Chapter 3 Episode 3

COFFEE SHOP

WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN

CHAPTER 3

Are you sure I can't stay in the car?" I glanced over at the building with a sense of worry and foreboding. "No. There's too many idiots here Jordan, I'm not going to risk it. You don't want to know what will happen to you if someone finds you alone." I shook my head and stepped away from feeling myself begin to panic. "Don't make me go inside Adrian." He sighed and stepped towards me, grabbing one of my shaking hands he pulled me closer to him. He leaned down and looked me directly in the eye as he spoke.

"I promise you, you'll be okay. Come on Jordan you slept in a bed with me last night and I don't think you've even realised it yet." He went quiet noticing the look of surprise on my face, he was right I hadn't even thought about it since he wasn't there before I slept or when I woke up.

"See. You slept in a bed with the worst one and you're fine now aren't you? I promise you Jordan, just keep your damn mouth shut and everything will be fine tesoro." I nodded a little still unsure about this whole situation.

"Come on." He held my hand as we walked inside, there were armed men standing inside the little entrance by the front door who I hadn't noticed before. They didn't make eye contact with either of us as we passed, whilst I took off my sunglasses and put them on my head.

The main lobby area was silent, it was decorated in a traditional Italian style with dark wood being the main feature causing the hallway to feel dark and eerie. There was a huge double staircase, and a number of different corridors downstairs. Adrian headed towards the biggest one and we walked through the long hallway passing countless closed doors, I heard a number of sounds from behind the doors too. Talking, shouting, screams and cries in pain and lots of women moaning and screaming. I scrunched my nose up in disgust at the noises as Adrian continued walking, clearly unfazed by them.

We stopped a few doors down from the end of the hallway. "What's down there?" I pointed towards the large double doors at the end of the corridor. "Just another office, it used to belong to Al Capone." My eyes widened and I grabbed Adrian's arm. "Oh my God really? Don't lie!" He laughed at the excitement in my voice. "Shut up of course not, he lived in America." I frowned as he continued to chuckle whilst walking into the room. "You're such a dick."

"Oh for fuck sake. No Adrian. Portala fuori di qui." ( Get her out of here.) My eyes went to the guy sitting behind a desk glaring at Adrian and I. He looked exactly like Adrian just slightly younger and they had a few slight differences, I think he was one of the two men with Adrian in the coffee shop when I first met him.

I frowned in confusion as his glare became more focussed on me. "È una fottuta responsabilità, non puoi portarla qui." ( She's a fucking liability, you can't bring her here.)

The angry guy behind the desk suddenly stood up pointing a gun in my direction, his finger on the trigger.

At exactly the same moment Adrian pulled one out and pointed at the guy. "Metti giù Matteo!" ( Put it down Matteo!)

They stood there like that for few moments, before the guy who I'm assuming is called Matteo finally put his gun down.

I stood still in fear as I held eye contact with Matteo who was glaring at me, a lot more than Adrian does when he's angry. "Are you fucking crazy?" Adrian shouted before turning towards me while I remained frozen, this seemed to anger him even more since he began shouting at Matteo in Italian.

Eventually I finally got over the shock of having a gun pointed at me and I did the only logical thing I could think of at that time. I ran out of the room, completely ignoring all of Adrian's warnings before I came here. But hey you can't judge me too much, don't forget I'm just a regular girl from London who found herself standing in the headquarters of the Italian Mafia after having a gun pointed at her.

"Jordan!" I ignored Adrian who was calling me back and hurriedly walked back the way we came trying to calm my racing heart. I heard footsteps behind me causing me to walk much quicker, I'm not going to lie I genuinely felt like I was in some sort of horror movie with the sounds of people shouting in Italian and the odd screams here and there as I rushed through the hallway with someone right behind me.

Just as I reached the end of the hallway and turned a corner into the main lobby, I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me back causing me to let out a scream.

"Shh." I looked up my eyes meeting Adrian's furious ones, however as soon as he saw the fear in mine his instantly softened. He pulled me into his chest and I rested my forehead against it whilst wrapping my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his arms around me in return. "You're shaking too much tesoro calm down." I shook my head and tightened my grip on him. "I want to get out of here Adrian."

Before he could respond to me someone else spoke. "Adrian."

I felt Adrian look up at the person who spoke but I didn't turn around. "È lei?" ( Is this her?)

"Sì, ma lei non capisce l'italiano quindi parla inglese." (Yes but she doesn't speak Italian so speak English.)

"Ah okay. Jordan I'm Angelo" Adrian released his hold on me so I did the same. I turned around to see the other guy from the coffee shop giving me a small smile which I tried to return but it didn't really work.

"You can meet her properly another time Angelo. I think we should leave. Can you sort out.." He glanced down at me causing me to roll my eyes. "that thing..with Matteo." Angelo nodded with amusement. "Of course." Adrian nodded before grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the building much to my relief.

"Who was that?" Adrian walked to the car and I could tell he was annoyed about what happened, it was his fault though, he shouldn't have brought me here. "My bestfriend." I nodded silently as we got in the car. "And the guy who tried to kill me?" Adrian tensed and his jaw clenched before he spoke. "My brother." The car was full of tension while we drove back to the food store.

"Jordan hurry the fuck up." I glared at him and adjusted my hair before getting out the car. "You're such an impatient Italian." He groaned at my comment and locked the car before walking ahead of me into the store. We got a trolley and started walking through the different aisles. "Ooh, Adrian."

I didn't wait for him and headed over to the toiletries aisle. I found the hair products and picked up my favourite shampoo and conditioner along with a body wash too. I threw them in the trolley ignoring Adrian's frown.

"What's wrong with the ones we have already?" I scoffed and started walking towards the food section. "I don't want to smell like you." I heard him mumble to himself as we walked through the different aisles. "What's for dinner today?" I turned around and smiled at him. "Don't ask me, I'm not cooking. You are."

"What do you mean I'm cooking? You're going to be doing the cooking, and the cleaning for that matter." I laughed and shook my head at him. "Why? Because I'm a girl?" He rolled his eyes and stepped towards me, we had stopped in the middle of the frozen food aisle.

He pushed me against the freezer and looked down at me, a dark look on his face. "You'll do what I tell you to do. Or there's going to be consequences. Understand?" I scoffed and placed a hand on his muscly chest to push him away but he just pressed himself against me even more preventing me from moving at all. It wasn't in any way sexual for all you dirty minded people out there, he was doing it to intimidate me. And it definitely worked.

"Fine." He moved away and walked over to the checkout area without another word.