Becoming the Street Boss - Hayley Faiman Page 0,12
shrugs a shoulder. “Who knows why men do what they do? I sure as hell don’t,” she snaps.
“Chloe,” Lenora sighs before she turns her attention back to me. “How old are you?” she asks softly.
“Twenty,” I admit.
Both of their eyes widen, but thankfully they don’t comment. I don’t know if they have been told about my situation, or not, but if they’re surprised by my age, I assume they haven’t. Lenora smiles before she urges me to go and get cleaned up before we head out.
“We’ll grab some breakfast first,” she calls out.
My stomach growls at her words and I decide that breakfast is exactly what I need. It doesn’t take me long to freshen up. I take a quick shower, slipping my dirty clothes back on, cringing when I have to put the same panties on again. I would go commando, but I have to try on clothes today and that’s just gross.
I’m thankful to find brand new toothbrushes, toothpaste, deodorant, razors, even shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I don’t know why all of this stuff is in here, but I don’t question it either, I just use it.
Grabbing a brand new hairbrush, I moan as I comb the knots from my long hair. Setting it down on the counter next to the rest of my new products, I turn and head out toward Chloe and Lenora.
They’re both talking, their heads dipped as they whisper. As soon as they sense my presence, they stop talking and turn to look over at me. Lenora gives me a bright smile at the same time Chloe frowns.
They are so opposite, but they complement one another well. They both smile easily and are assessing as they watch me. I can tell that their relationship is one that was built over time, they act more like sisters like me and Rosana than just friends.
“Ready?” I ask.
Together, they nod as they rise to their feet. “My driver is outside waiting,” Lenora calls out.
“Enrico is going to absolutely love the day that we have planned,” Chloe says with a smirk.
Lenora snorts. “He’ll live.”
Without another word, I follow behind them and together, the three of us walk down the long hallway, until we reach a door at the end of the hall. Lenora lifts her hand, balling her fingers into a fist before she knocks against the door.
It opens and a tall handsome man in a suit tugs it open. He’s wearing mirrored sunglasses. He doesn’t move for a long moment, then his lips turn up into a grin.
“This ought to be fun,” he mumbles.
“What?” Lenora asks.
He shakes his head once. “Nothin’. Just gonna enjoy watching all of this unfold,” he murmurs.
He doesn’t allow any of us to respond, instead, he turns around and walks over to a waiting black SUV. I roll my eyes, noticing how once again, this is all nothing but a fucking cliché. I can’t believe that I agreed to this.
I’m desperate, but am I so desperate that I have to essentially hand myself over for a life of pain? A life of constant disappointment. How stupid am I?
Jerking my head to the side, I watch as she looks over her shoulder at me, standing directly in front of the back door of the SUV. It’s open and she has one hand on the handle as she watches my inner turmoil.
“I…”
She shakes her head, shutting me up. “Seriously, don’t. This is going to work out, I can feel it.”
I nod, but I don’t agree with her. She may be able to feel it, but she has happiness and love, whereas I’m walking into the complete unknown. I’m doing this to myself and a pit burns deep in my stomach at the feeling that I’m going to regret this probably sooner rather than later, or maybe always.
MASSIMO
My phone rings. I haven’t slept a wink, not a single moment. Reaching for my device, I slide my thumb across the screen. It’s Arlo. This is it. He’s going to tell me whether this whole thing is a go or not. I don’t know why I’m nervous, it doesn’t matter if this mystery woman says yes or no.
“Ferrucci,” I grunt.
He chuckles. “It’s a go,” he murmurs. “The planning will begin in the morning. Lenora and Chloe have decided they would like to help her. They’re going to take her out today to get started. We will be meeting with Gavino in an hour. Get dressed and I’ll come and get you.”