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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Emi POV "You're joking right?" I asked in disbelief "I called like, fifteen times earlier today and you didn't pick up"
I could hear the clanking of the ice in her cup, that I was 100% sure, filled with some sort of alcohol.
"I was...busy, earlier" She replies.
"Doing what?" I asked.
"None of your business" She snapped.
I roll my eyes.
"It kinda is if it kept you from answering the phone, it could've been an emergency" I said. I heard her chuckle.
"We both know if it was emergency you'd be contacting your father and not me" She said.
My grip on the phone tightens, she could at least pretend to be concern, it doesn't matter if she tells me or not, I have a pretty good idea of what she was doing, or should I say who she was doing.
"How is the assignment going? Considering you're calling me, I'm guessing well, but then again you're calling me from a strangers phone, so maybe not" She spoke, changing the subject.
"Glad you brought it up," I said, ready to explain everything that's been going on.
It didn't take long to catch her up, only because I left out a lot of details that she didn't necessarily need to know. I also excluded the parts that dealt with Maria, I wanted to talk to her about that separately.
"I'm impressed, you actually managed to get into his mafia," She said, sounding surprised by my accomplishment
I frown.
"You sound awfully surprised" I said
"That's because I am, I didn't think you'd be able to get in" She spoke truthfully, not bothering to sugar coat anything.
I furrowed my brows
"If that's what you thought then why send me?" I asked, my anger slowly starting to rise
"I still wanted to try, you were just an experiment, I honestly thought they would kill you" She said nonchalant.
"And what if they did!" I shout, but quickly quieting down remembering I'm in public.
"You're a Petrov, not to mention my daughter, you would've found someway out even if they were, so watch your tone of voice with me" She said, each word becoming more emotionless.
