His Mafia Princess - J.H

Chapter 19

Jaden pov

I got out of my car as soon as I parked up. I called out one of my workers Kai to come and get Mirriella while I walked inside.

"Where the fuck is Remi?" I shouted as I walked inside.

"Woah, Jaden calm down. Why do you want Remi?" Stefan asked as he turned the corner.

"Did you fucking tell her?" I asked I stormed towards him.

"Let's not do this here. Go in your office, I'll get Remi and we'll be there." He said pointing around to the small gathering of workers who had formed.

"Go do your fucking jobs." I shouted to them, slightly satisfied as they all scattered. "Take her to the meeting room, and don't let her shoot up the fucking window again." I said to Kai, who led Mirriella to the meeting room.

I walked off to my office to wait for Stefan and Remi. My blood was boiling at the thought of Stefan telling Remi. I picked up some of the darts I had in my office and started throwing them at the board I had right next to the door. The door had started to open as I threw the last dart. It hit into doorframe. It scared the person walking through, just like I wanted it to.

"What the fuck Jaden?" Remi shouted as she opened the door.

"Don't you fucking dare 'what the fuck' me. Why the fuck did you have people go in my room?" I shouted to her as Stefan shut the door.

"You let people go in his room?" He whisper shouted to her.

"Well he punched a fucking hole in the wall, you can't just leave that alone. It was an in and out process." She dismissed.

"People don't go in my fucking room." I said to her.

"Why'd you take Mirriella into your room? You specifically took her home and fucked her against your bed which is in your fucking room." She dismissed.

"You took Mirriella into your room?" Stefan asked me.

"Remi get out." I said to her, holding eye contact with Stefan.

She looked to Stefan who just nodded. She looked back at me and rolled her eyes at me. She then proceeded to walk out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

"Did you fucking tell her?" I said to him.

"Come on man-"

"Did. You fucking tell her?" I repeated at a louder volume, cutting him off.

"I told her it makes you uncomfortable when other people go in your room without permission. I didn't tell her the reason behind it, but she knows enough to not question it." He explained.

"How much is enough?" I asked him.

"For fuck sake Jaden. I just told you, I told her people aren't allowed in your room. What do you want to hear? That I told her what your dad would do to you? Because if that's what you want, it's not going to fucking happen. I told her you don't want people in your room against your knowledge. If she didn't listen, that's not down to me, but she was told the bare minimum." He explained.

"She had people go in my room." I whispered to myself. "I know I said I'd keep her around for you, but if she fucks up one more time, she's gone."

"Jaden come o-"

"No! She's lucky she's still living. I've killed people for situations a lot less serious than this. She needs to know her fucking place before I put her there." I spat as I walked out of the room. In the corner of my eye, I saw Remi walking towards me. "Don't Remi." I said as I walked away.

"When are you going to stop running away? This isn't healthy for you. Don't let it eat away at you." She said to me. I stopped and turned around to her.

"Are you a fucking therapist? No didn't think so. Keep your thoughts to yourself and keep your nose out of my business. While you're at it, stay the fuck away from my room." I spat at her.

I turned on my heel and walked away from her. I walked into the room to see Mirriella sat on my chair, on her phone. I cleared my throat, and brought her attention away from the screen. She looked at me expectantly, waiting for the reason I got her attention. When I didn't speak she sighed and turned her phone off.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" She asked as she spun around in the chair.

"You're gonna need to sit in the corner and be quiet while this is going on." I said to her. She didn't say anything, she just nodded and moved out of the seat and onto the sofa in the corner.

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Mirriella pov

"You're gonna need to sit in the corner and be quiet while this is going on." He said to me.

I didn't answer him with words, but I nodded as I stood up to signal I heard him. I walked over to the sofa in the corner and sat down. I took my boots off and sat crisscross on it, not wanting to rip the fabric with the buckles.

"Don't sit like that." He said to me.

"Why?"

"Because the men I'm meeting with are disgusting, they're already going to think you're a slut to be sold to them by the way you're dressed. I could really do without you adding that by flashing them your thighs and underwear." He explained as he sat down and spun the chair to face me.

"Fine." I sighed as I moved my legs so that I was sat back on them, making sure that everything was covered. "Is this better?" I replayed that sentence over in my head and it came out a lot bitchier than what I had hoped for, I genuinely wanted to know. "That sounded worse than I meant it." I mumbled.

"It'll have to do, they're here now." He said as a knock at the door brought us away from our conversation.