In The Arms of a Don

Chapter 1

I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing in my ears. I groan and turn it off. I hop out of bed and walk to the bathroom like a zombie.

My new life starts today, little did I know the words meant literally.

I got dress in a nice outfit and headed outside to eat breakfast with my sister and best friend.

Today is the day. I am going to a job interview that may just start my brand new life. My twin sister and I have been living in a penthouse with our best friend. The bills are a bit expensive but we manage to make it through. But with this new job, I can easily pay the bills for all of us. 

Jules, Madi, and I have just finished our college year. We are finally school free. FINALLY. Now we have our own jobs and live in a penthouse all together. 

Juliana (Jules) is my twin sister, although we don't look much alike. She's older than me. Sure we both have dark black hair, but I have those amber-brown eyes while she has hazel-brown eyes. Our best friend Madelyne (Madi) has been with us since elementary school. We are the best of friends.

My sister and I had moved away from our family with our best friend. But we still keep in touch with them sometimes. 

I am currently in a taxi driving to my new job for an interview. I am feeling really anxious. What if I blow the whole thing up? I'm not really good at these types of stuff. 

I get a text from Jules.

Jules:  Good luck sis!

Thx I'm rly nervous: Me

Jules: You got this

The car comes to a stop and I finally arrive at the tall building. I look down at the card in my hand and give it to the security guard who lets me enter. I take a deep breath in and walk through the building to the receptionist.

"Hi, I'm here for....." I totally forgot the name of my new boss. I peek down at my card

Carlos Malenkov. I look back up at the receptionist. 

"Uh, Carlos Malenkov?" It came out more of a question than an answer but oh well. 

She smiles and types away on her computer. "Right this way." 

She leads me to an elevator and presses a button. Soon I arrive on the top floor. The elevator doors open I walk out. I am amazed by the view. We are way up high and it is a beautiful view of San Diego. 

I start walking without even thinking until I bump into someone. I look up at him and he is wearing a fancy suit.

"Lilina Carson?" He asks me. 

I nod my head and he leads me the way to a huge glass door. "This is your stop," He says to me. 

I look back at him and he nods. I slowly open the door keeping my eyes trained on the floor. I want to make a good first impression on this guy. 

I open the door slowly and am met by a handsome man in a suit on the phone talking to someone. Did I just interrupt a phone call? 

"Dammi i documenti entro stasera." (give me the papers by tonight) He hangs up the phone at looks up at me. 

I stand there quite embarrassed at the fact I just barged in here. Not really a good impression so far. "Umm. Are you...." I look at the card again. "Carlos Malenkov?" I look back at him.

He nods his head. He then stands up and now I could get a better view of him. He looks to be around 6 feet. 

"You are here for the interview correct?" He says. I can hear a hint of Russian and Italian accent in his voice. Then again he was just talking in Italian. 

I nod my head. He gestures for me to take a seat and I do across from him. 

The interview went on for about half an hour. He gave me his business number. It went pretty smoothly might I add. I was then lead downstairs by Carlos himself.

"Thank you, Mr. Malenkov," I say not wanting to look him in his eyes.

"Please, call me Carlos." He says. Then calls a cab for me. I didn't notice him paying my ride for me but when I did the door closes. As we are driving away, I look back to see his eyes piercing right through mine. 

All I gotta say is that this man is gorgeous. 

I return back to the penthouse. Madi and Jules come running towards me. 

"So. How did it go?" Madi asks with excitement. 

"Okay, I guess," I respond.

"Just okay?" Jules aks standing there with her arms crossed. 

"Yes now, would you guys stop interrogating me?" I say with laughter and annoyance etched onto my voice. 

They both look at each other. 

"I'm heading to my room. Don't follow me!"  Yell out as I close my door shut. 

I was about to fall asleep until my phone rings. I recognize the number Carlos gave me.

Carlos: Are you free tomorrow at 7 pm?

Most likely: Me

Carlos: Be ready. I would like to talk to you about the job.

Okay, that's perfectly fine: Me

I have dinner tomorrow with Carlos Malenkov. What the hell am I going to wear?!

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Hey guys. For the Italian translation, I used google translate so I'm not sure if this is correct. Please let me know your thoughts! Also as this is my first book I don't want any negative comments. Thank you!