08 - Enemy -

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TW ⚠️: sensitive content, Gore, Murder.

Matteo's POV :

"You protect my sister with your fucking life." Leo spoke sternly. "Of course." I replied.

He nodded and walked out. Of course I'll protect her. For now.

She was still getting ready, so I sat on a empty chair on my phone waiting.

I hear her heels click on the ground alerting me, I try to ignore it but I give in and look up to her.

The dress perfectly hugged her curves, it pushed her breasts up, fitting her tightly, The White fluffy scarf thing complimented the outfit nicely.

Fuck. I muttered advancing upward.

I cleared my throat, ignoring the throbbing in my pants. That's embarrassing.

"Are you ready?" I asked, she nodded walking up to me.

I opened the car door for her, receiving a smug smile from her, I drove a Black BMW.

I wore a black suit with black sunglasses, I had to look like a security guard.

She somehow connected her phone to my aux. she played a variety of things by "Snow wife"

"Do you want to play anything?" She asked.

"Sure, Can you play Doin' time by Lana del ray?" I asked keeping one hand on the steering wheel.

I glanced to see a surprised expression on her face. "What?"
"I didn't think you would be a Lana del ray kind of dude." She shrugged.

"She has good music.. it's peaceful, and don't fucking call me dude." I muttered shy. Why did I say that?!

"I agree..dude" She blurted out. 

I shoot her a glare.

We arrived at the warehouse.
I walked behind her towards the front door, there was a security guard waiting taking identifications.
"ID." He demanded.

She handed the man the ID she stole from the girl. He nodded and she walked in.
"ID." He stopped me.

"He's with me." She said. The man nodded as I did.

The place reeked of cigarettes. There was an auctioneer, the bidding has already started.

I walked beside her.
"Do you see any familiar faces?" She asks. I give her a confused face. "Y'know, Cause your Russian and all. You aren't gonna turn on me right?" She said, sarcasm yet seriousness laces her voice.

She's not an idiot.

I scoff. "If I was going to, I would've given up our plan to Irvin." I stated. She hummed walking further ahead.

"We're in." I speak discreetly in my earpiece.
"Perfect, did it go smoothly?" He asked.

"Yep." I replied.

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