Arranged marriage to the princess of the Red Scorpions



Touching without permission took the top of the list of things Lena hated more than anything else. The current circumstance she found herself in violated this in more than one way. Being pressed against the door left little wiggle room for her to move away from her assailant as the wet seeped into her clothes. 

"Come now. You can't have invited me here without having what I want." Lena's mind shut down for a brief second as hurried hands patted her all over, seeking out any pockets or crevices in the jacket that could've been used for hiding. The owner of the hands grumbled and growled under their breath, utterly unaware of how close the Princess was to snapping.

"Two seconds." The warning sent a chill through the other occupants who shared the small space. While everyone else seemed to take note of the apparent caution, the hands roaming all over the body didn't pause even for a brief second.

"Dear girl. You already know what I am looking for. Why don't you give it to me, and we can go from there?" The others had no intention of stopping the invasion of personal space until they had gotten ahold of what they wanted. They didn't even seem to care about everyone who was watching the strange situation taking place. The only thing that made it stop was a slight, muffled click sound. The hands froze as though the noise indicated a cue for them.

"Get the fuck off me already! You know how much I hate having to repeat myself, Gabriella." Lena snarled; a second click echoed as she finally managed to get the other off. The princess piercing gaze bored into the other, who only took a small step away from her. Their hands froze in the same position they'd last been rummaging through her pockets.

"You did bring it." The eagerness didn't go amiss by Lena, who waved the other to move further back. Gabriella didn't comply. Her fingers twitched as his eyes scanned for where the treasure she wanted was hidden as water continued to drip off her clothes. The red Scorpion princess wasn't known for playing too many games. Thus, it had to have been overlooked.

"Gabriella, you're starting to turn yourself into more trouble than this is worth." Lena's tone shifted to something more put out as she pulled her hand off the interior jacket pocket. The prize.

Like a cat catching sight of its prey, all of Gabriella's attention turned to the item that Lena had. Her thing! Grabbing hands reached for it, but Lena smacked them away before they could even get near. None of that would be allowed.

"Lena, Lena, Lena. Do you have to go about being so mean to me? You know that I will do anything you want me to the moment I have that. I need to hold it for five seconds first." The tall Italian woman practically purred as her eyes narrowed in on the object. She held out her hand this time rather than reaching for it. She didn't seem to care about all the attention she drew to the two of them.

Lena, however, was not. Once again, the faces of the patients and hospital staff held something akin to dismay and uncertainty. Could she blame them? Mafia and their familiars and minions rarely came around and took over a safe space such as a hospital. The Princess wouldn't take the blame for this, however. That rested on the director.

He should have been more honest with the patients regarding all the different types of patients the hospital catered to. Of course, if that news became public, many people would likely choose to avoid the hospital. Then again, he should have thought about that before greedily snapping up all the money that her family had been offering throughout the years.

"Are you going to let me have it now?" Lena tsked harshly at the other woman as she shook her head before turning her back towards the conference room door. She didn't need strangers overhearing the type of conversations that they would be having. The Princess missed the brief look of disappointment that crossed over the other's features when they rejected her. Gabriella couldn't have that. It wouldn't do at all.

What if something happened to the precious treasure she wanted before she even got the chance to have her hands on it?

"No. You'll not get this until you take care of everything I want from you. Not after this little stunt you pulled." She turned to unlock the door but didn't get that far before a hand slipped over her own. Gentle but firmly keep hers in place. Lena tried to avoid it, but feeling something pressed firmly against her back made her swallow rather thickly in agitated frustration. Lena could've opened the door if she wanted to, but she did not want to greet her men in the awkward position.

"Lena. Lovely Princess. I would prefer it if you gave me what I want now. You know that I am always good for my word. If something happens to that, I won't be able to finish my job successfully with you." Gabriella spoke in a low husky tone of voice. At the current moment, she didn't care who Lena was. She only cared about getting her hands on what she wanted. She didn't come all this way and get so close only to wait longer to hold it in her hands.

"Gabri, Do you want me to break it?" Lena's threat didn't fall on deaf ears though the one hand holding her own didn't cease its previous actions.

"Break it? You would never think of doing such a thing. You need me more than you want to admit, and breaking such a precious item would give you nothing to barter with. I will find someone else to get it from." The overly confident tone grated on Lena's nerves almost as much as the invasive appendage so close to her stomach.

"Are you sure about that? You didn't get such a good look to see how rare it is." All movements ceased once more at these words.

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