Mafia Parade

3| An old favor

The door was opened quietly.

"Eric, you are finally back" said the middle aged man who entered the room.

Eric? Nice name mate.

"Yea, well the damn meeting took so long, I got tired of traveling every now and then." Eric said with annoyance in his voice.

I stared at the man, trying to remember where I saw him; his face was familiar, the scars, and his voice.

Try to remember. Think Emilia, think.

The man looked at me and spoke after a moment of silence "Have we met before?"

I opened my mouth to talk then closed it, unsure about what to answer. The Boss so-called-Eric kept switching his gaze from me to him.

"Wait a minute, I think I know you" I finally let myself drown in the sorrowful ocean of my memories.

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Flashback 3 years ago

There was a fuss in the mansion, and Fernando's men were chatting about something, didn't care about at the beginning, but curiosity didn't leave me alone.

I leaned against the door and pretending as if I was only passing by and then I heard "But the boss said we've got to do whatever it takes to make him speak, you go first cut his fingers or do whatever you have to do" someone said from behind the door.

"We don't always get our hands on someone from the Italians, I'm afraid I kill him unintentionally-"

"The boss will fucking kill you if you killed him before he says a word"

"Okay" the man said no more.

Footsteps were approaching the door, so I walked toward my room, pretending as if I was only wandering in the hallway.

"Hey!! What are you doing here, Perra?"A voice from behind halted me.

Turning around, I saw Marcus, one of Fernando's men, which was once taking care of me, "Watch your mouth, dickless bastard" I replied angrily.

"Dickless you say?! I will show you" he spluttered while grabbing my hand firmly.

"You touch a single hair of me, and I will make you dickless myself" I said calmly, then added" Or you want me to tell Fernando about your deals with the Italians, that you kept a secret?" A smirk made its way on my face.

He finally loosened his grip and let go of my hand "You know it was a mistake, Puta, You say a word and you won't stay a virgin"

Marcus was the one who kept the other away from me, whenever someone tried to get close to me; I threatened him, for that he once told the Italians about one of Fernando's drug deals, and told him to get them away from me. And he daren't touch me as well, for that Fernando was keeping me, keeping me for something, or maybe someone that was of a great importance.

"Whatever, I'm going to my room" I walked toward my room, my miserable room, I opened the door and I threw myself at the uncomfortable bed trying to figure out what were they talking about...

Maybe I should pay them a visit tonight.

The evening passed as cliché as ever, Fernando was in Russia for some deals. I took my chance and got out of my room by mid night. I heard chatter down stairs.

Brainless cowards, not doing their job. Good for me.

I walked towards the targeted room, no one was beside it fortunately, I opened it slowly and closed as quietly and fast as possible.