Page 52 of Owned By Frank

Frank keeps talking on his cell phone in German. He curses and talks angrily while guiding me carefully.

I look back and notice that Dante does the same. He also talks on his cell phone. This time it's both of them who curse and speak in an annoying tone. I roll my eyes at how funny he looks.

We arrive at the launch site and wait a few seconds before climbing. Frank hangs up the phone just like Dante. I look at the jet with caution and it really is quite elegant.

I admit I'm terrified of going up there because I hate heights, but what can I do? I don't think I'm going to run right now.

Frank climbs a step and reaches out his hand to me. I smile at him sarcastically and take his act without grating. He helps me climb carefully. I feel Dante coming up behind me so I turn around again. He sticks out his tongue at me with mockery and I repeat his act.

When we entered I was left with my mouth open. Everything is perfectly luxurious, what can I expect? Frank is a gangster and he doesn't lack money as well as good luxuries.

He doesn't let go of my hand for a single second until we get to the seats.

I take a seat in the middle and let out a sigh. In a matter of seconds Frank takes his place in front of me and Dante does the same towards the other side of the line, remaining the same in front of the anatomy.

- Do you like it? - asks Frank with a smile as he takes off his glasses.

I look around and examine by nodding.

- It is beautiful... - I smile at him.

He follows me anyway and that's when one of the hostesses comes to us.

- Would you like something to drink, sir? - she says with a smile.

An insatiable urge to grab her fake blonde hair and smash it against the glass table until that damn smile is gone.

Frank smiles at her nicely. Damn it!

Calm down, stupid, she's just doing her job.

- Yes. Bring me a glass of wine. –

She looks at me but her smile fades when she sees my angry face.

- And you, miss?

I smile at her falsely. Bitch.

- The same, thanks. - I say sarcastic.

He nods slightly and turns to Dante. He asks her a few questions about some snacks until she asks for a glass of white wine and something else that I can't hear.

The hostess returns in a matter of seconds with three glasses of wine. She puts the first one on Dante's table and the second one on ours. I notice that she has put on more lipstick and has lowered her blouse a bit more, leaving a perfect view of her bulky neckline.

My anger boils over when she "accidentally" hits her shoulder with Frank and drops a: "Ow forgive me sir" as an apology smiling, to which Frank says it doesn't matter.

What I find most amusing is that the bitch tries to get Frank's attention and the fool doesn't even care.

Then something comes to mind and I tell myself that this is my chance to teach him a good lesson. I take the glass of wine and stand up ready to leave but "accidentally" I stumble and make all the red liquid to her nice white whore suit.

- Oh, my goodness! –

- Ow, sorry I think my heel is stuck. The good thing is that now you will get to wear something that covers more your skin, I mean, before your breasts come out of your blouse...

I smile at her with mockery and that's when Dante lets out a little laugh. I look at Frank and he is stunned, he looks at me and I slammed him in anger before throwing the napkin on the table and turning around in the direction of the toilet.

I enter it and when I think of closing the door someone pushes it in and then locks it.