Sold to the mafia

Punishment

After a good 40 minutes of deciding whether I leave or not, I finally Slide onto the bar stool, I grab the pen and paper and begin to write my note for Antonio, I need to make it sound sweet. So he won't be so angry when he finds me, i just don't understand why I have to be locked up here while he gets to go to the gym. I want to do something.
How do I start it though? Dear daddy? Hm, that would be interesting but no. I'll just start it off with 'Antonio'. It's a good way to attract his attention but nothing formal or misleading.
Imagine if I put, 'I've finally decided to leave you'. That would be amazing. I'm really tempted to put that, get him back for all the times he's annoyed me but I won't because that unnecessary.
Okay... Antonio,
I have gone down to the spa, I won't be long and you don't have to look for me because I will be fine.
P.s. Don't be angry!
Yours sincerely, Kitten.

Do I finish it with Kitten? Or do I put Sophie? I'll put Kitten because he only ever calls me Kitten when he's in a good mood.
Reading over the note one last time, I put it down satisfied with how it is then place it by the whiskey, that's the only place I know he will go.
I really hope this doesn't make him too angry because i know he's already promising me that he's going spank me. He stays by his words but I don't mind, as long as he doesn't make me cry, but I mean, that's not that hard to do.
Wandering back into the bedroom, I go by the suitcase and get down on my knees, routing through my clothes to find a bikini.
Im still debating whether I actually go to the pool or the spa?
Stripping out of my clothes, I slide into the red bikini, assuring that it's covering up as much chest and butt as it can. I don't want to be catching unwanted attention, I've felt enough unwanted hands from Antonio's Godfather.
I wrap a towel round me so I don't have to walk around in my bikini then tie my hair up, getting it all out of my face. I'm actually excited, kind of nervous to be going by myself but I won't become more confident if I don't push boundaries so this should be good.
Glancing around, I make sure everything is turned off and I haven't left anything behind then head back into the lounge and correct the note I'm leaving for him, saying that I'm going to either the pool or the spa. I haven't decided yet.
After, changing the note, I push it to the side and head to the door, snatching up the keys by the side, if he wanted to he could have locked me in..
Blinking my eyes to the mirror in the corridor of the apartment, I give myself a look over then nod, satisfied that I don't look too dreadful. It fair to say that outside has gotten far more nicer, so if I was to go out then it wouldn't be too bad but very tempted to go to the spa.
I pull the door open and lock behind me, then tighten onto the keys as I pace down the hall, the people walking up and down giving me anxiety alone. Being alone and in public makes me immensely anxious but I chose to leave the room so I'm not going back.
Waiting for the elevator to come, I stand keeping my head down, just because I don't want to look anyone which could spark a conversation up, that's the last thing I want. The way Antonio's goes on, has made me learn not to trust anyone but now I'm just paranoid.

I always think someone's after me, even though they won't be because no one has any reason to be after me but I guess it's just the paranoia.
The elevator doors slide open, catching my attention and I walk in beside three other people. I'm the only person in a towel and it's extremely uncomfortable, especially the glances I'm getting from them. What was I supposed to wear?
Anyways it doesn't matter. I'm in a towel and I'm not changing so they will have to deal with it.
After we stop at multiple floors, I'm now lodged into the back of the elevator but minding my own business as the other chat amongst themselves until the elevator pings and the door open, allowing us to all flood out into the the foyer.
I step out last, my eyes glancing around the foyer and past the crowd of people by the elevator, finding the signs for the spa but I suddenly feel hand against my chest and pushing me back into the elevator, my eyes snapping to side to catch Antonio forcing me in.
Oh.
He aggressively presses the button on the elevator and stands beside me, in the silence. Damn it. I'm in so much trouble. That's actually an understatement, I'm fucked.
I can just feel my heart pounding against my chest and my cheeks reddening. I was planning for him to find me so soon, I was planning for him to read the letter, be notified to where I have gone then come looking for me but he's just caught me in the act and now, now it just looks like I'm walking away without telling him.
I'm not even going to bother trying to explain myself because either way my ass is getting done to so bad by him.
Im nervous.
Narrowing my eyes to him, I swear he said he would be a couple hours? He's only been an hour? But he looks good, very good in fact. His hair ruffled up, although, he's not wearing basket ball shorts like the time I saw him in the gym at home, they are shorter and show his ripped thighs. God, I'm melting, and the black t-shirt is clinging to his muscles, oh my lord. Sweet Jesus.
Swallowing, I rip my eyes back to the door and the tension becoming unbearable. I'm weirdly excited but nearly feeling sick to my stomach with nerves.