Davoli's Proposal

Just Business

-It's not what I meant. I say

-I know, but my house is empty and I could get you a set o clean clothes. He says as he gestures to my ruined t-shirt and jeans.

-Fine , let's just go. I say looking again at the body on the floor as we exit the booth going through the hall to the back exit.

A car is waiting as we jump in the back seat Ares opening the door for me.

Soon we arrive at a big manor. Classy i say to myself.

The gates open and we stop in front of the main entrance . Ares gets out first and holds his hands for me to take. I take the hand and let go immediately as I step out of the car.

He leads me inside, in the living room.

He pours himself and me a glass of whisky as he gestures me to sit on the couch. As he exits the room and comes back with a set o clothes.

-Nice home you got. I blurt out. As I take the clothes from him and go behind the couch to change.

-It's ok, it get's a little bit lonely but for the next year it should get more homely. He says as he watches me change. It's no point of showing shame at this point as smack myself internally as I remembered this part of our agreement. I have to stay here,a year. So I guess him seeing me naked won't be something unusual in the next months.

-Yeah, maybe. I say emotionless

-You are not happy with your choice? He asks as he watches me getting back on the couch.

-I didn't have a choice. I say a bit angrily.

-Yes you had, but the other choice wouldn't be as good for you as this one. He says.

-Why did you trust me that I choose this "choice"? I ask curiously

-I didn't trust you, I hoped you choose this . And if you didn't choose this I would have to kill you and that would be a shame because you are very smart and it would be a loss. He say truthfully.

-Oh, so if I chose to rat you, you would kill me?

-Yes. he says stern.

-And you say you are not a monster. I spat

-Someone's angry, he says smirking.

-I should be happy? I ask sarcastically

-You should . You get to live with me, well to live in general. And you can catch some bad guys on the way. He winks at me.

-But I don't get to catch you . I say bluntly.

-Ahh, that's the problem. You want to catch me. The biggest catch for FBI, but I don't get caught that easy.

-I know, that's why I accepted this. I can wait a year to catch you.After this you'll be in jail. I say

-You won't do that, you will get to the point where you won't want to leave me. He says and I look at him with disgust.

-That would never happen. I say angry.

-You'll see. He has so much confidence in what he spoke.

-Fine, it's no point of arguing that now. I say as I hand him my empty glass only for him to refill it.

-I think I had enough to drink. I say putting the glass on the table.

-Just relax, I won't get advantage on you. As I say I'm not a monster.

-Yes you are, but I hope you speak the truth about this.

-I never lie, darling. Ever. He says and I sense a little bit of anger in his voice. He is mad? For questioning his words? He is a mafia leather of course he lies on every occasion. Why he would be mad at me for questioning him?

-You are mad? I ask

-No. He simply says

-You are mad, omg, for me assuming that you are lying?

-No. He says again.

-Of course I'll be questioning a mafia leader for lying. And why would you even care for my opinion ?

-For your surprise , I do care . He paused then continued ,I like the people I work to trust me. He says

-So this is a business for you? Manipulating me and changing my life for a year is just business.I spat angrily.

I'm not afraid of him anymore. If I got to die, I die. That's it.

-Don't be like that , It's a win-win situation for me,and for you.

-How's a win for me? I ask anger still present in my voice

-You catch some bad guys. And get to live luxury life for a year.

- You didn't think about my feeling in that , didn't you? Of course you didn't think of my feelings because you have none. I say angry

He puts his hand at the back of his head and rubbing nervously.

-That's true, I don't do feelings , so I really don't think at others people feelings. He says. And I look at him in disbelief.

-Oh, I understand, so if I'm feeling miserable here, you won't care.

-You are wrong. I don't want you to feel miserable . I would make it as pleasant as I could for you.

-Ok. I think I can go home now. I say thinking I had enough.

-Why won't you stay the night?. I'll put your clothes to the washer so you could leave with your clothes. It could be good for you to get familiar with the house.

-Fine. I say, giving up .I already choose this. My life is screwed and it's no point of denying.