Welcome to Italy. Get dressed, I'll see you soon - De Luca
Yeah, I saw that on a card when I woke up in a random room that I guess is mine...? I honestly have no idea.
What doesn't help is that I haven't seen anyone I know since the moment I woke up and not to mention I'm waiting for Kylian in a black dress and heels outside this huge ass mansion.
I love black dresses if it isn't obvious- wait, why am I waiting for this dickhead? I've got to set my priorities straight.
My head lifts up when I hear an engine rev to see an all-black Mustang slow down in front of me. Show off.
Rolling my eyes, I start walking down the steps as Kylian steps out and opens the door for me.
He looks at me with a small smirk. "Miss me, Rory?" Who boosted his ego? Oh wait, it's always been like this.
"You wish," I scoff and get into the car.
"Keep lying, love," he shrugs before closing the door and getting into the driver's side.
"Did you sleep well?" he asks, glancing at me as he drifts the car around the fountain.
"Since when do you care about how I slept?" I chuckle. "Or me in general?"
"I don't," he replies bluntly.
"Okay," I shrug.
"Okay," he shrugs. I narrow my eyes at him. I thought we talked about this whole copying thing.
After a moment of silence, he speaks up. "So did you?" He's confusing.
"Where are we going?" I ask. "Answer my question and I'll answer yours, Rory," he says.
I furrow my eyebrows at his comment, "Yeah?"
He spares me a glance and hums in response. "My sleep was fantastic, thank you for asking," I mutter sarcastically.
"Glad to hear that," he replies, faking the enthusiasm in his voice. "Great, now answer my question," I grumble.
"We're going to a meeting," he finally answers. A meeting? Yay.
"Glad you're excited," he grins mockingly. "Excited my ass," I scoff.
"Sei noiosa," he mutters under his breath. Fuck. I really should have listened to Duolingo's threats.
"You realise I know Italian, right?" I don't know Italian. I don't even know why I said that.
"Oh, really?" his lips tilt up. "What did I say then?"
"I can't tell you," I feign a sigh. "Yeah?" he chuckles.
"Yeah," I confirm. "Now shut up."
"You're annoying," he states. I squint my eyes at him. "That's what I said, love." Asshole.
"Eres molesto," I huff. "Let me guess," he glances at me, "you called me annoying?"
"You're wrong." He's right.
"Yeah, whatever, dumbass," he utters, carelessly parking the car. "Fuck you," I say just as he gets out.
God- being with him makes me want to kill myself. How can someone be this annoying? Seriously.
I try to open the door but he opens it for me. "I still hate you," I tell him with a mocking smile as I step out. "I know," he grins back.
We walk up the stairs and into the building in silence. He's looking at me. Does he realise I know he's looking at me?
"What?" I grumble, stepping into the elevator. "Nothing," he shrugs. Sure.
"What's this meeting even about?" I ask, choosing to ignore his very obvious lie. Like very, very obvious.
"Plans, training, guns and mags, missions, and more shit," he lists. I feel like I'm going to sleep during the meeting.
"You seem happy, I'm glad," he grins mockingly. I should pull my gun at him.
"Twat," I mumble under my breath as I step out of the elevator. "Dickhead," he mutters in reply.
Smirking at me, he opens the door for me, revealing Elio, Isiah, Bella, Kylo, Riley, and way fucking more. I love them, but people are just... no.
He gestures for me to enter and I do, him following behind me. "Let's start then," he says, sitting down. Uh... I guess I'll sit down too?
I'm bored. I should just look at every person, guess their lives, and what they're thinking because why not.
I scan the room and my eyes meet with Elio's, although he quickly looks away. Weirdo.
My eyes then meet with Riley and she winks at me teasingly. My lips form a smile.
If she doesn't make me a bridesmaid to her's and Isiah's wedding, I'm going to be pissed. And yes, I've already planned their wedding.
I look at Isiah and he smirks at me. "Miss me?" he mouths which I roll my eyes to. Doesn't need to flatter himself but yes.
***
The meeting is still going on and I haven't said a word. I don't like people and my social battery has run out... if that's a good excuse.
I haven't said a word but I've listened. Kylian said some stuff about a mafia ball. Not very excited about that but oh well.
I feel someone kicking my foot under the table. Really, Kylian? I side-eye him, clearly annoyed. That was uncalled for.
"You good?" he whispers. I simply nod my head and look back down.
I really need to train. Or maybe I just need to shoot someone.
"Ivory," Kylian says, catching my attention. Furrowing my brows, I look up at him.
There's no way this mother fucker is putting on me in the spotlight like this.
"What do you think of the plan?" he asks. "It's great," I reply, forcing a fake smile which his lips tug up at. "But some things can be better."
He squints his eyes at me and returns to his conversation. If I'm being honest, I didn't listen to the plan. I just wanted to piss him off and it worked.
After a few minutes, Kylian stands up and so does everyone else. The meeting is ending. Fucking finally.
They nod and smile at him as they leave the room but he just looks down at me. "Come on, Rory."
Okay, never mind. Staying seated seems way better to me than standing up.
"Stop calling me that," I mutter, getting up. "Why should I, Rory?" he replies mockingly as I walk out of the room.
"Kylian-" I start but he interrupts me. "Ah, don't tell me you're mad, Rory?" he teases.
Without thinking, I pin him onto the wall. His smirk grows as if he's amused. He definitely is.
His eyes then look behind me and I hear the guards pulling out their guns but I don't move. Do they think they actually scare me? Come on.
He narrows his eyes at them, "Kill her, and I'll kill all of you." At his words, the guards take a step back, lowering their guns.
"I don't need you to protect me," I scoff as I continue to walk. "I know, love," he slings his arm over my shoulder.
I glance at him to see that he's already looking at me. "You never piss off do you?"
"Nah," he shakes his head lightly. "Not when you're annoyed. That's what brings me happiness."
"Go fuck yourself," I push him away. Bruising his ego is what brings me happiness and I seriously need to do it more.
"Only if you watch," he remarks. Gosh, I hate him.
I open my mouth to reply to his very annoying comment but Elio approaches us. Kylian's face drops and he goes all serious. Ha, asshole.
"Sup, Elio," I smile but he doesn't bother returning it. Ouch. How dare he?
"I need to talk to you," he states. He doesn't even bother to greet me. I'm hurt. I thought we were friends. What happened to our friendship, Elio? Very disappointed in him.
"Now?" Kylian responds and glances at me. He looks annoyed. Kinda feel bad that Elio has to deal with annoyed Kylian- never mind, that's how he always acts.
"Yes," Elio replies with a fake grin. Sighing, Kylian turns to me, "I'll wait for you outside, yeah?"
"I'm deeply offended that I don't have the privilege to be in this conversation," I feign a sad look, placing my hand on my heart as I walk away.
Stepping outside, I make my way towards his car and get in. He's not here, meaning I can put on my amazing list of songs since I have spectacular taste in music.
Now, which song should I pick? All of a bloody sudden, I forgot all of the songs I know, how great.
Wait, seriously. I've forgotten all of the songs I know. Why does this always happen? Pretty sure it's just my memory.
Although, I'll never be called Dory and that's Kylian's nickname only.
I hear the car door open and speak of the devil. "How was your lovely chat with Elio, Dory?"
"None of your business," he shrugs and starts driving.
"What's got you in a mood?" I ask and before he can reply, I add, "Oh, wait. None of my business." What a cunt.
"Glad you're aware," he replies, not bothering to look at me. He's just made this whole car ride awkward.
sorry for the late update 😭😭
anyway im going to my home country for march break which is amazing since i hate canada but ima have my bday at the airport which is a bit shit
hope u like the chapter 🙏 adiosssss
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