Ice Cream

_Micini’s POV_

I stayed quietly between Santino's leg, my head resting on his chest as I stared out of the window.

Santino placed his palm on my thigh and I stilled, holding my breath as I waited for what he would do next. I tried to control my fear and fast beating heart, reminding myself that Santino was not Daniel and he wouldn't hurt me.

After a few minutes and his palms remained still, not going above where he kept it, I finally let out a breath.

An Ice cream shop came to sight and I watched it as we passed by, instantly craving for ice cream.

I wish we could go get some.

I let out a sigh as we zoomed passed buildindsy, going farther away from the ice cream shop.

“Turn the car around." Santino orders, surprising me and the driver who obeys without saying anything.

We stopped at the ice cream shop and the driver helped me out of the car, holding my hand for a few seconds longer.

Santino snatched my hand away from him, a frown forming on his face as he stared at his driver disple