The Mafia Game Vincenzo AU

Chapter 29

A week, nearly two had passed, and nothing fun had happened. Due to the lack of friends and job, I had no other choice but to remain in the penthouse, alone and bored. Vincenzo and I had no longer been on easy terms and Hanseok spent his days plotting Vincenzo's demise. Hanseo had also been sent on errands to which had been ordered by Hanseok, so I had noone.

However, today, Hanseok was at home, and together we were in the living room. He lay back on his arm chair whereas my body was been stretching across the sofa. I glanced towards the terrifying man as his gaze was remained on the TV. He was watching, oh you guessed it!!! POLITICS. Mentally I groaned since the waffle from these political members was so confusing, I could smell something burning and that was my brain frying.

I sat up and leaned over to Hanseok who remained in his prior position. Sensing me luring above him, he looked at me.

"Hmmm, what's wrong?" He spoke in his English.

"Well.... I was thinking.. I'm rather lonely and have nothing to do, so I wanted to get a job..."

A smirk arises from the man's face. "A job, with what qualifications?" He insulted me, though it was a valid question though, I had no qualifications that could get me a job like cleaning toilets.

"Well that's where my omnipotent, I have alot of money, husband comes in, right? My voice grew two pitches higher as my eyes batted repeatedly in hopes to his agreement.

"Yes but my dear wife, you must be good at something inorder for me to sell you, if I sell a worthless object, don't you reckon it will look bad on me?" The man continued his insult and now it started to actually hurt my feelings.

"Well... I am good at some things."

"Like?"

"Making Italian cuisine.. I can make so many Italian foods.."

Hanseok frowned when the word "Italian" and possibly also "foods" came out of my mouth. Was it because Vincenzo is Italian and I'm supposed to be talentless and the fact I suddenly know how to make Italian food is suspicious because it seems like I might try to win Vincenzo's approval, which Ofcourse Hanseok hates?????? Nah can't be.

"Italian cuisine, since when."

" Well my mum had been forcing me to make food since I was a teen so I could be the perfect housewife." This is something I had made up on the spot, yet I didn't need to worry. It was not like Hanseok could even fact check with my mother because she was dead. I wonder who killed her. Spoiler, it was Hanseok.

"Well can you only cook Italian food?"

"No I can cook more, you know I can, I cook for you all the time."

"Yeah... right. I'll get you your own restaurant. And you can manage it."

"Oh thank you Hanseok." I hugged him to which a laugh rumbled in his chest. He returned the hug before pulling away.

"Allow me to be your first customer." He smiled before picking up his phone and walking to the other room.

A few minutes later, Hanseok called out from the other room.
"Y/n! Takeout or desert?"

"BOTH!!!"

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RUNNING A BUISNESS IS NOT EASY!!!!!!! It's not for the weak, you guys, never run a business. Trust me, this is a warning. Hey are you listening???

It had only been the first week of opening up and I had an entire mob outside my restaurant, yelling for me to shut it down.

I did nothing, it was a worker of mine who angered the public with ignorant words and carelessness of cooking. 3 people have already been food poisoned under his care and I'm already getting threats of lawsuits.