Chapter 4 - Chicago

Hazel POV

As I arrive in Chicago I know there will be someone waiting for me at the airport. They always send someone to keep an eye on me so I don’t do “anything stupid”, as Pavlov says. I roll my eyes as I see a large bearded man holding a sign with my name. I walk to him and he grabs my carry-on without even looking at me properly or saying anything.

“Hello to you too”, I say under my breath as I follow him and there’s another large man outside a Bentley with the door opened. They both signal me to get inside and I do as I am told. I slide into the back seat of the car and I look in awe. This is amazing. I have never been in such an expensive car before. This is absolutely stunning. The seats are covered in leather and it smells new, you know the fresh new car smell. I take a deep breath before the two gorillas get in the car slamming their doors shut. Charming.

I sit back and look out of the window while they drive without making a sound. I roll my eyes and decide that annoying them will be my favourite pass time, I like to do this, I like to see when they explode and break their calm and passive look.

“So, where are we going?”, I ask as I lean forward and rest my arms on the backs of the front seat. The driver looks at me through the mirror and then focuses back on the road while the other one doesn’t even blink.

“I know you guys have to be like badass don’t mess with me kind of guys, but hey, kindness and politeness costs nothing”, I let out sitting back and crossing my arms in front of my chest. I see that none of them budges so I decided to go for the kill.

“So, how long have you guys been sucking each other off?”, I ask and the driver holds on to the steering wheel tighter, too much so that his knuckles are white and his body tensed up. I think I hit a nerve.

“Shut up”, the other way barks from his seat and I smile.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was a secret, it’s just so obvious, I can feel the sexual tension from back here”, I say and I guess I really struck a nerve because the guy on the passenger seat turns around now facing me, his face bright red in anger and his mouth almost dripping with anger foam. He looks like a dog with rabies.

“Shut the fuck up, or I will shut it for you”, he says pointing a finger at me and I raise both my hands in front of my body in surrender.

“Sorry”, I say under my breath but all I want to do is laugh. I always get them to tell me to shut up, but I never really got it right about them shagging each other, I always throw it in the air but apparently these ones are really doing it.

I wonder what Pavlov would think of this. The thought of him finding out that his gorillas are gay strikes me as funny and I can’t help but laugh a little but as soon as I see the dark eyes of the driver in the mirror watching me I stop. I really don’t want to die today, but I have to admit it was kid one fun.

When we reach the hotel they guide me to my room and they open it with their key. They give me another one and before I can slam the door in their faces I blow them a kiss. “We should do this more often boys”, I say and close the door before one of them car wraps their massive hand around my neck. What can I say, I like to live dangerously pissing off mafia men.

When it’s time to do their dirty work they knock on the door letting me know I am needed. I open the door wearing the dress the big boss has sent and I look like a fucking hooker. I hate when he does this to me. I hate when he treats me like his personal barbie doll that he can dress and make sure I look like a hooker.

They both look at me from head to toe and smile. This is their fucking revenge I can tell. They are enjoying every second of this as I struggle to walk on the dangerously high shoes I am wearing and pull the dress down because it is so short it almost shows my ass.

“Not funny”, I say as I walk past them towards the elevator and they follow meaning I carry the documents. I am kind of curious why he didn’t send the documents with his gorillas and had me bring them. Surely would arrive the same way and probably safer, and cheaper because they are here to babysit me.

“Get in the car”, Gorilla A says as he opens the back door for me. I smile at him and slide inside. “Your wishes are my commands”, I let out as he shuts the door so harshly that the car shakes. Geez. Moody much?

I put my seatbelt on and just before the car starts moving and the drive is not long. “Can you put the AC off please it’s freezing in here”, I say and Gorilla B just shakes his head.

“You know your boyfriend’s cock is going to shrink with the cold”, I say and Gorilla A looks at me through the mirror once again giving me a death glare Gorilla B looks at me and smiles. “Maybe I want to make it grow with my mouth”, he replies and I have to say that but me up. I nod my head slightly and sit back on the seat waiting for the car to stop. When we reach our destination I am surprised we are downtown Chicago and we stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

Gorilla B opens the door for me and offers me a hand to help me out and I take it. I am so cold that I don’t think I can walk properly right now. He looks at me from head to toe and signals with his head to go inside.

“Where am I going?”, I ask him and he gives me the instructions of where to go. I have to say I wasn’t expecting what happened next.