Mafia's Madam

Thirteen

Sitting across silent Agostino in his office seems, having to look into his mad, green eyes seems scary familiar.

I've got to say what I did yesterday didn't exactly get me on Agostino's good side, quite honestly all he's really done is give me silent treatment which has started to scare me and I would undoubtedly prefer him to scream at me.

"You know studies show that it's better to let out your emotions instead of building them up inside of you" I said

He looked away and took a few deep breaths " Trust me you do not want to see me let my emotions out"

"Can we act like grown ups and talk at least? Otherwise your eyes have really started to creep me out" That made him look at me

He unexpectedly stood up slamming a hand on his table and walked around it

What happened with not letting your emotions out?

"What you did was unacceptable! Not only could you have gotten yourself in trouble you could've gotten all of us killed"He said in a loud but in a surprisingly calm tone

"But everybody's fine and that is thanks to me. "I state still sitting on the soft green chair with one leg propped on the other

"We had a meeting yesterday!" he said ignoring my previous statement

"A few people had voted on getting rid of you" he sat back down looking straight into my eyes

I pursed my lips and nodded showing my understanding

"'Getting rid of ' means killing" he explains further

"That's nice." I shrug "So why hasn't that happened yet?"

He seems surprised by my calm demeanour

Agostino gulps looking to his left and clenching one hand on his table into a fist with his knuckles now whitening

"We figured it was unnecessary considering you most likely will be haunted down by my enemies anyway considering you are my fiancé and a very prime target for anybody that wants to hurt me. "he states

"Ah, bummer"I say looking at my nails

He looks at me speechless for a second

"Do you really not understand what is going on or are you just thick?" He asks bewildered

I let out an irritated breath " No, I'm just being realistic, I will get killed with time anyway, wether it be your men or your enemies, I have been ready to die every day since the age of ten, without anybody to ever care for me, yet many years later I'm still alive, which is by far the most shocking part of my life. "

Agostiono sat looking into my eyes, it felt like he was trying to read my mind, to take away the pain that I had never let show before, it felt like he was begging me to be vulnerable with him only this once but I can't not because of my pride but because I physically can't show any emotions, I forgot how to cry, love or hate because all I ever feel inside is emptiness, it's always been that way and will always be.

After an incredibly long pause he finally spoke up " Why?" this was the softest I had ever heard his voice it was almost a whisper and I wanted to hear it again

"What why?"I asked dumbly, mesmerised by him

"Why would my men kill you?" he asked with genuine curiosity that made me believe that the question was serious

I let out a bitter laugh "Why? Oh, I don't know maybe because you would tell them to, it's not like you just told me how a bunch of them voted to kill me off yesterday. "

"It doesn't matter what they vote on or what they want, everything is up to me and you have to know that no man in my command will ever touch you and if they do the worse is expected for them" he promises with almost visible smoke coming out of his nose

"But they have before" I state referring to my first day in captivity

"That happened without my knowledge plus I didn't exactly care what they did to people in captivity at the time and all those men have been punished since"

"And what has changed now?"I ask raising an eyebrow

He starts to fidget with papers on his desk " You are free to go I have a lot of work to do. "

I watch him as he reads one of the papers in his hand upside down and flips it after realising his mistake

I get up with a chuckle and head towards the door

Stepping outside I see Dom standing outside like a guard dog

I start heading towards my bedroom which is a bit of a walk from here

Dom quickly catches up "So?" he asks like twelve year old girl trying to get something to gossip about, only he is a big hunk with hairy chest an a deep voice, but close enough

"So??" I ask back not really sure what he meant with that

"What's the punishment?" he asked irritated about me not catching on

"Oh that! Well I would love tell you all the details of how he described all of those horrendous things he will do to me but unfortunately I can't because that's not my punishment, in fact, there isn't one." I said shrugging my shoulders and looking straight ahead

Dom's eyebrows drew together in confusion " You mean he didn't give you a punishment?" he asks with disbelief

I shake my head in a 'no' motion

"Strange" he says to himself

"Anyway I've got to go so see you later?" Dom asks already making a left turn down the hall

"Yep" I nod and proceed to make my way towards my bedroom