Chapter 10
Treasure pov:
What makes a guy think they could control a woman. It's not only women that they think they have power over, It's everything. That's for some men though. In law enforcement, you barely see women, and when they do, you're only eye candy to them. The only way you'd be useful to them is through you're body not your mind. Shame.
Because I wanted to be an FBI agent, I went through hell. Not only am I a woman, I am a black women on top of that. It's already hard being black, It's 2 battles into one. Double homicide.
In the business industry, you mainly hear businessmen, you rarely hear businesswomen. I remember I went to a meeting, it wasn't a meeting I was apart of, it was more back in my training days. I was on watch duty. Ask me why, I have no idea.
Yet all of the male interns were actually in action. Just had to put that out there.
I was watching and, in the room, there was only 1 female and the rest were males. She couldn't even speak. All of them were speaking over her, not even embracing here existence. Not one man stopped to try to listen to what she had to say.
That was the moment when I really wanted to slap a bitch. It's not only me who was going through the struggles of trying to achieve a dream. It doesn't matter what race a woman is, some men can't just stand the idea of a woman on top.
It's gonna happen one day. That's why I can't stand Elijah sometimes. As much as I want to slap, kick, punch him in the dick, I just can't do it. Yet.
Every single time he tells me to do or not do something, like a bitch I am, I let him get to me. But can you blame me sometimes. The man literally killed a guy and god knows what with the other guy, because I danced on him. The man is a complete psycho.
I have a feeling he won't kill me because why do that just to kill me at the end of the day? Only one way to find out.
It is currently Thursday, 3 days after Elijah came stepping in telling me not to go to work. I knew he'd say he'd take care of Lombardi, but I felt bad, so I called him personally letting him know what his friend did. Turns out he never expected me to show in the first place. He thought that I didn't even work there anymore. I told him I'd still work there.
I went to work Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm pretty sure Elijah know I went. The guards are still outside my apartment. They tried to stop me both times, didn't work. So I know they told their little 'capo'. It's been 3 days and I haven't heard from him nor seen him. I don't know if I should be thinking I'm off the hook or be worried.
I'm in one of my classes when I get a notification from 'demon spawn'. He must've heard me talking about him in my head. Like I'm doing right now.
Elijah: After school, have lunch with me
Me: Hello to you too. I have a feeling I don't have a choice whether to go
Elijah: You do have a choice
That's new.
Me: Okay then I'll pass.
Elijah: Okay I'll see you later than. They're going to drop you to my office and wait for me there if I'm not there
Me: What happened to me having a choice?
Elijah: I only said that so you could think you have one
Asshole.
Me: Fuck you
Elijah: one day
Um. Welp.
Class ended, like always, the guards led me to the car. I already knew where they were bringing me but before I got into the car I stopped. "Is it possible to stop home for a second."
"Not a problem at all, Ms. Athena." I nodded my head and thanked him for helping me get in the car.
A few minutes later, we arrived back home. I wanted to come back here instead of going straight to Elijah's office because of what I had on. I had a sweatshirt, sweats, and socks and slides. Not lunch date material. I knew he was going to wear a suit, so it would've looked off. I put my bag down and tried my best to take a short shower. That was 15 minutes.
I decided on some blue jeans that are ripped by both knees, a white dress down shirt with one side not tucked in, and some black Tory Burch sandals. Mine, not the one he lend me. I didn't put too much makeup on. For my hair, it was already out, in a big afro so I didn't have to do anything with it. I put on 2 necklaces so it falls onto to my breast. The part of the shirt that was left unbuttoned and added a few rings. I grabbed a handbag, sprayed myself with perfume and went outside knowing they were waiting for me.
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