Chapter 11 TESTING MY LIMITS
"One last thing miss, when you come back to your bedroom after the wedding did you want red roses or white on the bed?" The woman asks and I nearly choke on the water I had just taken a sip of.
"E...excuse me?" I say, coughing. I notice Allison in the corner trying to hold in her giggles and I look at the wedding planner like she was insane.
It had been around an hour since I ran away from Conner and I was starting to regret coming back to the wedding planning.
The questions were nonstop the entire time and I was waiting for it to be over so I could go eat lunch while making sure I avoided Conner as much as I could.
"I'm sorry miss, we only wanted to make your night extra special. If you want we can add candles and wine as well as some condoms if you're not wanting kids just yet"
"None of that will be needed." I mutter, embarrassed enough as is.
"But miss, at least let us prepare something can we at least just fill the bed with the red roses?" She continues with a smile and a look of determination on her face.
I nod my head slowly in defeat, even though I knew nothing would happen anyways, and I wasn't planning on anything of that sort ever happening.
At least not with conner .
A big smile spreads across her face and she claps her hands together as she quickly walks over to write it in the notebook that was nearly filled.
"Allison, do you think I'll ever be able to escape this?" I mutter, while picking at the pasta in front of me. Her head quickly shoots up, like she was just dozing off.
The dining room was quiet, as usual. There were maids that walked back and forth occasionally to fix any mess or refill my drink but that was it. Silence.
"I don't think so miss, even if you tried to Mr.
Conner could get you back." She says, a sad look in her eyes as she looks down.
I nod my head, eating some of the pasta while looking around at the empty table. I felt trapped, like a bird locked in a cage.
"Sophie? What are you doing looking so lonely?" I hear a voice with an Italian accent say and look up to see Matteo walking towards me, a boyish smile on his face.
"I'm just enjoying my extravagant life in this hell hole." I say, eating more of the pasta on my plate with a bored look.
"Why don't you come with me and Conner to workout, we're going to do some fights.
Maybe you can let off some of that anger you have for him." Matteo chuckles, and I look up at him like he's crazy.
"Are you kidding me? With that psychopath?
I don't even wanna be near him." I scoff.
"Watch your mouth." I hear a deep voice say and I freeze in my spot when I see Conner, his tall figure towering over everyone else's in the room. He was wearing a black button up and black pants, a gold Rolex on his wrist and his dark hair slightly messy.
"Where were you all day man? I called you 4 times."
Matteo grumbles and I try to ignore Conner, continuing to eat the pasta. I couldn't lie, the chefs here cooked some of the best food I'd ever eaten.
"Busy." I hear him say and I feel a pair of dark eyes on me as I'm eating. I look up but he wasn't looking anymore.
" Hey did you hear, your fiancé is coming with us to workout." Matteo says and I stop the pasta I was about to eat, looking up at him confused. I never agreed to that!
" Her? Col cazzo." He scoffs while taking his phone out and I glare at him. What was that supposed to mean? (Fuck no)
"I know how to fight, in fact, I love fighting." I say standing up from the table, completely lying. I see Allison's face from the corner of my eyes, her eyebrows scrunched together at my words. It's not like I would actually be allowed to go with them anyways.
" Oh yeah? Do you want to test that out?" He says, and I feel my stomach drop. Test that out? What did I just get myself into?
I can still get myself out of this.
Don't be such a dick, you're going to make some little girl fight you?" Matte says, Conner’s dark eyes still looking down at me in amusement as I stand there, trying to hide the fear in my eyes.
I glare at Matteo a burst of confidence I really didn't need right now rushing through me.
"Don't be such a pussy." Conner says, looking at me like he knew I would back out. He thinks I'm just pathetic and weak, and maybe I was a little bit, but that didn't mean he could use it against me.
And it especially didn't mean I would allow him to use it against me for his own enjoyment.
My legs walk me right up to Conner as I look up at him, our bodies close as ever and a small smile on my face as I look into his dark eyes.
He looks down at me, confused at what my intentions were, and that's when I said it.
"What? A pussy you can't have? I'm sure you're used to that." I say, and see Matteo's hand go over his mouth as he tries covering up a laugh.
I see his eyebrow raise in amusement at my words and I walk away from him, towards Matteo who had already started heading towards what I was guessing the workout room.
Allison had left already, probably since I was being accompanied by Conner.
"I didn't know Mr. Black taught his daughters how to fight." Matteo says to me, and my small smile quickly drops at the mention of my father.
I knew what it felt like. I knew where he would hit next after each move, where it would hurt most. Sadly I was never taught how to fight, I only saw it.
"Yeah, he sure did." I say, turning my head back to see Conner walking shortly behind us, running a hand through his dark hair. His eyes lock with mine and I quickly look back.
" Here we are, ready to beat your fiancé up Sophie ?" Matteo laughs, opening the door for me.
"Hey, um funny thing I don't actually know how to fight." I whisper to Matteo as we stand at the door so Conner couldn't hear.
"What? Then why did you tell him you could
fi-"
"Shh don't expose me." I whisper back, putting a finger on his mouth and he raises both his hands in surrender.
Suddenly Conner pushes between both of us, my hand getting pulled off Matteo's mouth from the push as I stumble back in shock.
I glare at him as he walks inside, scoffing.
"It's okay, he's just jealous that I'm better looking."
Matteo jokes, and I laugh while we walk in.
I feel my stomach drop when I take in the sight before me. The place smelled like sweat and blood and my body turns cold when I see two men fighting, their faces covered in each other’s blood.
Everyone in here was shirtless, either fighting, using a punching bag, or lifting weights and I stood there in shock as I tried to take in the scene in front of me.
I had to admit one thing, all the guys in here were attractive, and toned, and nearly all of them were tall, except for one who looked to be around 5'0 running around and handing out water to everyone.
"Scared already?" Conner says.
"Pfff no, there's nothing to be scared of." I scoff, crossing my hands across my chest.
"Pazzo." He says, and walks up the mats where the two men were fighting on and just at his sight they stop, quickly walking off. (crazy)
"What does that mean?" I say, looking over to Matteo.
" He called you beautiful." Matteo says but I could tell he was lying through his fake smile.
"Sure he did." I sigh, my eyes trailing back over to the mat and I almost choke on my own air when I see Conner unbuttoning his dress shirt.
" Show off, I can do that too." Matteo says, rolling his eyes as Conner removes his shirt, his toned abs showing on his tanned skin and his muscles clear.
I feel my cheeks turn hot at the sight and I quickly look away, covering my eyes in embarrassment.
"Are you coming or what?" I hear Conner’s deep voice boom and I turn my head back, hesitantly walking up to the mat while trying not to look at him.
"I don't think I'm dressed appropriately for this.." I nervously say, looking down at my t-shirt and jeans.
I could feel the eyes of all the men in the room on us, curious as to why their mafia leader was trying to tight his fiancé.
"You don't have many options to choose from anyways." He says, taking his phone out of his pocket and throwing it on the ground like it was nothing.
Although it was true I felt personally offended.
Taking a deep breath I quickly tie my hair up, standing a couple feet away from Conner while looking up at him.
I wasn't really sure how this worked. Did I just need to punch him? How long would this last for?
"YEAHHH BEAT HIS ASS SOPHIE !" I hear
Matteo yell from the side and my fists move up to my face as I try to calm my nerves.
He wouldn't actually fight me..would he?
A scream suddenly left my mouth when I saw Conner’s fist came straight for my face, and I move my hands to cover my face in an attempt to block him.
I slowly move my hands down when I don't feel anything and notice a small smirk covering Conner’s face.
"So much for all that shit talk, princess." He says, and I glare at him frustrated.
"I wasn't ready you caught me off guard." I reply, chasing after him as he walks off of the mat.
" How about we do this somewhere else?" He says as he walks towards where his phone was, picking it up from the floor.