Vermillion

18

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Raphael seethed. His Italian accent coming out stronger than ever.

"I specifically told you not to kill anyone" he shouted at Circe.

Everyone was gathered in his office for an 'emergency meeting'.

This is a load of bullshit. Circe thought.

"The fuck else was I supposed to do? Just sit back and let him have his way with me?" she replied with an attitude.

He didn't reply. He wasn't going to say she should have let him do it, because he didn't think that. But she shouldn't have fucking killed him.

"If I had fought back he would wonder why my fighting skills are so good for some teenager who has never been kissed" she snapped.

He knew she was right but he couldn't help but be pissed.

"You killed Kuznetsov's right hand fucking man. You could've killed anybody but you killed him?!" he continued to shout at her, but she didn't give a fuck. He didn't intimidate her.

Everyone else in the room, including Mario, was scared shitless. They felt bad for what happened to Circe but killing him was definitely not a good idea.

"Maybe you should be worrying about the open threat on your sisters life instead of some dirty rapist" she snapped back again.

"The what now?" Ilaria asked.

"Oh now you've done it" Raffaele was pissed.

Ilaria didn't know what was said in the vile mans office and Raffaele wasn't planning on telling her.

"You didn't tell her?" Circe asked "The fuck? She has a right to know"

"That's not for you to fucking decide" he shouted as he slammed his whiskey glass down on the table, smashing it into thousands of tiny pieces.

"Yeah yeah" she rolled her eyes.

Raffaele was about to roar at her again but Ilaria interrupted him.

"Everyone shut the fuck up for a second" she snapped. "Circe's right Raff, I have the right to fucking know if someone's trying to kill me, and Circe killing him isn't the end of the fucking world considering nobody knows what Agent 1 looks like"

Mario nodded in agreement but stopped himself before Raffaele noticed.

"Well what about the little shit who saw Circe in his office?" he snapped back.

"The cameras and bouncers saw him take her there so it's not like that's going to make a difference, plus, to them she's just some American teenager who was on a night out with some friends and got involved with the wrong man" she replied coolly.

Everyone in the room agreed with Ilaria, but they wouldn't dare to say it.

"He's still the right hand fucking man! they're going to look for her, they have spies around the property, they're going to see sooner or later that the bitch that was in the office with him is the same girl who's staying here with us!"

Also valid points.

"First of all, don't you dare call her a bitch, second of all, get the fuck over it. They were going to find that out anyways. It's not like you have three random girls staying here long time for shits and giggles. Obviously they're fucking working with you"

Damn. Mario thought.

"Everyone except for Circe is dismissed" he snapped.

When everyone left the room, it was just Circe and Raffaele sitting in silence. You could cut the tension with a knife.