Fifty Shades of Red

Chapter 10

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Chapter 10
Wicked games

"Jorge Guerrero is the new godfather of the Mexican mafia, he ascended the place last month when his father, Sergio Guerrero, died. Sergio Guerrero was supposed the one that would meet us..." Salvatore said authoratively when he and Red finally arrived at the Guerrero's mansion found in Mexico city. Salvo also brought his men in meeting the Mexican mafia family. There were at least twenty of his men who went with them in the said place.

Red examined the place. She was wearing a black sunglasses and some white summer beach hat. She was also wearing a sleeveless white dress with a little cleavage on the middle. She was wearing a Jimmy Choo wedge sandals. For her, it was a very light and comfortable attire.

"Godfather?" She asked nonchalantly, still observing the surroundings of the mansion.

"The boss." Salvo simply answered. Red then turned her head at him. He could see raising her left eyebrow.

"So you're also called the godfather? Since you're the boss of the Vittori mafia family."

"Yes."

"Don Salvatore." Bigla namang may sumulpot na lalake at sinalubong sila. "Sígueme." The man spoke in Spanish to follow him.

"He said we should follow him," Red uttered as she looked at Salvo.

"I know," Salvo replied, his lips forming a straight line. "Italian and Spanish are similar languages." They started to walk together, following the man earlier.

"So why did you even have me here?" Red responded almost sarcastically.

"We still have some few differences. You'll translate my sentences in perfect Spanish later."

Dumating na rin sila sa isang opisina kung saan naghihintay ang kliyente nila. Red almost dropped her jaw when she noticed the client was a young attractive man—maybe just a few years older than her. Ngumiti ito sa kanila. Only the three of them were inside the room. All of the Mexican and Italian men were outside the Guerrero's office.

"Don Salvatore." Kaagad silang nilapitan ng lalake. The man shook Salvo's hand. "Don Jorge. Mucho gusto."

Salvo gave Red a look. Red gave him a tight smile. "He said nice to meet you, Mr. Vittori."

Salvo nodded. "Nice to meet you as well, Don Jorge." Red immediately translated his phrase to the man.

"Quien es éste?" Jorge then turned his head at her—who looked amused with her presence. Red smiled back when Jorge asked who she was.

Salvo suddenly scoffed, getting her attention.

"He asked who I was," Red uttered and raised an eyebrow at Salvo. She went back to face Jorge Guerrero again. "Yo soy Red Fujimori, la traductora."

Jorge was nodding as if he was impressed. "Tienes una hermosa traductora, Don Salvatore." Jorge was only looking at Red, grinning. Salvo understood what Jorge said—saying that his translator is beautiful in Spanish. Somehow, he could feel the annoyance building him up because of Jorge's statement. He was obviously flirting with Red.

But before Red could even talk, Salvo immediately replied in English. "Tell him that we'll start our transaction now, Ms. Fujimori."

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"Gracias, Don Salvatore," Jorge shook Salvo's hand again as they all stood up. Their transaction for the purchases of the firearms has finally finished. The Guerreros will be buying sixty million dollars worth of firearms from the Vittoris. For the entire transaction, Red has been translating for him to Jorge. So far, the business transaction was smooth and fast. Unlike the Xings, the Guerreros have word of honor. The Mexican mafia also divulges into illegal businesses like the Vittoris—although the only difference is that, the Guerreros is part of the Mexican drug cartel. But since the Vittori and Guerreros didn't have any bad blood from both sides, Salvo was fine making business transactions with them. Jorge's deceased father, Sergio, had been a good friend to his own father, Guissepe as well.