Dangerous Love | HIATUS

Chapter 4.

     Over the next week I worked with Diego on a plan to get rid of the Russians. I won't admit this out loud but Diego isn't that bad. It also helps that he's attractive but this is strictly business. He seems to really want my help which is odd because he is in control of the Cubans somehow so I'm confused but whatever. I've even caught him hitting on me a few times, I mean I think I'm pretty but definitely not super gorgeous like a model. I have basic dark brown hair and blue eyes. (which are super gorgeous btw)

Suddenly I felt hands grab my sides and I screamed. Hearing the familiar laugh of a certain asshole I turn around.

"Really Diego. That wasn't funny." "Uh, yes it was. You screamed like a girl." I rolled my eyes at him. "That's because I am idiota." He laughed before becoming serious. "Our men are in position at their warehouse. If your people mess this up Mia, I will put a bullet through Hannah's head. I mean she is one of your best fighters and your best friend. " This frightened me. "So not Gabe anymore." I question "No, not for this at least."

     "Well as nice as this has been, I have a meeting with the head of my mafia in Italy so we can talk later." "Wait Mia, your mafia? Also I need your number so I can keep you updated." Doesn't he understand I have to be somewhere important. Somewhere that he isn't, thank God because he's getting on my last nerve. "To answer your question, yes my mafia because I'm in charge, even if I'm on the other side of the world." I paused considering my next statement. "My number is (515) 808-2362. Only contact me for emergencies." "Fine, bye Mia."
I only nod in response before turning around and leaving the meeting room.

     I enter my office and slam the door. I was on my period so that's probably why my emotions were all over the place but I don't care. I facetimed Angie who picked up but wasn't paying attention. "Luigi posò con cura quella cassa."I heard a crash then some cursing. "Ho detto con gratitudine idiots."
(Luigi put that crate down carefully. I said carefully, idiot.)

"Ang, focus. I need five minutes of your time. Now I need to know what's going on over in Italy." She nods "We have been gathering as much intel on the Russians as possible and we have narrowed it down to seven possible base locations which I'm sending over now. We also learned that their top export is fire arms." "Good to know Angie. Check out the possible base locations but do not engage." "Got it boss." "Good." I respond then hang up. The sooner we find the Russians, the sooner I can get rid of Diego.

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     Hours later after work and training I get a call from an unknown number.

     "Hello" I say. "Hola perciosa." "What does perciosa mean Diego?" "It means uh... stupid?" "Right" I roll my eyes not believing him for one second. I speak English, Italian, and Spanish which he doesn't need to know. "Why'd you call me Diego? Is it important?" He scoffs. "I'm hungry and we need to talk business so I'm taking you out to dinner." "Bu-" I begin to protest before Diego cuts me off. "Great! I'll pick you up at seven dress nice." He then hangs up.

     I check my phone, 5:57 pm. That gives me an hour to get ready, besides do I even want to go? Nah it can't be that bad. I rush outside before hopping in my bmw. I drive home before checking my phone again, 6:17 pm. I hop in the shower and shave everywhere before curling my hair and turning to my makeup. I apply a bit of concealer, bronzer, blush, and highlighter before deciding on my eye look. I do a simple brown smoky eye before adding liner, mascara,  and lashes. I pop on a nude gloss before walking to my closet. After some contemplation I decide on a royal blue dress which has a deep v neck and ends mid thigh. I pair it with some jewelry, heels, and a clutch when I hear a honk outside.
I hurry downstairs before throwing the door open

     Diego stands on my porch with a single white rose before grabbing my hand and leading me to his matte black lamborghini. He's got good taste. He opens my door before going over to his side and driving off.

The car ride is silent, but not too awkward. Before I know it we are pulling up to a fancy Italian restaurant, how ironic. Diego hops out and opens my door for me. I smile before grabbing his arm and walking in. He struts right up to the server.

"Reservation under Rodriguez." The server is startled and as she looks up her eyes widen and she seems frightened.

     "Table for two right this way sir." She scurries off with Diego and I following after her. We're seated at a booth in the corner, secluded from others.

     A waitress walks up. Typical honestly, walking with her back so curved she's gonna get scoliosis. Flat ass, small boobs, trying to seduce Diego no doubt.

     "Hi my name is Brittany and I'll be your waitress for tonight. What can I get you sexy?" "I'll have a water to drink and bruschetta to eat." I reply. The look this bitch gave me. I knew she wasn't talking to me but I figured her reaction would be funny.

     "Um I wasn't talking to you." She rolls her eyes before turning to Diego and the both of us have to hold our laughter in.

     "Hey Mia can you order because I don't really know what everything is on here?" "Sure." I glance at the menu before turning to Brittany. "He'll have the pasta carbonara and a water."

     "Ugh fine." She growls before walking to the kitchen.

As soon as she walks away Diego and I bust out laughing. It took us a few minutes to calm down but as soon as we looked at each other we started laughing. Five minutes later our drinks had come and we were calmed down.

     Diego grins at me. He looks pretty hot when he smirks but I'm definitely not telling him that. "That was really funny but it's time to talk business."

     Thanks to everyone who had read this far. Vote if I should continue. Also if you need something to do watch the show 'the outer banks' on netflix it's soooo good🤍 (1113
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