Sweet Little Bumblebee

Wasp

Daisy

This time he went too far with the teasing. I told him clearly that I liked him for a long time, in the end it's my fault for agreeing this whole facade. Just what did I think? Marcus doesn't see me as a woman, I'm his subordinate, a tool for his success. It'd be better to back off and really just fake it till we are here. Two weeks and all is over. We will be back im NY and everything will be back to normal... This though pissed me off a lot and I needed to get the anxiety out of my body asap. I changed into training clothes and grabbed my earphones. As I walked out of the room I met Marcello.

- Excuse me, could you please let me know where can I find the gym? - I asked and he nodded politely explaining to me where to go. I followed the instructions and found the gym. It was packed with good looking, muscular Italian men. They all turned towards me as I entered and I felt a slight blush. Well... This is not bad at all.

- What are you doing here? - I heard a familiar grumpy voice. I looked to my right and Max was standing there.

- What does it look like? - Max sighed.

- If you need help with the weights let me know. I don't want to get in trouble because you break a nail. - I pulled my tongue at him and headed towards a boxing bag. I need to hit something! I put my earphones in and turned the music up. Got a pair of boxing gloves on and started hitting and kicking the bag as long as I could till my anger finally seemed to calm. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I took the music out and looked at a tall, black haired man, he had a big scar on the left side of his face.

- f**k off bug. - he said in Italian and I raised an eyebrow.

- What did you just call me? - I asked. He smirked and repeated.

- I said, f**k off bug. Stop lingering around our young master. The likes of you are always bringing only trouble for this family.

- Hey, Carlo, leave her alone. - Max said and the man he called Carlo laughed.

- Or what? - Max crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked into my eyes. A smile spread on his face as he answered.

- I warned you. - Carlo laughed and turned back to me pushing he against the wall.

- What are you still doing here? - he asked.

- Is this how you compensate your tiny weenie? Intimidating a girl who is the third of your size? - I asked and Carlo swung his fist towards my face only to punch the wall.

- Carlo, stop. - some of his friends said but Carlo already saw red.

- What about this? Let's get in the ring. If I win, you'll obey me, if you win, I'll f**k off. - I said and he laughed.

- Fine little bug. - we got in the ring and put in some teeth protectors and helmets.

- Shouldn't we stop this? If Carlo hurts Mr. Kane's new girlfriend we will all be in trouble. - I heard a man saying it to Max, he scoffed.

- What makes you think that Carlo can even touch her? - it made me feel how Max smiled me encouragingly. The match started. Carlo circled around me ready to punch, but each time I've avoided his attacks. He might have been stronger and taller than me, but that meant he was also slower. So I waltzed around him waiting for an opening. Soon I got it. Carlo lifted his hand to punch me and with a quick right hook under his chin he stumbled back. I hear the others murmur and Carlo spit some blood to the mat.

- We are not done, little bug. - he said and I shrugged. He attacked me against the rules of boxing.

- Playing dirty? - I asked and threw my gloves off. Carlo ran towards me with hate in his eyes. I crunched down and waited. When he got close enough, I jumped against him, pushing myself higher using his chest and wrapped my legs around his neck. With the momentum of my jump I managed to break his balance and sending Carlo to the ground on his back. The ring trembled and I heard cheering. Carlo looked at me and I waited for him to get up. Instead he sighed and hit the mat. I walked to him and extended my hand helping him up.

- Does it hurt a lot? - I asked pointing at his chin. He smiled.

- It was strong enough to knock some sense into me. I'm sorry, I've underestimated you. - he extended his hand for a handshake and I shook it.

- No biggie, it happens often. - I said glancing at Max, who turned to the few guys who were in the gym.

- Let's keep this between us. I don't think the boss would be delighted that we let his girl fight our mountain. - they nodded in agreement and I whispered a " Thank you" to Max for helping me keep my image. I bid goodbye to the men and walked back to our room to change into my swimming suit and headed to the indoor pool. It was nice to swim in the cold water after that heated up fight. I floated in the middle of the pool and enjoyed the silence. After a while, I took a deep breath and sank to the bottom of the pool. I laid down and watched as the bubbles I let out, slowly swam to the top of the water. My record was around two and a half minutes, I wondered if I could stay down longer now. I counted calmly and when I reached hundred eighty my chest started to hurt. I heard a loud splash and opened my eyes. Marcus was swimming towards me in his shirt and jeans he left in the morning. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the surface.

- ARE YOU INSANE? - he asked and I looked at him tilting my head. He was out of breath but I was totally calm. My body got used to the cold water and the peace down there.

- What were you trying to do? - he asked and his expression seemed worried, I started to laugh.

- Break my record, which I managed by the way. What did you think? - he looked confused.

- I thought something happened to you and you were drowning. - he said seriously, I caressed his face.

- Well, I wasn't. Could you let me go now? I'm fine. - he seemed hesitant.

- What? - Marcus hugged me closer to him and said.

- Just stay like this for a moment. - I sighed, I loved and hated this doting attitude at the same time. Don't you see that you are making me feel false hope? When I couldn't handle his closeness more I wiggled myself out of his arms. We swam to the side of the pool and got out. I gave Marcus a towel and started drying my hair with another.

- What are you doing here anyway? Weren't you working today? - I asked and Marcus nodded.

- I was, but we finished it for now. My father needs our help tonight for a mission. Are you in? - he asked with a childish grin.

- Similar to the Donald's stuff? - Marcus nodded.

- Count me in! Where are we going?

- Oh... To your favorite place. A club!- I rolled my eyes and remembered how I got myself tangled up in this mess to begin with.