One of the downsides to running the mafia is having to run an actual business to hide all the illegal shit you do. Can't expect to explain all the different ways you make money without ending up with a jail sentence. The business keeps the money clean as long as nobody pokes around. Being brought in on this meeting today stops me from going to that store earlier than I wanted, but this meeting is important. It's the first step in me taking over and becoming the head.
"ISAAC LUCCA DA LUCA." Here we go. What did I do now? I still have a ton of time to get the drive and I've been on my best behavior. Okay maybe not my best. I did kill that one guy just for breathing. But in my defense who breathes that hard doing nothing. " Yes father," I say reluctantly. " You're late. If you're going to shove off your responsibilities as the head of the mafia you could at least care about the company. Or should I also leave this half of the business to your cousin. He would do what needs to be done with no problem.
That is a full on lie. My cousin abandoned life and could give two shits about running a business. He opted out of even getting his trust fund to go become a doctor. Although I did set that money aside for him if he ever needs it. I would argue with him but I want to get this over with as soon as possible. The only thing that got me up this morning was the possibility of seeing her today and nothing will keep me from that. "My apologies. There was more traffic than expected."
"Let's just head into this meeting. Don't mess this up. Remember you still only have a few days to get that drive on my desk and if it isn't this will be the closest you ever get to being the head of anything."
I nodded and started to walk into the room. I silently question if all this is worth it. It's truly all I've ever known. Ever since my mother died I've been slowly integrated into this. My dad stopped trying to hide any of it. He wanted to make me stronger, more capable. He lost the love of his life. In his own way I don't think he could handle anymore. He won't even talk about her or that night and after a few months I found myself doing the same. It feels better to ignore the pain than acknowledge it.
" Hello. Today we welcome my son into my former position as CEO..." I can't even focus on the meeting as thoughts of Persephone fill my mind. After last night all I could think about is how crazy she is. So is that little friend of hers. Attacking Nick and me with brooms which seems to be a constant weapon of choice. The way she carries herself is also impressive. Most girls would have called the police by the third time a random man showed up again. Especially when basically just roaming around with no clear intentions. Then with last night with the break in she told her friend there was no reason to call. Calling me harmless when I'm 6'5 is a shock. Makes me wonder what she's been through. Probably enough to not worry about her life enough. I shouldn't even be thinking about her like this. She was just supposed to be a game. Last night shoulda been simple even with her catching us. If this were anyone else we would have taken them out, locked them somewhere and continued our search. But no, I spent the night fixing up shelves.
Sadly some part of me can't deny I want her. Just a taste. Maybe Nick's right. And I do have a thing for feisty chicks. But I still won't touch her till she begs. The best things come to those who wait right. Although I don't know how much more I can. I know finding the drive will be the end of this. I don't even have her number and she's smart enough to not even want somebody like me. Moving up comes with a target on my back and she seems to like the quiet life. Maybe I can get her one time and move on. It would be better that way.
" -So join me in welcoming Issac Da Luca your new CEO" everyone claps, bringing me back from my thoughts. I look at the clock and see that there's still enough time to go see her. I thanked everyone and ran out to my car speeding my way to the store. If anything can top this moment it would be just a second with her. But as I walk in I see that second won't be happening. Besides a couple customers lingering around, the only other person here is her friend from last night.
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RomanceMafia/Enemies to lovers How does a deal go so wrong that you end up bleeding and hit in the head with a broom? What else could possibly go wrong? Judgement welcome Soon to be self published?