Arsia (Ar- See- yah) and Luca (Lu-kah)
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Arsia was in a two-piece lingerie.
"Mi Amore you are drooling." she giggled and approached me.
"Yes baby, because I am starving and you look like a five-course meal waiting to be ravished by me!" I groaned a...
Song for this Chapter: "BAD BLOOD" by Taylor Swift
MATTEO'S POV
2 DAYS AGO:
"Nicholas, give who is in charge of management the phone," I said to my employee through the phone as I waited for him to hand over the phone.
"G-good Afternoon, Boss,"The head of management stuttered shortly after.
"There is nothing good about the afternoon, what's your name again?" I demanded through the phone.
"I-It's Danone, Sir," he stuttered.
"Like the yogurt?" I asked in confusion.
"It's a family name," he sighed like the name also got to him too.
"Well okay, listen here, Yoplait. I need you to check all the recent documents algorithms and see if anything matches the name Jimenez or Saldano from 4 years ago. And when I say all the files I mean all the fucking company files, I don't care if it takes you the whole goddamn day to do it. Just find me what I am looking for!" I barked orders through the phone.
"Y-yes boss, I'll get to it right away!" Danone responded immediately.
"You better! Because I don't want to ask you for it tomorrow and you don't have it, because so help me God, Yoplait, I'll euthanize you myself. Do you copy that?" I concluded.
"C-copy that, Boss. M-my team won't disappoint you again," He replied.
"Good, Also tell Nicholas to go pick up the Asiago documents from Richardson & Co. before 4 pm."
"Yes, Sir. Thank you," he acknowledged.
Tiredly, I ended the call and tossed my phone onto the bar table, because God knows I was so tired of stupid employees for the day.
I was currently at a bar lounge waiting for the last person on a regular day I would ever want to see. But as they say, hard times call for hard measures.
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And of course, you guessed it, that fucking person was Iris... She has been avoiding me for days now because she knows exactly what I am going to ask her.
Her games are something I am so done with, I just plan to figure out what the bitch is up to, and definitely also what that mad man Jimenez has planned out.
But the main reason why I am here is to remind her why she cannot be in New York City.
The bartender broke me out of my thoughts and handed me a glass of scotch. I acknowledged him then checked my watch to see how long it was going to take the heifer to get here.
