Miguel Endrizzi
"Let's party bitches!" shouted Everett as we entered the nightclub which was answered by a loud hollering. I already have a feeling that this night is gonna get fucked up. You must be thinking what am I doing at a place like this? Well, I'm on babysitter duty for Steve, Everett's father. He knew that his ass will try to get drunk and forget what happened today.
Flashback~
"Well.... what can I say? I mean, you guys did find a way to take legal action against Mr. Wellington.... but the way you chose Ev... it wasn't right," said Steve drumming his fingers on the table while we stood before him. I, with my head, bowed down since I was the reason for the fight, and Everett with his chest puffed out was proud of what he did. Somehow he always manages to find out what shit Ev has been up to.
"Dad..." whined Everett but Steve did not pay any mind to it.
"So you will have to face a little punishment..." he continued and I have a gut feeling that this is not gonna end well. And what he said next made me believe it.
"Find someone. Someone to date Ev."
"No." said Ev in a tone that had no place for arguing in it and I could sense a storm approaching.
"Ev, you need to quit playing around and get a stable life if you ever wish to inherit this law firm! I can't hand it to someone who has a bad reputation just for the way he lives! I don't want the company to suffer just because of your scandals every other day. " by the end of his rant Mr. Rodriguez was visibly shaking in anger.
"But there hasn't been one in the past year! Why are you so hell-bent on making my life harder?! I don't let those rumors harm the company and you know it!" Everett fired back.
"No. You need to find someone and within the next twenty days or the company goes to Samuel. Now you may leave. " And with that Everett stormed out of the room fuming in anger. I was confused as hell. I could go after my best friend and try to calm him down or stay here and try to talk Steve out of this.
"Please Miguel... go after him. I know he'll try to drown himself in alcohol tonight. Please look after him for me. I just want his best." said Steve. The invincible man before now looked so tired. Maybe all of this will lead to some good...Maybe I should just let fate take its course.
Flashback ends~
And so here we are with Ev trying to get shit drunk and me babysitting this grown-ass adult, sitting on this bar stool sipping my martini. What a way to spend a Saturday night.
"Mig...." Here comes the said adult whining like a baby.
"Why did dad do that? I don't bring problems to the company...you know right?" He said as he threw himself on the barstool next to me, head laid on the counter before us.
"Say something! " He shouted. Oh hell no! Why do I see a tantrum coming... But it was like heavens wanted to me survive the night. The bartender placed another one of those martinis in front of Ev and the alcohol shut him up. I smiled back at the bartender and he gave me an over-dramatic bow making me laugh.
"Let's dance Mig!" Yelled a hyped Ev. Eying the glass of whiskey placed before me a few minutes ago, I weighed my options. Refuse him and face a childish tantrum or try dancing which I'm sure I can't do...
To hell with it let's just dance. Gulping the entire thing in one go I followed my best friend to the wretched dance floor. O Heavens! Do not let me make a fool out of myself.
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Romero Valentino
"Hey, Rome! You ready to go?" The sudden voice dragged me out of the work pile I had buried myself into. Trying to crack the deal with The Kingstons was driving me out of my mind. A hard nut the guy is!
"Rome!" This time I didn't fail to recognize the voice. It was my annoying brother, Dominic Valentino. I swear, I'll kill him if he's here just to annoy the heck out of me!
"What?" I couldn't help but shout earning a huff from my brother dearest. Pinching the bridge of his nose he muttered, "You don't remember? It's Nishan's birthday today."
"Merda! Come cazzo me ne sono dimenticato? " Oh hell no! The bastard's gonna kill me!
"Yup! Bloody shit. Nishan's so gonna kick your ass for forgetting it." smirked my brother as I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off in the walk-in closet inside my office. I'm glad that I had this built. It saves time.
"Let's go! We don't have time for chit-chat." And with that, I rushed out to my car. I need to be there on time or he's gonna kick my ass!
"What about his gift?" asked Dominic as we drove to the designated bar. Nishan usually holds his birthday celebration in a bar. Just the three of us. A night full of drinking and clubbing.
"Oh, I already asked Chase to have it delivered to his place." Thank heaven's for such a competent secretary!
"Why do you stress my sweetie so much?" whined Dominic. There he goes again...
"Yeah, the one who tries to avoid your ass all the time and has rejected all your advances." I couldn't help but chuckle. The guy has slapped him a few times just because of his perverted advances.
"Oh he's just in denial. He'll be mine very soon." I think he's gonna have a broken nose this time.
Loud music shook the floor, sweating bodies grinding against each other, and the disgusting smell of sweat and alcohol combined greeted us as we entered the club. We walked to the VIP booth leaving behind all this chaos looking for the birthday boy.
"Oi fuckers!" Nishan's voice was too loud to miss even among all this noise. The bastard had already started to drink sitting in our usual booth.
"Happy birthday bastard!" I said picking up l the glass with half-filled whiskey and gulped it in one go making both of them chuckle.
"I'm happy that you didn't forget it Rome. But where's my gift?" pouted my childish best friend. I think the alcohol is already getting him.
"Oh, it's on its way." I took a seat next to him and motioned the bartender to bring the next round of drinks.
"You asked Chase to come here! This place is not meant for my innocent sweetheart! Bastardi senza cuore!" shrieked Dominic earning a burst of full-blown laughter from us. He huffed and took a seat next to me muttering about how I exploit my workers. Drama queen.
"Still bothering him?" Ni asked as the server placed the next round of shots before us.
"Oh, he is aiming for a broken nose this time!" And with that, both of us broke into fits of laughter while Dominic sulked in his seat.
"Mr. Valentino! I advise you to put a damn leash on your brother next time you invite me over. And why the heck did you let him get drunk?! " shouted Chase as he tried to push Dominic away. Oh, this scene is so damn funny. It's visible that he cares for my brother more than an employee would. But I think something is stopping him from giving this thing a chance. I just hope that fool of my brother would manage to break down the walls surrounding his heart. They both deserve a happy ever after.
"Sorry for the inconvenience Chase!" I laughed and walked to the balcony overlooking the crowd below. Ni had already ditched us and went to follow some chick he had seen. Bastardo.
Looking at the crowd I found someone who has clouded my thoughts in my free time these days.
Miguel Endrizzi.
Looks like the night is gonna get interesting...
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Translations
Bastardi senza cuore!
(Heartless bastards!)
"Merda! Come cazzo me ne sono dimenticato?
(Bloody shit! How did I forget about it? !)
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