DARK AND SWEET

Chapter Seven

The lady took her time to descend the steps, her facial features hidden behind the darkness of the room. Her voice feminine yet powerful and demanding; laced with an accent that made her sound more dominant than the others.
Her legs grace the steps as she lands on the floor, "Jose, Carlos, I didn't send you down here for a meet and greet".
Matteo leaned to his right trying to put a face to the intimidating voice but both Carlos and Jose had stood, obstructing his view. They lowered their voices and for a few tensed seconds, they spoke softly, only to grow in volume and switch to English to a language he couldn't understand.
His intuition told him that this was the boss, so loudly as he could, he started spewing out questions, "Why do you need me? Why am I here? What do you want from me?"
The lady rested one hand on Jose's shoulder and with the other on Carlos's she pushed them apart, making a gap for herself. He was finally face to face with the voice, where had he seen the face before? And then 'boom' he remembered, yes he's name is Matteo Alejandro, he had a sister named Camila, had a father and a best friend Charlie, he met the lady standing before him at an event in a hotel he had gone to, her name is Jenna, horror stricken over his face, no it couldn't be, it can't be Jenna standing in front of him, perhaps a lookalike or a cloned version of her  'No it can't be', he shook his head to be sure of what he was seeing and what he was thinking of.
"Jenna" he muttered under his breath and stared hard at her, the longer he stared the wider her evil smile grew.
He slammed his back against the wall once more as she stepped forward and crouched before him. "Starring already?" She shot him the devilish smile he had ever seen. Her teeth were practically perfect and if he wasn't in the compromising situation he had found himself in, he definitely would have asked her who her orthodontist was. He had always seen her on body con dresses and once on a sport attire but today was different, she looked very official in her cooprate wear, she had dressed up in a well tailored suit, he knew something was off about her after he had sent Barto to find out about her but he had come back with nothing and had even lost her when he tried following her.
He frowned, mustering up as much of a straight face as he could. He looked down and refused to speak. "You surprised Matteo? Sure you should be, well I just hope you'll be fine. She said turning her back on him. "Are you having a great time with Jose?" She questioned a few minutes later. He heard Carlos interject from the back
"Sure boss, he is"
"Who exactly are you? Cause I don't get all these happening here."
To say the room got tense would've been an understatement. He could feel her staring at him, analyzing him, probably counting his pores - seriously, her eyes were digging into his soul….. " look" he sighed not knowing what else to do again, "Why don't we negotiate? What do you  really want from me?" He heard her laugh.
"Negotiate?" She spat; an unreadable expression rested on her face, "Define that for me". Again, sarcasm dripped from her words; and he smiled as best as he could with his chapped lips.
"Negotiate; it's spelt n-e-g-o-t-i-a-t-e; verb; to try to reach an agreement or compromise by discussion with others, guess you missed that in your middle school or perhaps you didn't attend one". He opened his eyes, smirking, feeling like a billion bucks. Of course he was still the victim, but at least he felt a bit better. He heard Jose cackle from the back, along with thick accented laughs; Carlos.
"I think like him boss", Jose chuckled, "I really do". Matteo could see Carlos nodding in agreement. But she frowned.
"See?" He offers up a weak smile and lets his gaze land on this Jenna character, "They both like me, so let me go".
Her eyes partially close in a glare and she leans forward towards Matteo, "Too bad that what they think doesn't matter to me". As she leaned her face was so close to his, he inhaled sharply, taking in a strong, yet a calming vanilla scent. Her eyes fall to his cut up lips as she lowers her voice, "Don't try to give me any more trouble than you need Matt, I hope you understand".
She had her hands resting on her thighs, her eyes tearing from his gaze. Jenna was about to stand up, her mouth already forming the next commands for her two men when he called her back.
"Oh Jenna", he mustered up as much attitude as he could, her name coming out with just as much venom as she had spoken to him with. And when she had turned back to him, he did the unspeakable.
He spat out in her.
She didn't flinch nor did she even blink. Seconds turned to minutes as she stared at him, her eyes darkening quickly. His saliva dripping from the tip of her nose before hitting the hard concrete. The room was deathly silent, neither Carlos nor Jose spoke a word they didn't even have a sign of shock written on their faces and with that Matteo mustered up his best badass look. If she wanted to act like a dick head, so would he.
Matteo had expected that she would just leave; just walk away. In his head, he had already given a benefit of doubt - he had won this time; showing that he wasn't going to take shit from anyone not even her. But as fast as that smirk appeared on his face, Jenna had wiped it away immediately.
He didn't see the hand not did he hear the slap; but he sure felt it. His head cracked against the concrete floor and for the third time that day, he met darkness.

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