Mafia Collateral: A Deal With The Devil

Agreement

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Olivia

"Fine, I'll come with you." I huff in annoyance fighting the urge to stand up and go off on this asshole but then I remember who he is and what my cousin said about him killing me with his bare hands and I don't put it passed him. So I gave in and choose not to fight him on it. I wouldn't win anyways, not against him.

How in the hell am I going to explain to my father that I agreed to move into The Mafia monsters house? Or 'headquarters' whatever the hell that means. Simple, I don't because there is no way in hell he will let me leave if I tell him the truth. He will die before he lets that happen. The image of my dad being hurt is enough to get me to do anything to prevent it from happening.

"Wise decision. I'll give you until tomorrow to gather your things."

"What am I supposed to tell my dad? It's going to be suspicious when I tell him I'm moving out and can't tell him where." I counter and he thinks before he answers, remaining calm processing what I had just asked.

"That you got an apartment in the city."

"He is going to want to see it. I know my dad, he isn't going to just watch me leave. He is going to want to help me move, to see where I live, to visit me. Normal dad shit." I throw my hands in the air exasperatedly but I don't miss seeing him tense up at the mention of the word dad. Why? I don't know....or even care.

"I will get you an apartment and as for the rent during the duration of your contract, consider it a gift for agreeing to work with me. He can help you move into the apartment and when he wants to visit I'll arrange for you to be there." He rubs his chin which is lined with neatly trimmed facial hair. Sure the man is attractive with his tousled but neat dark brown almost black hair and his piercing brown eyes the same eyes that make me want to piss myself when he glares at me. He is broad and even under his expensive name brand suit which fits him perfectly but it is tight on his arms no doubt from the muscles protruding underneath the fabric. I can tell he is physically fit, his frame and muscles are all the proof that I need to confirm it.

"You've thought of everything, haven't you?" I snap sarcastically not liking this idea one bit but I'll do anything to keep my father safe from this man, this monster in front of me. A twinkle of amusement dances in his eyes before they harden once again.

"I always do." His arrogance is rolling off of him in waves and crashing into me. The distance between us is suffocating. His masculine scent of expensive woodsy cologne mixed with sandalwood and pine, an intoxicating smell. If I wasn't terrified of him I'd actually enjoy his scent and the closeness between us because I'm a woman no doubt and he is attractive, but I don't. I want to be as far away from him as I possibly can and even that wouldn't be far enough.

"You can have the rest of the day off to pack. I'll get the apartment squared away and I'll send you an email with the information and in the morning I'll meet you there to unlock the apartment so you can move your things in." I resist the urge to roll my eyes at him, I feel my attitude fighting to take over but I can't, my fathers safety is in question and I won't risk it.

"Okay." I jump to my feet and put some distance between us. I don't turn to look back I bolt out of the door to his office needing to get out of there and fast. I run to the front desk and grab my phone and purse and jump in my car deciding to call my dad and tell him over the phone that I'm moving out because this is not a conversation I can have in person. If I face him and tell him I'll fall apart and tell him the truth and then put him in danger and I refuse to do that even if I'm going on a suicidal mission agreeing to move in with the devil.

"Hey Livy Lou, you okay?" My dads concerned voice fills the speakers of my car.

"Oh yeah, I'm okay. I'm better than okay. I actually found an apartment today. I move in tomorrow." I rip the bandaid off getting it over with as soon as possible before I chicken out.

"That fast? You don't have to move out Liv." My dads voice cracks and I press my eyes shut fighting back tears.

"The tenants ended their lease sooner than they expected and the apartment became available. I had to take it or else I'd get moved to the end of the waiting list. It's in the city so I'll be close and you can visit and I'll still come to every family dinner, I promise." I tried to make it appealing as if that would help, as long as it eased his nerves I'd be okay.

"Oh." His voice trails off. I know he is upset and I hate that. I hate Mr. Marino for putting me in this situation in the first place just because my dad is the police chief doesn't mean I know shit about the undercover operations with the mafia in fact that's the exact reason I don't know anything because me knowing would put me in danger.

"Can I at least help you move pumpkin?" I wipe the tears that fall from the corners of my eyes.

"I would be upset if you didn't." I laugh knowing he would want to help me move.

"Okay. As long as you're happy. I'm holding you to your promises of me visiting and your attendance to family dinners."

"Deal." I hang up the phone before wiping my tears. I look out my window and there frozen across the lot is Mr. Marino looking with a concerned look on his face and I do something I probably shouldn't, I flip him off before driving off noticing the anger and amusement in his eyes.