Perfectly broken

Chapter 15

Anastasia's pov:

For the next week, after we fought over the check I gave him, we exchanged in total maybe ten words. We kept ignoring each other as maximum as possible but we couldn't escape from Greta. She forced us to have dinner with each other three times. Each time, the only thing we said to each other out of courtesy was good evening and nothing else, and we ate our meal in silence.

Mean while, I made a progress on my plan. After days of practice, I finally succeeded in opening Dante's door office with just a hair clip. It was really an achievement worth celebrating.

I wasn't scared that Dante might discover that I broke into his office later because the house is not equipped with security cameras. That's a precious information Greta told me when she gave me a tour of the mansion.

So, in the afternoon, when Dante wasn't home and while everybody else in the house was busy, I got into his office. It was a simple and a very modest room. Everything was black or either grey which meets impeccably with the whole personality of Dante. There are a leather couch, a desk and a small library.

I searched meticulously every single corner of the room but I found nothing. Nada, Nichts, Nichego. Not a single paper or a folder or a usb flash that may contain important information or anything that I can use against him.

Dante is so careful when it comes to the Cosa Nostra's business. And he is so smart. So if he has any important information he would not let it hung around. He would probably hide it pretty well. Like in his room in a secret coffer or in his gadgets. That's why I contacted one of the best hackers on my team back on Spain. I told him to track down Dante's laptop and phone, and to search for anything suspicious. He told me that such an investigation  can take him few days. So, I am waiting for his response.

During the week, we faced a problem in one of our casinos. One of our irregular clients marginalised Malia. She is one of our dancers there.

Of course, I am in no position to stand arms closed in front of this situation. Before he could leave the casino, I was informed of what he did. That's the privilege of having such a great team. I immediately gave my order to Matteo to drag him down to the basement of the casino. He tighted him in a chair, placed a camera in front of him and opened a video call with me. I had to deal with this matter personally.

In deed, I had a very interesting conversation with him. I threatened him so that he would be an idiot if he closed an eye at night.

If I was there and if I was able to meet him face to face, I am not sure that he could have been able to walk out of the casino on his feet.

No one abuses my stuff. They are under my protection. And no one has the right to disrespect a woman no matter what she does for a living. You know why ? Because we don't know what she faced during her life that made her opt for that job.

I knew Malia's background very well. When I hired her, almost two years ago, she was passing by a difficult period. Her mother just passed out living her penniless and having to take care of her little brother as well as her sick grandmother. She didn't pursue her studies to have a degree. So, her options for work were so limited. I offered her a job at one of our casinos and I told her that if she ever found herself on a situation where she needs money she can contact me.

I am now at the garden of the mansion practicing one of my favourite activities, knife throwing.

In my mind, I imagine that my target is Dante instead of the piece of wood I have been hitting nonstop for the last hour. This turned out to be more therapeutic than I have ever imagined it would be.

"Enjoying yourself there ?" I hear the familiar voice say from behind me. Speaking of the devil.

It's close to 3PM now. What the hell is he doing here in the middle of the day ? He usually gets out of the house so early and gets back at night.