ERIKA POV:
Me and Lorenzo discussed the case right up on till lunch. He leaves my office while I make sure everything is in place. I pull out my lunch, an egg sandwich with cheese, lettuce, and tomatoes, and began eating.
It was delicious, and I put it away and gather my paper work. I hear a knock at my door and I know the Devil stands behind in, regrettably I tell him to enter. He walks in and take a seat in the chair across from me.
We talk about the case for a while longer before we part ways. "I need your number, so I can contact you about the case" I say not looking at him and typing on my computer.
"You already have it" he says. My eyes flick to him as I get confused. "This morning..." he reminds me for our encounter.
"Right... I'll contact you later" I say going back to typing.
"Alright, good bye Angel"
I stop typing again, "don't call me that, my name is Erika"
"I don't know, I prefer Angel. It fits you better" he states
"Just leave before I do something that will land me in jail and you dead on the floor"
He chuckles before turning and leaving the office, closing the door behind him.
With all the evidence against him, winning this case will be hard. And not killing myself or him will be harder.
While I admit he is good looking, he seems like the type that gets everything he wants with a snap of his fingers and doesn't care for anyone else's wellbeing.
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The day comes to the close, most people have already left the office, the night was dark. I walk out to my car and get in, driving home I first wonder when I'll be able to take my car in for it to get fix.
Weekend seems like the best choice but that's a whole 4-5 days away. I arrive home and get out of the car. I let Ruby inside and get her some food.
I let down my hair and take off my work clothes, changing into a black nightgown that stops at my mid thigh.
I turn put on some food for myself, I'm not the best cook but it's alright.
After dinner, I brush my teeth and head to bed.
TWO WEEKS LATER:
If I had to describe Lorenzo in three words it would be: infuriating, cocky and outright just rude.
Lorenzo has barley showed up to the meetings we have had to discuss the case. I've texted with no reply, I've called with now answer. I'm a great attorney, I know that; but I can't do my job with no cooperation from the client.
I've discussed the issue with Mr Emrio, who I've learnt is his uncle, he said that Lorenzo is just stressed and needs sometime. Which, alright I get but I need at least a text back telling me when we can talk.
So today I have decided that I'm going to have to pay him a visit. I type the address onto my maps. I take off in my car, the drive was only 45 minutes from the law firm and in the upper class areas.
I arrive at the gates off the house, the drive way looks much longer than in the pictures. A large gate stood between me and the unknown.
There were about seven guards at the gate, four on the outside and three behind them. One of them comes up to my window and I roll it down.
"What brings you here today madam?" He questions.
"I'm Mr Ramirez's attorney, I need to discuss the case with him" I inform.
"I'm sorry madam, but with confirmation from the boss off your visit, I'm afraid I can't let you in"
Great. I think of something "Is there anyway you can contact him or something?"
He sighs "I'm afraid Mr Ramirez is very busy an-" he gets cut off by the other guard calling him over. "One moment madam"
He walks over to the other guard, they talk for a moment, about something I can't hear before the same guard walks back over. "Mr Ramirez has granted you entry, just drive up the drive way and someone else will show you the rest of the way"
I give a small smile and nod, before rolling up the window. They open up the gate and I drive in.
I drive up the driveway for a bit before the top of the house peaks over and soon the whole house- or rather palace- was in view.
The house was big and life around was lush and green. The exterior walls of the house were an off-white, while the roof was a colour of brown.
I park my car and walk up the front doors. I bring my fist up and knock, not moments later- someone who I suppose is a maid- opens the door.
She greets me before leading me inside, towards the kitchen. She told me to give Mr Ramirez a few minutes to come down. While I waited I unpacked the files and waited for a good three minutes for Mr Ramirez to come to the kitchen.
Someone walks in, it wasn't Lorenzo though. He didn't look much like him either, dark chocolate skin with matching eyes and coiling hair.
"Well hello, who do we have here?" He asks looking me up and down.
"Erika, and you are..." I say warmly trailing off for him to continue.
"Oh sorry, Ryker." He says "so what are you exactly doing here?"
"I'm Lorenzo Ramirez's lawyer" I state.
His eyes widen and he smiles, he whispers something to him self that I couldn't hear but something along the lines of, "so that's her huh?"
I was confused by what I had picked up, reading lips had come naturally to me so I was confused to what he had said.
Ryker was about to say something when another voice joined in, "Ryker, leave now" Lorenzo's voice ecos through the kitchen.
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RomanceErika Vordez, a name associated with nothing; she was a nobody. Erika is an attorney working for a high-ranking law firm, but when she gets put on a case working for a supposed Mafia Heir. She has to work with and around him, while also controlling...