Mafia Love

Chapter 10

Grace

Silky sheets, a soft pillow, the smell of clean sheets as I'm wrapped up in them, the feeling of the fan spinning in the room, the cool air hitting my face.

This is not my room. Even I know I don't have anything this nice where I live. I slowly turn to my side and sit up in the bed taking a quick look around the room. It's small, a guest bedroom I'm guessing, it has dark mahogany colored curtains, carpet and one single nightstand with a mirror.

I groan as a swing my legs to the side of the bed. What the hell happened last night. I notice that I'm still in my work clothes but my shoes have been taken off. I look at my hand and it's been restitched and redressed.

"Oh, God. Now I remember." Great, now I'm talking to myself. I step on the carpet and instantly get a head rush causing me to fall forward and hit the wall in front of me. "Oh, shit." I hold my head and balance myself. This is just like me getting out of bed any other day. I should be used to this. When I try to walk, I look like I was just born.

I finally manage to get my footing and walk towards the door when I see myself in the mirror. Ah! My hair looks like a porcupine who just got electrocuted. I finally make it to the door and look out from the room. I'm on the second floor and it's quiet all throughout the mansion.

I stayed here last night and yesterday I promised Erica I'd call her yesterday so she could give me a ride home. God, she's probably worried sick and going to kill me.

Crash!

"What the hell was that?!" I run downstairs trying not to trip over my own feet in process. I make to the bottom of the stairs and decide to look around. I find myself in the kitchen and look for my phone and purse but I can't find them. I go to the parlor to look for my knife, but instead I find dried blood and bullets all over the floor. I guess this is just my everyday morning now.

I keep looking and find none of my things when I hear the crash again. I follow the sound, and I find myself, once again, on the outside door of a room listening against the door. I'm having a very strong since of deja vu. The door is already cracked and I can see in. Yes, this is freaking perfect! I'm so nosy it's a gift.

This room is like a business room for meetings. It has one long table with about ten chairs and very expensive looking office equipment. As well as cups of coffee sitting on the table still filled to the brim as if someone is afraid to take a sip. I look around some more and see two broken coffee cups in the corner of the room. Well, at least I found out what that crash was. I can also see some people inside. I see Lorenzo, that guy Antonio who tried to hit on me my first day here, a few more people I don't recognize, and Alessio.

He's pacing back and forth along the room and he looks like he's been up all night. He still has on his suit, his tie is all undone as well as his top button to his shirt, and his hair is now drooping since the style he had last night has worn off. Quite frankly, he still looked sexy.

What am I saying? He's my boss and I'm supposed to be listening. I need to shut up my inner self.

"Alessio, you need to stop pacing. It's eight o'clock, we haven't gotten any sleep or breakfast, and you're giving me a headache." I hear Lorenzo's voice from inside the room. Thank God, he's ok. He's the only one who keeps me sane here.

"Lorenzo," Alessio turns towards him. "I will do whatever the fuck I please because that son of a bitch tried to fuck with me! He tried to come in here making demands and when I told him no that little fucker tried to shoot you. He's just started the war of the century, and I will not stop until I have each one of his men's head mounted on my damn wall."

"I understand that and I want the same thing, believe me, but he didn't get a chance to shoot me because of Grace. If she hadn't acted fast enough, who knows, I could be in a box right now instead of at this table."

Ha ha. Grace one, bad guys zero. I'm a bad bitch you can't kill me. I keep listening against the door, but I guess I might have pushed just a little too hard on it. When I leaned in to listen, I might have pushed it open and have fallen l inside the room.

I look up and see a pair of icy blue eyed staring right at me. Three guesses to who's eyes they are.

"Heh," I let out a strained laugh. Quick, think of something clever to say. "Oh, there's that missing contact I lost last night. It's a slippery little thing. Well, now that I've found it I'll be going home, bye."

I turn to go out the door but I stop when I someone slams their hands onto the table. I'm frozen in one spot; my back turned away from all the prying eyes.

"Miss Collins," oh, God. The way my name rolls off is tongue just makes me wanna dunk myself in a tub of holy water. "Care to join us? I'm sure we'd love to hear about what you were just doing outside the door."

"Hmm?" I turn around to face him. "Let me think about it....no. Okay, goodbye now."

"I wasn't asking, Miss Collins. Sit down now!"

I don't move from my spot. Instead, I decide grow some balls. "If you weren't asking, then why did you bother "asking" me if I wanted to stay?" I hear a couple gasps and murmurs from some men sitting down, and I'm pretty sure I heard a small chuckle from Lorenzo. I raise my head high as I look at Mr. Romano.

"I suggest you sit down now." I still don't move. All I want to do is get my stuff, leave, and take a nice long bath when I get home before Erica kills me. But then he says something I thought he'd forgotten about. Something that I had forgotten until now. Something that made me sit in that chair faster than those bullets from last night. He says, "Unless you want a repeat of what happened in the basement."

So now, my friends, I am sitting in a chair, at the edge of the table, looking out amongst fellow members of the mafia waiting to be bombarded with questions.

"Now," Mr. Romano speaks up, "let's begin."
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Hey, my lovelies. I know this is kind of a filler chapter, but I didn't get much sleep last night and I'm quite tired 💤.

But I'll be sure to be ready to start writing again as soon as possible. As always, vote, comment, and share.

Much love ❤️

-Lily