The Mafia Boss's Obsession

CHAPTER 4: A Rare Second Chance

JAMESON

I truly hadn't meant to freak her out and I  became even more frustrated when we were interrupted.

She is so cute, sexy and beautiful. I am good at reading people and could tell there is a stronger woman deep inside, but for some reason has allowed this asshole and most likely others in her life beforehand, quiet that part of her or somehow convinced her to silence it all together. And that in itself infuriates me.

Now, it's true that I can be heartless and cruel and have no remorse for the most part, but I was always raised never to mistreat a woman or hit her out of anger and to never give cruelty or punishment to those who don't deserve it.

When I first arrived, really BEFORE I had arrived here, I was agitated and irritable but then the moment I saw her walk into the room, handing us all drinks, I was hooked.

During mine and Maloney's conversation I was wanting to throttle him for making her feel like she couldn't look at anyone to the point when she did make eye contact with me in the kitchen, she had a look of fear and immediately looked away from me.

I wanted to ask her why she felt like she had to because I wanted to hear her tell me why she does it, but that was when we were interrupted by one of my men to head back into the dining room.

Throughout the rest of the time we had talked, I couldn't stop thinking in the back of my head about her and how badly I would want to help take her away from this place.

Maybe I could give her some money and allow her to stay at one of my hidden locations? No, wait! What the hell am I even thinking about?! I shouldn't be caring this much for some stranger. Besides, I don't know the entire story.

Deep down I guess I will never understand how women get this much of low self-esteem to convince themselves enough that they deserve this kind of treatment.

Then again on the other hand, at the same time, I can't stand knowing she is in this type of predicament.

"Mr. Harvey?" I hear my name being said.

I shook the thoughts immediately from my head and continued the 'meeting'.

"Yeah, I was just thinking about what you mentioned." I half lied. "The truth of the matter is, your idea is not a guarantee. You are requesting more money from me in return for me to place my reputation on something that I know in the end will not prosper or have much success. Therefore, I am denying your request." I reply.

Maloney glares at me and looks as though he will explode at any moment.

"Did you even listen to anything I said?" He has the audacity to question me.

The entire room fell silent and the air suddenly was filled with a thickness of hostility.

Normally at this point, I would have exploded and lost it for showing such disrespect, however, I didn't want to create such a scene for that girl of his to watch or hear. So I stayed firm, assertive and threatening at the same time, but I did not raise my voice.

"You see, I need to be clear about something with you. The truth of the matter at hand is that I don't trust you. So far, ever since I loaned you the money for your business, nothing has gone right. To clarify and make sure you understand what I am about to say as the reason I don't trust you, is because I have come to the conclusion recently in that you have done one or two things, since we shook and made a deal the first time." I began.

I next finished downing my drink before continuing.

"And what is that?" He asks.

"You are either stealing from me or you simply are a very shitty business owner and don't have the balls to admit it." I smirk at him.

The accusations I can tell have angered him more but he knows not to lose his shit in front of me or my men.

"Are you accusing me of stealing?" He asks through clenched teeth.

"Yes I am. You see, I have been shown evidence on how much profit you do actually make at your business in a month and the numbers don't add up as to why you paying me back in so little amounts, makes No. Damn. Fucking. Sense. Therefore you are either stealing from me and lieing about how much revenue you truly bring in or....well, actually, I know it couldn't be because you are stupid." I answered.

"How dare you come into my house and accuse me of some type of bullshit like those ones?!" He says while hitting the table loud and hard with his fists.

"Why are you getting so upset if you're not guilty? Or does it bother you more that I called you out on your bullshit, that pisses you off the most?" I smile in satisfaction.

I suddenly looked in the direction briefly towards the kitchen and thought for a moment before looking back at him and started thinking up of an alternative for him that I normally don't offer. However, because I want to see more of her after tonight and without there being any suspicions or even questioning as to why from his men (since I don't know if they knew they would hurt her more or not), I am going to do what I rarely do........give this asshole a second chance.

Before I get the chance to say anything, he begins apologizing right away in an obvious fake tone and mentioning to me that he has not been too good in adding up the numbers and may have miscalculated.

I swear, I wonder if this guy even knows how obvious he makes it known to others just how full of shit he really is.

However I decide to falsely accept it so that my idea can work. Not to mention, I know he is leaving town a few days from now to go on what he has called a 'business trip' with some important clients, even though we all know he doesn't have important clients. But I guess whatever makes him feel badass.

"Since I am feeling extra generous tonight and am in a decent mood, I will give you one more chance to make things right and to be honest with me from here on out. As a penalty for your lieing however, my share went up twenty percent." I tell him.

"That's being generous?" He scoffs.

"No. The generosity I am talking about is me allowing you and your men here to keep their limbs in tact. With that said, take this gesture as weakness and try and fuck me over again, make no mistake that I will, without hesitation, dismember you limb from limb and send the pieces to your family members and use you as an example. Understand?" I threatened him without blinking.

That seemed to have gotten him more scared than before as I could tell him swallowing a huge lump in his throat. He then quickly gathers himself and lifts his head up high as if he won this whole argument.

"Fine." He answers while rolling his eyes.

"Good. Now if you'll excuse me I have to leave but, be sure to drop by my house before you leave and I'll give you the money." I stand up from my chair, buttoning my jacket closed while my men follow and we all head out to our cars and begin to head home.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)