Emi Petrov is the daughter of a Russian mafia leader and a Japanese Mafia leader. She's well known as the She Devil, most fear her while others take her as a joke, the ones who take her as a joke are the fools who don't make it out alive. Emi works...
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Lorenzo POV
"Can I help you, Ms. Petrov?" I asked, seeing that she has been standing at my door for the past 10 minutes.
My focus was more on the papers in front of me, so I didn't even notice when she walked in. I only look up when I feel her presence in front of me, she stands there with her arms crossed.
"I'm sure you could but I don't need help with that right now, maybe later?" She smirks
Fuck, why the hell is she so straightforward with everything, she doesn't even try to sugar coat it.
"I mean you've basically already kinda saw me naked" She continued, taking a seat on top of my desk
"Why not fuck me and call it a day, I know you wanna " She teased.
"I think I'll pass" I mumble, trying to forget the memory of seeing her half naked. I look back at my papers in an attempt to ignore her
Though, if I'm being honest with myself her body was gorgeous, and the many scars and tattoos that covered her body only made her more stunning. I took a quick glance at her body, to my disappointment she was fully clothed, I was displeased to say I wanted to see her without clothes again.
I snap out of my lewd thoughts when I hear a chuckle come from her, my eyes meet hers as she looks down at me.
"Are you sure you wanna pass? The way you're checking my body out says different" She said, that annoying smirk appearing on her face.
This woman...
"Do you need something Ms. Petrov?" I asked, looking away from her and back at my papers.
"Damn and I thought I had you for a second" She sighs. I place my papers down and rub my temples
I can't deal with her right now, I already have enough shit going on, between the situation with Matteo and the thought of my mother returning home to find out the woman she hates the most daughter is now working for me. I lean back in my chair and pull out my box of cigarettes, I pull one out and put the box away
"Those things are bad for you" I hear her say. I glance up at her
"No shit," I said, pulling my lighter out and lighting the cigarette. I inhale the toxic fumes and slowly let it out through my nose.
"Gross," She said as she scrunched up her face. She removed herself from my desk and backed away while covering her nose
"Can't handle the smell?" I asked, a smirk appearing on my face.
"It's a terrible smell," She said walking over to the side table near one of the coaches.
She grabs the bottle of whiskey from it and a glass
"You drinking? For a second there I was questioning if you were Russian or not" I joked.
"You and your sister can fuck off," She said pouring the amber drink in the glass, she takes a quick swig and sets the glass down
