Waking alone, I dress in to my work out gear and head for the out house. Inside I begin with knife throwing, throwing two at a time aiming for opposite ends of the room. Once warmed up I begin rolling and diving with each throw, hoping to better my aim in combat situations.
A knock proceeds at the door. Wiping sweat from my brow, I open the door a jar blocking the contents of the room. My eyes fall to an elder butler holding my phone on a metal tray, seated on a towel
"Your phone, Mrs Giovarni" he nods his head to me
"Call me Emilie" grabbing my phone along with the towel. Wiping my face, I exit the outhouse locking the door and walking towards the property, butler in tow.
"You may leave" I glance at him over my shoulder, seeing my notification
for a text
Unknown: meet an old friend, Junoesque 1pm
Deciding best not to reply, I keep the text. Turning to the butlers dogging steps, my jaw tightens
"Why are you still here ?" Squinting, he steps back at my changing mood as I step forward
"Did my husband hire you to follow me like a dog ?" Flicking his chin with my finger tip
"I - your .. husband" gulping "he wants you to present yourself for lunch"
"Time ?" I look to the house
"12 .. running till 2pm" he composes himself. I turn Striding back to the house
"Can't, I have plans" entering through the back door
"Mrs Giovarni, it wasn't a request.." I'm already ascending the stairs when I holt
"You tell my husband I'm not a dog, I don't heel to him" I glare to the butler and continue in my stride.
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Basic needs all covered and exiting the shower I dress in a black long sleeve body suit, leather pants and black boots pairing it with a long white fur coat, a slicked back ponytail and a rich red lip.
Exiting the house, I grab the keys to a Fararri and arrive in style to the club. Entering what's now my families astablishment once again, I sit at the bar.
"Martini from booth number three" accepting the glass, I begin walking to the third booth sliding behind the curtain
"Hello Emilie" my eyes fall to an attractive young woman, similar age to me.
"Let's get this over with, what do you want ?" My eyes watching the drink I fiddle with as she sits beside me
"To say thank you" my eyes now hold hers. Squinting at their familiarity, I hold my stare
"I need to tell you something" noticing I haven't touched my drink, she slips it from my grasp taking a large gulp then setting it back into my reach
"I'm listening" Leaning back into the booth, I rearrange my coat
"A worker here... shes pregnant" I watch her eyes fall for the first time, tucking her hair behind her ear
"What does this have to do with me ?" Exhaling a breath
"It's your brothers.."
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Walking to my office a little after 11pm, I notice the home to be eerily quiet. Ridding myself of my coat, my floor lamp alights and seated below in the soft glow is Nico. A whiskey to hand
"Where have you been wife ?" His darkened emerald eyes staring at my features while he swirls his glass
"Out" I walk to my drink tray, pouring myself a glass. Turning Nico stands before me, downing his drink and slamming the glass to the tray along with my newly aquanted drink. Grabbing the back of my neck, he pulls me close, his thumb under my jaw tilting my head with his
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Mafia's Assassin
ActionTHIS BOOK IS DARK AND VIOLENT. SOME SCENES MAY BE DISTURBING, MATURE THEMES PRESENT THROUGHOUT. ***this book has gone through some storyline changes from chapter 6 onwards *** ~~ Places, names and locations are made up throughout. Google translate...
