The Mafia Man in the Club

Chapter 12 : Your Two O'clock Is Here

TORI^^^

I went and got in my small car. I swear, when I get enough money to do so, im going to get me a new car. Half the time this one won't start. I also need to get a new phone. I never have minutes, that's because of money but still, and it's shattered in 3 places. Anyways.

I hopped in and started driving to the club. Apparently it's supposed to be owned by some scary Mafia people. Which worries me, but I really need this job.

While I was waiting for my hair to air dry some, I read the pamphlet thing that Lauren gave me. It mainly just stated rules and how things kinda work.

It took about 20 minutes to get there and the closer I got, the more nervous I got. It was like everything from before disappeared, and now I couldn't think straight.

When I finally pulled up, it was still bright and sunny outside. The warmth on my skin as I got out eased my nerves slightly. I looked down to check my outfit, and I still looked gorgeous. My shirt still looked ironed, and my skirt was smooth.

I walked to the door, and when I opened it I was immediately met with the smell of sweat, cologne, and alcohol. I shriveled my nose as the unusual smell burned my nostrils. I decided to walk in anyways and there was a large podium with a black hair cut at her shoulders, and she had a nose and eyebrow piercing. I guess that's Tori.

As I walked closer she noticed me.

"Violet?"

"That's me..."

She nodded her head at me before picking up a phone and dialing. I looked down to my watch, it was about 1:50. She told me I could just wait here for a minute and then she would lead me to where my other interview would be. I smiled at her and did as she asked. I didn't wanna lean against the wall, in fear of getting my outfit dirty, so I just stood there awkwardly.

Alissio's POV

I was sitting in my office sipping on some bourbon, wishing I didn't even have a life at the moment. I was tired of people's bullshit. I just wanted to stay home, stay in some sweats, go for my morning jog every morning, that's it. No gang business, no rats ratting us out to another gang, nothing. Just silence, and peace. FOR ONCE. I never have peace though, not in this job.

A couple minutes later my intercom buzzed, I sighed extremely annoyed. I clicked the button and waited for the familiar voice to enter my ears.

"Um...Mr. Genovese?"

"Yes Tori, who else?"

"Oh right yes, um, um, your 2 o'clock is here..."

"Bring her to Room 13 in 5 minutes" I stated before ending the line.

I'm not in the mood to deal with this shit today, or at all really. I stood up and headed to room 15.
I turned the lights on, making the room illuminate in red, then I put on some classical yet sexy music, something like we'd play in the VIP lounge.

I sat down on the red velvet couch and waited. I needed to relax. Maybe she would me a 'favor' I smirked at the thought, and readjusted my slacks. I need some pretty, pink lips to be wrapped around my cock. Guess we'll have to wait and see.

As I finished the thought, there was a knock on the door. 'Come in' I shouted.

Tori walked in first, followed by a girl who looked like a lost puppy. She had her head lowered to the ground. Hmm shy. Bet she's innocent as fuck too. Bet she won't be to innocent when she's screaming my name as I fuck her into the damn mattress. Uhg I gotta stop. It's been too long, I need to get laid.

I checked her out more. She was wearing a pressed white button up, tucked into a tight black skirt that wonderfully showed off her thic ass and thighs. She had a blood red pair of 5 inch heels. She looked like a walking, fuckable Barbie lol. She hadn't looked up yet though, so I haven't seen her face. I mean I know what she looks like from her pics, but they always look different in person.

"You can leave Tori" I dismissed in my deep Italian voice.

"Yes sir"

This was a short chapter, but it will continue in the next, resuming in Alissio's POV. I hope you guys enjoy me putting in Alissio's thoughts. Let me know in the comments! Hope you guys enjoy!