Elena's pov
'Get on your knees- Get on your knees- Get on your knees, baby, just get on your knees.' Biting down on my bottom lip I look at myself in the mirror, observing if the dress looked somewhat decent on me. Blowing out a soft sigh I turn my back on the reflection, is there anything else that looks pretty?
'Say pretty please- Say pretty please- Say pretty please, baby, just say pretty please.' Smiling at myself I bend down, quickly tieing down my little heels so they would stay in place.
"Dress nice bellissima." Translation: Beautiful. Feeling goosebumps appearing on my skin I shiver, his voice, you could sense the authority he had and I wasn't planning on disobeying him.
Quickly getting my bag I exit the apartment, leaving my little sister behind since I couldn't take her. Our parents were called in last night to make an emergency delivery since something about a couple of truck drivers ended in a huge accident with a car. Luckily they get to have monday and tuesday off along with saturday and sunday, earning twice as much for today since it was sudden. "Take care!" I shout as I locked the door. I'm not taking any chances of someone breaking into the apartment and taking my sister.
Reaching outside of the complex I let the breeze push my hair back as it slowly hit my face softly. The sun was out, no clouds could be seen out in the sky. As I walked cars passed by, honking at each other to hurry up considering that there was a construction sight a block away from us. After awhile you get used to the traffic, the noise from the cars, and even the road rage that happens from time to time.
"Meet me at the diner to sign the contract." I didn't like the idea of going back to my old job where I would have to see my ex-coworkers, especially my ex friend. Somehow deep down I wanted to get back at Danny but I don't know how. Shaking my head slightly I got rid of the feeling, I can't do such thing; I'm not evil.
As I started to approach the diner I noticed his car parked in front of the place, he was here already. Bringing my arm up to check my watch I noticed that I was a couple of minutes early, I guess he likes to have some alone time before I arrived. Am I nervous? Yes. Do I feel butterflies in my stomach? Yes. Is it because of Luciano? Yes! He's going to be my boss and yet I can't stop thinking about him.
Reaching to the door I stopped, placing my hand on the handle I closed my eyes for a brief moment, quickly breathing in some fresh air, trying to calm myself from the nervousness.
Hearing the bell ring through the building I noticed it wasn't busy at all... What happened here? You know what, I shouldn't care. Ignoring my ex-coworkers I look over at the tables, noticing that familiar hair i've seen along with another, assuming that it's a witness so I don't screw him over. If so I could never do that to anyone, even him! Approaching the table they were speaking in Italian, low voices so no one would hear. As if he could sense me he stopped talking to the man, his attention on me. Calm down... Calm. Down.
Examining his face I noticed that he seemed rather bored, making me think that somehow I made him wait a little too long even though I came early. I already messed up.
"Goodmorning s-sir." I nervously extend my hand to the guy that Luciano was talking to. Shaking my hand quickly he made space for me to sit, with a little nod I sit down, hurriedly greeting Luciano, feeling embarrassed to look at him. Within seconds I noticed his hands. I didn't pay attention till now.
His hands were covered in tattoos, on his right hand a golden watch could be seen poking out of the end of the dress shirts sleeve. A golden ring around his finger- maybe a class ring. Slowly looking up his outfit screamed business, like he was the boss... My new boss. I don't know why but for some reason I wanted to rip his dress shirt and see if he had more tattoos on him. Meeting his eyes I felt goosebumps appear as he looked at me... Why is he attractive?
Composing myself I begin the conversation.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Tucking a strand behind my ear I nervously bit my lip as I looked at him. You got this!
Luciano's pov
Sliding the paper in front of her I let her read through it, all while I explained to her the incentives the job offers, little does she know she won't be working at all, earning free money all while I slowly made her mine. Is this a terrible idea? Possibly but in order to get what I want i'll do anything... Especially her.
I've had women throw themselves at me back at home because of who I am. At times i'll sleep with them but I know their true intentions. Some want to expose me, others want my kid just to get child support, and last but not least they are working for other enemies which is against all the rules. I've been told by my mother and father thousands of times that I should settle down so things wouldn't happen. Sure I could get an arranged marriage but I rejected all of them, the girls being gold diggers and stupid. I don't want a money whore raising my children, it isn't good for my future nor the familias future. The one girl I actually loved was taken from me at a young age, long story short that's how the mafia war started.
Observing Elena's expression made me mentaly smile as she focused reading the contract. Reaching for the pen she clicks it open, writing down her signature and date she puts it down, smiling at me.
"When will I start?" She asks kindly.
"Tomorrow, today we will be leaving so we can arrive back home in the morning considering that the flight is a couple of hours." Looking down at my wrist I brought my arm up, exposing my watch to check the time. I had another meeting to attend to soon before I left so I would have to speed this up a little bit. Luckily for me I get to pick her up afterwards and go back home with her.
"Do you have any questions or concerns Guance dolci?" Translation: Sweet cheeks. Looking up I noticed her cheeks getting slightly pink, she looked beautiful like that. Her eyes avoided mine, looking down at her lap she tucked another strand of hair behind her ear as she slowly said 'no sir' to me.
'Sir' I slowly told myself as I admired her beauty and her shyness. I liked the way she called me sir, respect with a little hint of something mixed with it.
"Around eight at night me and Lorenzo will be picking you up, remember to bring whats only nessasry."
Getting ready to leave I turn my head to the left, noticing a male rushing over to our take, seeming if he were a chef, weird we didn't order anything. Hearing a soft gasp I turn to look at Elena, she looked rather horrified to even see him, hatred and sadness could be seen in her beautiful blue eyes.
"Danny-"
"-Elena i'm sorry for doing what I did the other day. For getting you fired and not speaking up for you-" So this is the person that's responsible for making her lose her job?
"What I did back there wasn't an accident, I've been wanting you for a while and I just coudn't hold back!" Seeing her eyes getting watery I knew I had to end this conversation now. Standing up while I fixed my dress shirt, along with my consigliere, Nicolo I faced the man.
"Excuse me sir but you're disturbing my lady, if you know where you stand I suggest staying quiet and go back to work." Putting on my hard, emotionless look I stare at him with my cold eyes. I could get him fired on the spot but I won't this isn't mine yet. Looking at me he seemed slightly enraged from my comment.
"Who are you to tell me-"
"-Before you embarrass yourself and get fired this is my fiance, Elena Vertoly. Me and the owner of the diner are very good friends now I suggest to shut up and continue cooking." Grabbing a shocked Elena's hand I gently help her up from the booth, letting my hand slide behind her back I take one last look at the man, giving him a death glare.
With one last look at Elena he turns around and hurriedly walked towards the back. Looking down at Elena I could tell she was still in shock with the whole Danny and me being her fiancy things. Giving one look at Nicolo he rushed out of the diner, getting ready to start the car.
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Mobsters Desire
Romance'Looking into her sweet innocent eyes I realized right there that I wanted her. I needed her. I would do anything for her.' Elena Lioni's parents moved from Italy to the united states so they could have a fresh start. When she was born in New York t...
