𝑳𝒂𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 | 𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑰𝑵𝑮

CHAPTER FOUR

LORENZO POV:

Fuck. Making this case "look like any other", as my uncle put it, is fucking impossible. Erika is unbearable, in the first meeting and only meeting we had she was so dry and talked so much, I though she would at least have a proper personality.

When she arrived at the gates, I was about to just going to leave it. But i felt guilty.

Why the fuck would you feel guilty? Your the heir to the most powerful mafia in the world and you felt guilty about avoiding her? Please, you kill people as a hobby, "not giving a fuck" is your middle name. 

I let her in and let her set up while I pulled myself together. After i gave her what seemed like enough time i entered the kitchen to see her talking with Ryker.

Ryker is my best friend, and the person who will be my second command when i take over the mafia. I practically tell him everything i can, including the annoying lawyer i have.

But despite that, when i saw how friendly they were together. I wanted to tear whatever that was apart. Probably to protect my friend from my personality-less lawyer or something.

"Ryker, leave now" I order, my voice sounded rough and a but ruder than intended.

Ryker gives a small smile, "and that my que to go..." he pushed himself off the counter and walks out of the kitchen. I watch as he walks out and only turn to Erika when he's out of sight.

"What are you doing here Angel" i use the nickname i gave her when we first met. She sure did look like one.

"well you've been avoiding our meetings and the case in two weeks" she says.

"I've been... busy" well that was partly truthful. Busy killing, torturing and fucking people

I walk over to the counter and take a seat next to her. She starts of by talking about the and asking what happened during the course of the incident.

I answer. I was in full focus when she started asking questions but as soon as she stopped and it relied on her speaking alone, I zoned out. Watching the way her lips moved and the way the words i couldn't even hear flowed out if her mouth. I nodded along, making it appear as if i was listening.

though my efforts to make it seem i was listening, it didn't go far. She snaps her fingers in front of my face, "are you even listening to a word thats coming out of my mouth?".

"not a single one" i say with full confidence "and you know why?" i question, "cause all of it is stupid, just like you".

ERIKA POV:

Un-fucking-believable, I just gave an entire rundown of the case and he wasn't listening to a single word. And the fact he just called me stupid, i lick my lips and stand from my chair. I go to pack up everything thing but a a hand grabs mine stopping me.

"It was a joke, come on, have some humor" Lorenzo says.

I rip my hand from his grip, "well you can take that joke and shove it up your ass, I'm not dealing with you being disrespectful to me"

I take a deep breath, trying to control myself and my words "text or call me when your ready to talk business"

I finish grabbing my shit and glare at him as i rush out to my car.
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"and thats what happened" I had just finished ranting to my best-friends; Lilia and Alora Brooks. We had been talking over the phone for a good 30 minutes at this point.

"thats so rude" Lilia said.

"but he's hot, so..." Alora trailed off.

I laugh, "you guys don't even know what he looks like"

They stay silent for a moment, Lilia speaks first "yea... we do. He's like famous"

My eyes widen. Famous?!? What are they talking about? I would sure know id my very own client was famous.  "your lying to me" they had to be.

"look him up then" they somehow say at the same time. I exit out of the phone call screen and open up the browser. I type in his name "Lorenzo Ramirez". The screen was filled with photos and articles, about him and his family.

"Lorenzo Ramirez heir to billions and the Spanish Mafia??"

"Ramirez family associated with the illegal underworld??"

"Ramirez Empire, cover for an illegal business??"

Similar results came up, how had I not know he was famous? Maybe I am stupid after all.

"your like the smartest person we know, shut up" Laura states.

"did i say that out loud?" i ask.

"clearly" Laura says.

Alora gasps "we should go out, to like a club. I mean its a Friday and we all don't have work tomorrow"

Me and Lilia think about it, we decide to go because we all need to let lose a little and need to get our minds off this shit place we call earth.

While I waited for them, I put on a black mini dress. Also doing my make up and hair; the make up wasn't too heavy, but enough to make a "change" in my appearance even though you could still tell it was me. My hair was down, different from my usual hair being up for work.

Lilia and Alora arrive at my house an hour later and i walk out to the car.

Lilia arrived in a mid thigh, skinny strap red dress. Her pale skin mixed with pitch black hair really popes beneath the red.

Alora came in wearing a black top that have straps that go around the neck before coming down around the exposed stomach. She also wore a black tight skirt with fishnets underneath.

"you guys ready?" I questions as i get into the back seat, I move into the middle seat, since I had room.  

"hell yeah!" Alora yelled, turning up the music in the car to a not high but not low volume, she was dj since she was in the passenger. Lilia started driving and we all sing along terribly as we drive off to the club.