Dangerous Living

I'm Sorry

"I'm sorry about the way I treated you at the club Juls."

"No you are not and don't call me Juls." She just looked forward.

"Yes I am." I began to get mad.

"No you are not. I know you're not a person that says sorry. You're just scared I'm going to tell my dad what happened. Now be quiet and just walk me to my room."

She was partly correct but I actually mean it. But she was shutting our conversation down. So rage filled my veins. I pinned her up against the wall. I knew I made a mistake, she was feisty and would fight back.

"No one talks to me like that."

"Well I just did Enzo. What are you going to do about it?"

I pinned her closer up against the wall.

"You don't want to know honey."

"I know what you want to do." She slowly began unbuttoning my shirt.

Jesus I would love to rail her right here and now. She swiftly stopped and pushed me back. Then tripped me with her foot. I fell right on my ass. I'm learning that Juliet is clever than I originally thought.

As I was on the floor she stomped away up to her room. I stood up disgustinged, I'm covered by the dog hair from the floor. Shit I need to go to Aldo's office.

"Finally you're here. What happened?"

"Sorry Aldo, lost her phone downstairs. So we turned back around to go find it."

"That's very nice of you." Nico smirked, making sure Aldo didn't see.

"Yes it is, now let's get down to business men." Aldo stated.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"The Russian Mafia knows about us spreading our business to America and helping the Irish Mafia. And they are not happy about it." Aldo told me.

Nico began to talk.

"They are trying to attack us because we are growing faster and stronger. The Russians don't want us to spread. Because of that Russians will try to take down our alliance one by one. Smallest to biggest and the smallest is the Irish Mafia. If they are successful more and more, they'll get to us."

"If that even happens." I said. I thought to myself they're trying to kill anyone that gets in their way. My loved ones, my business and they can hurt her. Shit Enzo, she's not worth it.

The night ended, I was finally in my bed. My pit bull named Franky was curled up next to me. I don't know what it is about her. Is it her charm, beauty, or her ability to fight back? Maybe all of those things. I want her. I need her. No Enzo you don't see any attractive girl unless you just want to fuck. You can't get to know her.