Sold To The Mafia Boss

Chapter 3

Sophie's POV:

I looked over and saw a red dress laid out on the bed for me. I quickly got dressed before joining him outside. I could feel Nico’s eyes roaming all over me, which made me want to disappear because I had no idea what he was thinking. It could range from him trying to get me into his bed, although the chances of that were very low considering I was practically skin and bones. Or he could be thinking about how to put me out of my misery. Which was more likely.

He ordered me to get into the car, and I did. Davinci was seated in the passenger seat beside the driver. The car started moving, and I was panicking deep down because I had no idea where they were taking me. But I couldn’t muster up the courage to ask, so I kept quiet.

We arrived at one of the most luxurious hotels in the city about twenty-five minutes later. It was a really popular hotel, the kind that was always on everyone’s lips. I remembered Coco, my adopted parents’ real daughter, throwing a fit a few months ago because her parents couldn’t afford to let her have her birthday party here. And here I was.

We stepped into the hotel, and everyone’s heads immediately bowed as Nico walked past them toward the reception. The receptionist’s head was down too, until Nico commanded her to look up. She immediately obeyed.

She quickly grabbed a key and trailed behind us until we reached a door that seemed nonexistent. She inserted the key, and the wall suddenly gave way, revealing an elevator hidden behind it.

“Thank you,” Nico said before stepping into the elevator, with Davinci entering after him and finally me. The door closed, and Davinci pressed the only button in the elevator. It took us straight down.

I had never ridden an elevator before, so I instinctively grabbed onto whatever was closest when it started moving. It was only when the elevator stopped that I realized I had been holding onto Nico’s arm the entire time. I quickly let go. “I-I’m so sorry. I-I…”

I didn’t get to finish my sentence before the elevator doors opened. Nico walked out, and I quickly followed behind him.

We had barely taken a few steps when a woman wearing a long red dress appeared in front of us. Her blonde hair was styled so elegantly, and thick red lipstick covered her lips. She ran straight into Nico’s arms and rested her head against his broad chest, wrapping her arms around him.

“I missed you so much,” she said.

Nico said nothing. He simply let her hold onto him. He didn’t hug her back, but he didn’t stop her either. I couldn’t help wondering what their relationship was. She eventually pulled away and took a step back before finally noticing me. Her eyes traveled over me from head to toe.

“And who is she?” she asked, looking at Nico. “A new meat?” Her eyes narrowed while looking over me again. “She’s so skinny.”

It took me approximately two minutes to decide that I didn’t like her, but I would keep that information to myself.

“She’s not for the hotel. I have a very important mission for her, but she’s not fit for it right now, so I need you to help improve her social skills and confidence. She’ll really need them for the mission I have for her,” Nico replied.

“Hmm… that’s going to cost you,” she said, trailing a finger over his chest as she looked up at him flirtatiously.

“Why don’t you show her around? I have some business to attend to with Davinci.” Nico took one last glance at me, like he was silently warning me not to get any funny ideas. I got the message. He turned around and walked away with Davinci by his side.

The woman walked up to me, looking me up and down like she was sizing me up. “What’s your name, girl?”

The way she emphasized the word girl felt like mockery, but I couldn’t care less. I had to stay alive at all costs, and if entertaining her rude and condescending behavior was what it took, I could do that. I had endured worse.

“Sophie.”

“Last name?”

“I don’t have one.”

She scoffed before pointing at a girl wearing a white T-shirt and black miniskirt. The girl immediately came running over.

The woman turned to me. “Watch and learn.” She turned the girl around and pointed toward a man sitting alone.

“You see that guy over there? The one sitting without a single drink in front of him? Walk up to him and get him to buy the most expensive drink on the menu.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the girl replied.

She walked up to the man and they talked for a few minutes before she returned to the bar, ordered the most expensive drink on the menu, and took it back to him. I was dumbfounded by what had just happened. It definitely cannot be that easy to get someone to spend that much money on a drink in just few minutes. “How is that even possible?” I had no idea I had said that out loud.

The woman let out a loud laugh. “It’s all in your expression and the tone of your voice. That’s how much your social and persuasion skills need to grow, and I’ll be here to guide you all the way.”

I had no idea how she planned to do that, but I nodded anyway.

“I’m Trista.”

And just like that, a new chapter opened for me.