*Chyna's POV*
I opened the freezer for the third time since I arrived. And just as the first two times,there was no food there.
I heard a gun cock on my head and sighed as I raised my head.
"You have more stealth than I remember."
Arturo's frown is plastered concrete across his face and his hand holds the trigger firm at my head.
"Arturo-" A small smile crossed my lips at how little he has changed, it was as if I just saw him yesterday. "I missed you."
"What the fuck are you doing here?"He asked,his voice not sharing my excitement.
"You weren't picking my calls."I pouted,"I assumed you wanted to see me."
I widened my arms for a hug but his finger's hovering over the trigger didn't sell the tale of the warmest hug.
"Get out."
"No."I say walking past him. "Did you bring any food?"
The black duffel bag he dropped on the table and zipped it open.
Four guns,a pack of cigarettes,an old lighter and several sets of black leather gloves.
Nothing edible in sight.
"Can I have one?"I asked.
He didn't answer.
I stared back at him staring at me. The process continued for a while and I raised an eyebrow.
"Fine."He gives in,relaxing his shoulders and finally dropping the gun.
I promptly took one of the guns and shoved it in my jacket.
"No,no–"he protested,snatching the weaponfrom me. "I thought you were talking about the cigarettes."
"Really? I have to ask for cigarettes?"
He pushed the gun back in the bag. "I can't have your fingerprint on these-"
"Ou-"I tugged on his arm. "Who did you kill?"
"I didn't–"he shrugged me off."What are you still doing here?"
"I am staying."I declared,sitting on the table and looking around the big empty house. There were at least 4 rooms in here,he is barely home anyways–I could use one for my bedroom and another for my–
"You have to go,Chyna–"he insists,throwing the bag from my reach.
I cocked my head. "You're not a very hospitable host,are you?"
His jaw ticks and he lights a cigarette.
I took the cigarette from his mouth before he could take a whiff,his eyes glare hot at me--they held no rage.
I crossed my legs as I held his gaze,a bit of skin peered from the split on my leather skirt and brushed against his tight.
His eyes darted at my legs for a millisecond but I caught it before he could conceal the flicker of lust that shone in them.
Just like I said.
Still the same man.
This game is going to be so easy,it would be an embarrassment if I didn't win.
"We had a thing, Arturo."I said softly,bringing the cigarette to my lips.
"No-"he says,walking away from me cautiously."I don't know what they did to you in prison"
I heard his voice crack but he covered it up with a cough. Arturo wasn't easily flustered so he wasn't the best at hiding when he was.
Looking back now,I should have taken advantage of this a long while ago.
I groaned."I'm trying not to put you on the spot here-"
His brows furrowed.
"Let me rephrase,Turo,"I drawl,deliberate with my words. "You had a thing for me."
His Adam apple dances.
"Listen–"he started.
"Oh for God's sake-you think I was blind?"
His mouth opens but it doesn't form words.
"Everyone knew honestly–heck even Zane had a bet that you were never going to do anything about it."
"What?"
"Come to think of it,"I drew a big breath."I owe that boy a lot of money from all the bets we made."
Arturo became pensive but didn't bother to deny.
I got down from the table and walked towards him.
"Are you going to let me loose this one too?"
His muscles tensed as I ran my finger over his chest.
"That'll be so cruel of you."I tiptoed,blowing smoke into his ear.
He shuts his eye and grabs my hand before it makes its way past his belt.
"You really have to go–"he manages despite the chocked up roughness in his voice.
I laughed,not removing my hand.
"Why?"
"Vincenzo will-"
I snapped and pushed him away.
"You're still his lap dog,I see–"
"Chyna,"he pleaded. "He's my boss."
"So fucking what?"I retort.
He groaned and got himself a cigarette,refusing to engage in the conversation any further.
"Is this really how you are going to treat me?"
He remains stoic.
"Is this how you are going to treat me?"I asked,getting impatient. "I stayed stranded two years in jail with none of you even having the conscience to visit me and you add insult to the injury by treating me like a beggar?"
He stares blankly at the television I'm sure he never watches.
I don't have time for this shit.
I killed my cigarette,briskly walked to him and grabbed him by his collar.
"Are you going to talk to me or keep on being a pussy?"
"Stop–"
"Do you really wait to get permission for everything?"
His eyes hardened and I tightened my grip on his collar,as I adjusted my legs to sit on him.
"I knew you were a coward under all the toughness but you can't possibly be serious."
"I am–Vincenzo is going to give me serious shit if he knows you are at my house."
"Right,you need his permission to have a girl in your house and you also need the all mighty's Vincenzo's blessing before you fuck,right?"
Arturo's jaw ticked but that's not enough reaction for me.
"That's why I never looked your way despite your very indiscreet crush,You have so much potential–"I rested my gaze on his lips. He was such a fine young man–so much glory I could explore after how starved I was in prison..so much I could do to his strict ass.
"But that's all you are. Like a pit bull on a leash,you only sit,roll over and bark when he–"
"Not long ago you were one yourself,weren't you?"he returns.
"And look where that got me–my accounts are frozen,I have no where to stay–and the asshole doesn't fucking care cause he has a new pet."
He stayed still,watching me curiously.
"Imagine how quickly he'll dump you once he finds your replacement."
"Our cases are different."He answers."You are crazy and you know what you actually did."
I decided to change topics.
"If I leave this house–I'm never coming to you again."
He sighed and took another draw of his cigarette.
"This is a bad idea."
"Uh-huh,"I nodded readily."Cause all you ever do is execute good ideas."
He clicked his tongue.
"A man kills people for a living but is scared of his big bad boss–the irony."
He shuts his eyes and nods.
"You can stay for a few days-"
"Oh my God."I exclaimed, rocking on him."I can actually feel your balls growing in real time."
I felt him harden under me and smiled to myself as I descended over him,our lips inches apart ,mix of gin and tonic inviting me for a taste.
I should ruin him right now and here-but I needed to trade this for a greater reward,I'll need him for a lot more bad ideas and his strict rules are going to need something to sweeten the deal.
"I am going to be taking the master bedroom–"I say getting off him "oh and please order something."
He stares up at me speechless.
"Are you serious?"
"No fast food–get something decent."I add climbing up the stairs.
"Chyna!"he barks.
I turn and give a wan smile.
"Maybe If I stayed here long enough,"I teased. "We could actually fuck–and this time,it won't be because I need a place to stay."
He makes a face but isn't repulsed by it.
And just like that–I had one of Vincenzo's pawns wrapped around my finger.