Heartbreak Hotel • jb( EDITING)

December 31, 1998

I pack the neatly folded papers in my purse as I make my way down the stairs and exit the penthouse. My heels click against the marble floors as I make my way to the rusty elevator.

Ground Floor

I exit out the elevator and walk on the uneven concrete to my car, managing not to even trip as I mastered to walk on New York grounds with heels. I make my way through the busy city to the destination of the property. 15 minutes pass by smoothly as I parallel park the car. I make my way down the street as the smell of the city hits my nostrils. Finally, I release a sigh I hadn't noticed I've been holding. I make my way through the corner seeing filthy rich men around the big property placed in a street full of tourists.

There were many businessmen walking around with documents and discussing with the guy in a red suit, outstanding them all. His small beard that looks like it's just been cut.He smiles as he greets others. I make my way to the small little office that all these men head into, waiting in the seating area to have a chance to talk to the owner who finally walks back into his office closing the wooden door.

"Hello, an appointment for Russo, my father should have made a call regarding me coming to talk to the property owner." I say quietly.

"Uh.. yes Ms.Russo have a seat."

I head to sit in an empty chair realizing there were none, I awkwardly look at the floor and back up walking to stand by the corner. My shoulder comes in contact with a harder shoulder but the small pain that was inflicted leaving almost immediately as the smooth fabric of the blazer rubbed against my upper arm.

"Excuse you." I spit harshly to the stranger who looked at the small magazine resting in his hands,with a coffee cup in the other. He rolls his eyes as he tears his eyes off the paper like if he looked away he would miss the eclipse or something. I study the man's face in a squinting way waiting for an apology that never came.

New Yorkers.

His face looked as if it was sculpted by the gods. Thick brows, with one that arched nicely as he stared at me with an annoyed look. A jawline that could cut things and a pair of dark honey colored eyes that screamed talk to me and I kill you.

"Excuse me you mean? Its fine you're excused." He states rather bluntly as he tries to walk past me with a scoff leaving his pink lips.

"No, excuse you for bumping into me, maybe look where you're walking." I spat.

He arched his brow again, this time giving me his full attention. As he was about to spit something out, I walked past him ignoring anything he had set in his mind to tell me.

I sat down in a chair next to the plants as it seemed someone got up to leave. His eyes burned through me as I still felt them on me. I looked up to see he was directly staring at me with an expressionless face.

He turned around to walk to the receptionist.

"Ms.Russo, you may head in." The lady at the front desk announced.

"Theresa- or Pam which one ever you are, stop the appointments for a second." The man states rudely.

"Its Pam, Mr.Bieber and I would have to notify Mr. Black that you are here before you can walk in." The lady says quietly.

I speed-walked to the front seeing this man won't care that he keeps causing scenes as people stared.

" I had an appointment, you don't get to just walk in here and dictate that you're going to walk in without even waiting." I spat as I fold my arms across my chest.

Instantly his eyes drop to my chest as he stares shamelessly. I put my arms down squinting my eyes at him. How dare he?

"I don't care what you think I'm a big client of his anyways, I know I'll get this property for sure. There's no reason for you to waste your time here." He states.

He shamelessly looks at my chest one more time before bringing his eyes slowly at level with mine.

I was cut off as I assume who was Mr. Black came out his office, his eyes widening at the look of the cocky bastard.

"Justin, a pleasure seeing you here." He says, he looks over confused at my flustered face.

Ignoring his existence, I smile at Mr.Black as I stick my hand out to shake his.

"Hello, Mr.Black I'm Angelina Russo, my father may have called you to let you know I was stopping by to check out the property." I say sweetly.

"Yes, I'm aware come-in." He smiles.

The cocky fuck behind me looked like he could kill. He was angry at the fact someone stood up to him. His eyes screamed rage as he leaned against the wall, looking as if he was plotting my death.

I repeat his name in my head, Justin.

Nice name for a jackass like him, fits perfectly.

We walked to his desk, I took a seat as I place my purse down on the other chair.  Mr.Black started talking once he shut the door to the office.

It was a quarter past nine as we finished the questioning and talking of the property. I exited out the door and thanked Mr.Black.

I started heading to the door as I heard shuffling and muffled talk behind me. I heard the door reopen after I shut it. I walked down nodding my head at the front desk lady.

"Russo ." I heard a raspy voice say from behind.

I turned around and squinted my eyes as I saw that cocky fuck smirk at me as he stalled to me.

I harshly open the door of the office and step out into the streets of the city.I felt his presence as he walks behind me.

"You're wasting your time here if you think you are getting the property, you might as well not show up again." He lets out with a sharp tone.

He  takes a turn down the narrow alley and heads down the corner past me. I froze not knowing how to reply, I carried on my way to my car turning a different corner.

I could still smell his strong cologne as it filled my nostrils.

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