One Call To The Mafia Boss | jenlisa

Chapter 5

LISA

We were in Daejeon and stopped at a large mansion that I recognized. A lot. I had already spent three months here. I was locked up for three months and wasn't allowed to see anyone. I had days where I sat in there all alone and wondered what it was all about. Now the whole thing would start again. 

"I'm losing my job because of you." My voice was derogatory. I had no reason to be even remotely nice to her. She simply didn't deserve it. 

She had gotten my respect when she let me go, but she did lost it again at that exact moment. 

"If I want you to have your job back, then you have it back." She opened her door. She closed it again with a bang and went to the other side of the car to open the door for me. However, I opened it with a strong tug and walked past her. 

"Do I still have that beautiful room?" A fake smile plastered itself on my lips and my body turned to face her. Her eyes flew over my body, penetrating every inch of my skin and causing me to snort angrily. I hated it when she looked at me with such an intense look. 

"Do you think I buy a new villa every day?" Her eyebrows furrowed together and smoothed out again. She did it always, but only briefly. 

In the three months, I've noticed many things about her. Many things caught my eye. When she was nervous then she scratched her neck and when she was about to freak out, she pinched her nose. It was strange that I noticed all of this, but she was a striking woman who you just had to watch every now and then. 

"You're probably buying a new villa every day. For your drugs or weapons deals." I hissed, forming my hands into fists. She was so arrogant in a nice way that absolutely annoyed me. 

"You look so hot when you're mad." She came to me closer and stopped just in front of me. 

"I'd love to run my tongue over your soft body." She whispered, turned around and walked across the gravel floor to the door. I exhaled in frustration and followed her. 

"Why do you have a huge villa if you live here alone? " One of my eyebrows rose and I silently looked at her from behind. 

She didn't look bad. Not today and she didn't look bad two years ago either. That was probably one of her plus points. She looked harmless because she was so beautiful, but she wasn't. 

"Now I'm not alone anymore." She stopped in front of my room and looked at me. 

I reached my hand over to her just about to see whose shoulders were more up high and felt more than tall when I stood opposite her. Those monster heels made her so tall. Why did I never realize? Self-confidence didn't help me at all to focus on not feeling any smaller. I crossed my arms and stared stubbornly into her eyes. I hated this room and this villa. It seemed too simple, too cold to me. Emotionless. As if no one lived here. 

"Jennie Kim. You're a damn asshole." I looked at her face, turned away and slammed the door. 

My breath caught when I saw the room I had already entered once. Here I had cried. Here I had screamed and begged for freedom, but here I had moaned once, just one night. But now it was different. 

Two years changed a person. I wouldn't beg her. Because my pride was far too big for that. It was fastened to the exits and the garden was surrounded by a huge hedge. I was locked in. The bird in the golden cage. 

It was impossible to run away in this villa. Her men were all around the building with weapons. Alarm systems were everywhere. 

I knew that it would happen again at some point. Because Jennie had enemies. They had heard about me. About our deal. They had all heard about the mysterious woman who had Jennie wrapped up around her finger. 

But none of this was my goal at all. I met her at one of my parents' balls and was polite. She had seen wrong things and thought wrong things. Yet her love was real. 

She had paid attention to me for two years, but had not turned away from me, although I would have preferred that. She could have taken another woman. There were so many women who wanted to own her, who wanted her in bed every night, wanting to wake up next to her every morning. I didn't belong and I doubted I ever would. 

When there was a knock on the door, I jumped and mumbled a yes. It was boring being alone here every day, although I was bored even if I was alone for half an hour. Jennie came into the room and put a dress on the bed. One look into her green eyes was enough to make me to transport back into the past.