I locked the door and peed because peeing after sex is as important as washing your hands after swiping them over dust.

I wiped then walked in the shower and turned the controller into the hottest temperature. It's a little too hot but I like it.

All my tensed muscles slowly relaxed and I too. I looked around for a shampoo and found his, it smells like him.

I squeezed some on my hair and massaged my sore scalp wincing from time to time.

I washed my hair then squeezed some of his body wash on my hand which smells like the shampoo and rubbed both hands together to create foam.

Once that was done, I rubbed the foam all over my body then washed my hands only.

I squeezed some shampoo into my hair again and massaged my scalp again then washed my entire body.

I walked out of the shower looking like a wet tomato from how hot the shower was.

I looked at the mirror to see hickeys on my boobs, chest, and neck. I let out a sigh and looked around for towels but found none.

I unlocked the door and peeked out then said " Carlos? Can you get me a towel.".

No answer.

I closed the door and looked around, there are some drawers but I am not sure if I can open them or not.

I mentally shrugged my shoulders and opened the first drawer.

Random shit.

I opened the second to see some lotions and a SIG sauer P320 (a gun)?

what the actual fuck?

This isn't the one he had at school, the one he had was a GLOCK 19.

Not anyone can have access to this one easily, I closed the drawer and walked to the door again then peeked out.

"CARLOS?" I said out loud hoping he'd come because I am tired and I don't want to go across any more surprises.

"Yes?" He asked from somewhere in the room.

"Can you get me a towel please?" I asked crossing my arms around my body because the cold air from the room is making me cold.

He came into view, his hair is wet which means he took a shower. he's wearing nothing but a grey pair of sweat pants. They're different from the ones he wore earlier.

He sure loves grey.

He eyed me up and down, not exactly me...My chest and head because that's all he can see then said " okay.".

I nodded and was about to walk back when I saw him smirk.

"You're back to 'school carlos'?" I asked mockingly. He raised an eyebrow and asked " what do you mean by 'school carlos'?".

I closed the door and said " I will tell you when I have a towel on, I'm cold.".

His footsteps went further till they eventually faded away, I looked at the closed drawer debating whether to ask him or not.

"Here" his said knocking on the door, I opened it and took the towel from him.

I immediately wrapped it around my body feeling a little warm then walked out of the bathroom.

" we can either order something or cook here." He said while doing something on his phone.

" I don't cook, let's order something." I replied eying the shirt and pair of boxers on the now clean bed.

He hummed and sat on the other side of the bed. I put the shirt on then the boxers, The shirt reaches my mid thighs and the boxers are comfy.

I have about 25, all from nathan.

I remember him getting new ones and me stealing them a couple of months before I came to new york. he got fed up and bought me ones as well which leaves me with 25 pair of boxers all to myself.

I use them as sleeping shorts.

I sat next to him and asked " why do you have 2 guns?".

He kept scrolling through restaurants as if what I just asked is nothing and said " protection.". That's not a gun just for protection but whatever.

I hummed then said " a SIG sauer P320 for protection? okay.".

He looked at me with a smirk and said " you're into guns huh.".

Fuck me! His father is a business partner which means if he didn't know about the other business of my father and knows like this my father could get exposed.

I forced a smile and said " I've watched so many criminal documentaries.".

He chuckled and said " relax, I know.".

What exactly does he know?

"Your father knows mine, they're planning on a drug shipment." He said so casually. I looked at him not really knowing how to react because what am I supposed to do?

What's surprising me is my father didn't say anything about guns. Then again he tells me what he wants and leaves the rest out.

"You okay?" Carlos asked, I nodded and said " I am fine.".

I looked at my hands to see that the ring is not on my finger.

Chat noir's.

I looked around the the bed with my eyes but nothing. The ring means a lot to me not just because it's chat noir's but because it's from Nathan.

"Are you looking for something?" Carlos asked.

I nodded and said "a black ring with a neon green paw on it.".

I stood up and looked on the floor then on the bed again. I went to the bathroom and looked on the sink, in the shower, in the drawers I opened.

Nothing.

I walked back to the room to see him looking..

"Did you find it?" I asked hoping he did. He shook his head and said " send me a pic and I will get you a new one.".

"No, that one was special, I can't loose it." I said as I mentally cussed myself out. I promised to never loose it, I have to find it at all costs.

" why is it special?" He asked as he walked to the couches area.

" it's from Nathan and I promised not to loose it." I said walking to him, He looked at me with a stern expression then nodded and continued looking.

I walked to the other side and looked, also nothing.

" maybe it's in the pool area or something" I said turning around and caught a glimpse of him putting something in the pocket of his sweat pants.

I raised an eyebrow but he ignored me and said " yeah let's go.". I brushed it off because he has no reason to keep the ring if he did find it.

We walked out side by side, "you and this Nathan were close?" He asked in a not so friendly voice.

I looked at him to see a neutral expression on his face, What's the sudden change of moods for?

I nodded and said " we met when I was 15, he was my first boyfriend but things didn't go well and we decided to be friends.".

" aha" Carlos responded pulling me out of my trance.

He took long strides to the stairs and said "go check the elevator, it may have fell there." In a monotone.

I nodded and went to the elevator.

I found the ring, but knowing it's from some other guy is why I don't want to give it back.

At first I was a little mad on why he gave it to her but now knowing that they dated is pushing me over the edge.

I don't care if it's in the past or not.

what's pissing me off is that I didn't know, it should've been mentioned in the background check. I guess the hacker will die...what's the point of living if he can't do what he chose to do right?

I will get a new ring similar to this one tomorrow and tell her I found it somewhere. She might think it's his but at least I will know she's wearing mine.

I walked out to the backyard and pretended to look for it even tho it's in my pocket. Just in case she comes here, which she will because she won't find it in the elevator.

I looked at the lounger I fucked her on and memories of how I took her clouded my head.

How she screamed my name and said that she belongs to me. She might think it was for the moment but to me it's not.

I meant everything I said including that I will kill whoever touches her that way.

I will let her hang out with that Levi guy for now but that doesn't mean I will be okay if more were to join.

"Did you find it?" Her soft voice asked.

I shook my head as a no and pretended to look more.

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" I just don't understand where it could've went." She said annoyance clear in her voice.

" I will ask Mary to look for it, I will give it to you when I find it." I said to which she let out a sigh and nodded.

I hate how much she cares about the ring just because it's from him.

"Let's go back to my room" I said trying to hide my annoyance but I don't think I did because she raised and eyebrow and asked "what's up with you being all grumpy?".

I let out a sigh and said " nothing.".

"I am sorry we spent the last hour looking for the ring but it means a lot to me and I can't loose it." She said walking to the door.

she doesn't like loosing it and I don't like her having another guy's ring on her finger. that's the matter.

We went in and headed to my room. "Can I ask you a question?" She asked trying to avoid my gaze.

I nodded and she asked "why were you Being nice to me?".

Because you're mine.

I really wanted to say that but held back and said " because I want to make sure you're fine, I don't want to loose the only girl that could still be in my life when school is over.".

She smirked and said "I'm feeling special.", she is special.

I smiled and said " you are.".

She dropped her smirk and raised an eyebrow.

Her phone buzzed and she looked down, a smile spread across her face making me want to know from who she got a message.

"Who's that?" I asked involuntarily.

She looked at me and said " Levi, he's been sending me messages since I left but I didn't check my insta.".

I glared at the thought of how close they've been but dropped it as soon as she said " I am curious on what beef you and him have.".

"Nothing." I said trying not to spill how much I hate the guy for being close with her.

She crossed her arms pressing her boobs that still show through my baggy shirt.

"You glare at him whenever you see him and basically whenever he's mentioned." She said boosting my ego because she noticed.

"I don't like him." I said with a shrug.

" and why is that? He's really sweet and caring, he minds his business and doesn't-" she said but I couldn't help but interrupt her.

"I get it he's nice blah blah."

"I would think you're jealous if You aren't a playboy." She said with a sigh. I am, and in fact I would love to rip him into shreds.

"It doesn't matter because he's just a friend but the moment he tries anything with you, I will kill him on spot." I said seriously.

She burst into laughs and said "you're something I swear, a playboy who's in some sort of a gang who also cracks jokes with a serious face.".

I shook my head and corrected her " 1- I wasn't joking, I told you that you belong to me and you said yes when I fucked you earlier. I plan on keeping my word, try something with anyone else and they're dead. Guy or girl. 2- I am not in a gang bonita, I am in a mafia.".

Her eyes widened and she looked at me with a serious face.

"Okay wait! I did agree but it was for a moment and it's over now. What happened was a one time thing with no strings attached, not from me and not from you. So if I want to be with someone I will and the fact that you're in a mafia won't really change anything, you can't kill for a stupid reason as that." She said pointing her index finger at me.

She really thinks there are no strings attached? Well she's wrong.

I chuckled and said " we'll see, now tell me what do you want to eat?".

She kept her gaze on me and said " I really don't know if you're joking or not but I hope you are, it will save both of us time and trouble.".

Good thing I am a trouble lover then.

I wanted to say but held back and said " what do you want to eat?".

She shrugged her shoulders and said " pizza is fine I guess.".

I nodded and reached to my phone.

I dialed the number of the pizza shop and ordered a large fajita which is what she wanted and a large margarita for me.