head snapped up in an instant as they threw out their order to the large buff man who had burst into the penthouse. It was one of the guards I'd first met when Gray came to the restaurant for the first time. Smiley quickly threw their head down, avoiding eye contact with Gray who still had their hands trapped on my waist. I noticed that Smiley placed their hands on their hips, jaws clenched as they paced back and forth.

Then, they began speaking Spanish. Quickly what sounded like an argument between two powerful people drew out into thin air. Gray hadn't yelled once, only Smiley had been while Gray spoke in a hot low demanding tone. I brought my hand up, grasping their tank top at the waist in my palm gently as I watched the two. "That's enough Smiley. You'll do as I say or..." That's when Gray's voice trailed off, their eyes still trained sternly on the taller male who had stopped pacing. Smiley then let out a defeated sigh and gave a simple nod.

"Sorry boss."