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Sofia's Mansion…Following Day, 6:00AM…

Sofia was barely awake, she had only been home from her club for two hours. She cursed like a sailor as she got dressed into her black Haute Hippie soft knit jumpsuit, it was backless and had a deep V halter neckline. She wanted to scratch Paul's eyes out for having her up at this hour. As she walked outside, she became more irritated seeing Paul's limo already parked and waiting. "This man is going to make me kill him." She muttered as she walked through her crew.

Each member of her crew stood motionless, as they too were cranky as she was. Nikki leaned over to Sofia. "Are you sure about this..? I don't like you going alone."

Sofia slid her Gucci squared frame sunglasses down the bridge of her nose. "Don't worry, I will have back up, Uncle Eddie is setting up something for me as we speak."

Nikki now became intrigued. "Do tell."

"Remember Roman? Sofia smiled as Nikki perked up. "He is out of jail, and let's just say he is eager to get back to work. Mr. Annoying (Paul) is going to get a real shock."

"Well, give him a kiss for me, or anything else you see fit to give." Nikki snickered.

Damon and Dean stepped to the limo with several suitcases. Paul seeing this, opened his door, and wasted little time confronting the smaller men. "What the hell is all of this?"

Dean not impressed by Paul's size, walked squarely and cockily into Paul's face. "Have your driver open the trunk."

Paul was becoming incensed as he watched each piece of luggage being put inside the limo. "This is fucking ridiculous." His face soured even more as he watched Sofia dawdling with Damon. "That's it." He huffed as he approached the trio of Sofia, Nikki, and Damon. "I hate to break up this little bon voyage of queen lateness and her brain washed fans, but let's go. Now!"

Damon's blue eyes bored into Paul's honey brown eyes, he then placed his arm around her waist. "You really need to pay this behemoth, before he gets dropped."

"That is real funny kid, but who will be the one to do it?" Paul laughed sarcastically and opened his arms out wide, and then turned around to each and every one of them. "Just as I figured, you love the sound of your own voice, too bad for you I hate whiney voices that haven't hit puberty yet."

Sofia kissed Damon on the cheek, but stuck her middle finger up towards Paul. "Don't let him bother you, when you get to be his age, you become real grumpy and senile."

Paul held his lips tightly together before speaking. "Let's go!" He started to walk away, but stopped when he realized he was walking alone. "It is way too early to be trying my patience, I said let's go."

"No, I'm not a dog, ask nicely." Sofia held her head high.

Paul opened the door of the limo, and walked back towards her. "Oh, I'm sorry your royal highness, your chariot awaits…" He watched her walk slowly to the car, but then said in a low mean voice. "Now get your ass in the car!"

Sofia turned to him and smirked. "All you had to do was ask, King of assholes."

Sofia's members watched in astonishment. Nikki shook her head and turned to the group. "They will be lucky if they make the plane. Paul just has no idea."


Limo ride from hell…

Paul arched his elbow on the inside window of the limo, and watched Sofia with clear irritation on his face. "We wasted over an hour just sitting in front of your damn house. How do you function, let alone run a business."

Sofia unfazed, started digging into her gold Prada Saffiano leather bag. She flicked opened her cigarette case, and then lit her cigarette.

"Oh, hell no. Put that shit out!"

Sofia turned her head from side to side, pretending to look for someone. "Did you just say something? No, it couldn't be you…Because I warned you to not speak to me that way. Besides, I always have my cigarette with my first cup of coffee." She just continued to puff away, and moaned happily as she sipped her coffee.

Paul couldn't believe her. "I said put it out. You are not going to kill me, because you have a weakness for nicotine." He snatched the cigarette out of her manicured fingers, and threw it out the window."

Sofia punched him in the shoulder. "Stop the car! Stop the damn car!" She attempted to hit him once more. But Paul caught her hand. "Stop it…Or I will treat you like the little brat you are and take you over my knee!"

Sofia narrowed her eyes. "You wouldn't dare!"

Paul started to grab her, and "accidently" pulled the side of her top and exposed her breast. He was speechless for a second, as his mouth dropped opened. He knew they were big, but now he could see they were real. "Ah…" He tried to fix it, but she quickly slapped his hands off.

"PREVERT…You did that on purpose…!" She slapped his hands away.

"As if you are so virginal." Paul rolled his eyes, but then watched her adjust her top. "You know most people wear actually clothing, not some small pieces of fabric to cover themselves."

"Just stop talking to me, and have the driver pull over. If not, things are going get a whole lot uglier."

Paul folded his arms across his chest. "I said no, princess brat. We are almost to the air strip, I'm not wasting any more time."

Sofia started to open the door, as the car was still moving. Paul leaned over and grabbed her hands. "That's it." He began to tussle with her to try and put her over his knee, but then the coffee slipped and spilled everywhere, mostly on the two of them. "YOU IDIOT!" Sofia screamed.

"Fuck..! This is your damn fault…!" Paul had a look of rage.

"We can't go…I am not sitting on a flight with coffee all over me. Have the driver take me home." Sofia huffed.

Paul knew she was right. "No...I'm done with you trying to stall, we will get a motel room near the airport. We can shower and change, and then maybe, we can finally take off."

Sofia sighed. "What sense does that make…? Just have the driver turn around."

"Genius, we are two minutes away from the airport." He tapped on the security window, and the driver came over the intercom. "Yes sir..?"

"Take us to the nearest motel. NOW!" Paul just turned and glared at Sofia.

"Fine…You are replacing my outfit."

"That will be easy…A ¼ yard of clothing should do it…Or better yet, I'll pick you up something from Frederick's of Hollywood."

Sofia placed her hand on her waist. "You are so fascinated with my clothing, why…? It is not like you are Tom Ford of anything…"

Paul started to open his mouth, but the limo stopped. "Come on." He abruptly got out, and slammed the door shut.

Sofia sat there, and waited. Paul walked. "Let me handle this, and you just hurry up…" He turned around, only to realize she wasn't standing behind him. "Son of bitch."

He took a deep breath as he opened her door, he leaned inside. "Why are you making this so fucking complicated?"

Sofia put her leg out, and slowly got out of the car, she was inches away from him. "Was that so hard?" She tried to walk away, but he blocked her, as he looked down her visible cleavage. "You have to be one of the most irritating people I have ever dealt with. Let's go."

"Back at you." Sofia sashayed away, now leaving him behind. Paul slammed the car door shut and followed.


Hotel Room…

Paul shook his head as he realized he was carrying her suitcase, and his. "Five minutes for your shower, and then I'll go."

"You have to be joking? I will be out when I'm done." She sighed as she shut the bathroom door.

Paul paced the floor as he heard the shower running, he checked his watch, and thirty minutes had gone by. He was fit to be tied, having enough, he decided to just walk in. His body froze as Sofia stepped out of the shower.

'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE…?" Sofia scrambled to get a towel.

Paul leaned against the doorframe and smiled, he figured why not, she has annoyed him enough this morning, it was her turn. Strangely though he found the view very appealing. "Get over yourself…I have seen tits and ass before."

Sofia was red in the face. "YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN MINE…GET OUT…!" She pushed him hard with both hands, and the towel slipped off, and her wet body fully exposed to his watchful eyes.

Paul grinned, and slowly picked up the towel, making sure to glide his hand over her silky legs on his way down, as he stood back up he opened the towel and placed it around her. They stood staring for several seconds. "Well…I need to get dress…or are you going to watch me do that too…?"

"You're standing outside the bathroom, genuis…And for the record, you let the towel slip…But thanks for the peak." He walked over to his luggage.

Sofia huffed as she slammed the door. "Pervertido!"

Paul continued to grin, he wasn't about to let on he knew Spanish. He started to undress, and then gathered new clothing from his luggage. Sofia stepped out to see him in his boxers, she couldn't help but stare at his muscular back and thighs. Paul feeling he had an audience, started to remove his boxers.

Sofia's eyes went wide as Paul was turning around, he was being sneaking, and he had the boxers hanging from his hip. "See, I'm not embarrassed, the naked body is beautiful...Well, mine is..." He slowly walked into bathroom, but making sure to chuckle to further annoyed her.

"I'm not embarrassed, the naked body is beautiful…And mine is..." Sofia said in a mocking voice as he walked into the bathroom. She then went up to the door. "The view sucked…!"

Paul waited a second, and flung the door open, he was standing naked as a jay bird. "I couldn't hear you with the water running." He smiled annoyingly at her blushed face.

"AY DIOS MIO! PUT YOUR DAMN CLOTHES ON…! Sofia wanted to just rip that smug smile off his face.

"I didn't want to be rude, and not answer you, you're royal highness." Paul mockingly smiled as he shut the door.

Sofia hurriedly got dressed, she was not going to let him surprise her again. Her mind was already thinking of how to get him back. "Just wait until we get to Columbia…We will see who is embarrassed…"

Paul being much quicker than her, was showered in ten minutes. As he stood in front of the mirror, he thought to himself, how did he get into this mess with her but better yet why couldn't he just walk away and get rid of her. He knew if this was anyone else, he would have ended things the moment his warehouse was hit. "You need to get it together, no more screwing around…This chick is messing with head…"

He was about to go into boss mode with her as he stepped outside of the bathroom, but all he could do was watch her sitting on the bed brushing her hair. "You ready…?"

Sofia stood and walked towards the door. "Yes, let's get this over with…"

"Gladly…" Paul followed behind her. Once they were inside the limo again, things were quiet. Both found themselves pondering at what just happened, and both promised themselves, it wasn't going to happen again.


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