"Do you know the purpose of the meeting today?" Naomi asked as smoothed down the black, off the shoulder dress that stopped mid thigh. It was tight, but that's exactly the way she liked it.
"No idea, but Angelo is only trusting you and Lorenzo to accompany him, so it must be something serious." Diana replied, flipping carelessly through a magazine with her long legs crossed over each other. "He wants you to escort the guest in this time, not Lorenzo. You know how that went last time."
"You don't have to remind me. I was the one who found a skull fragment in the potted plant, days later. He really does need therapy, you know that right?" Naomi asked, turning over her shoulder to look at the girlfriend of the man in question.
Diana didn't reply, just waved her hand around before resuming back to her magazine causing Naomi to sigh as she slid on her Black red bottoms. "Don't fuck up my room, and if you do, clean it up or I'll beat your ass." Naomi gave her a serious look as she picked up her clutch.
"Aye Aye Captain!"
Naomi stood at the door, staring absentmindedly out the window next to it. Her thoughts tracing back to the week before.
"You knew my job before we started dating, Jacob. " Naomi sighed as she ran her fingers as far as her thick curls would allow her. "You're being ridiculous. This is my only source of income."
"Yes, Naomi. Pick being a fucking criminal as your only source of income." Jacob sarcastically snarled as he paced around the room. "This shit is dangerous, and that fucking boss of yours? A psychopath. Either you quit that fucking hell hole or we're done. It's only a matter of time before you become a psycho like him, unless you already are one."
Naomi couldn't believe her ears, he didn't say anything when her so called "psychotic" boss paid for their vacations to anywhere they wanted.
"Then leave." Naomi said coldly as she glared at him. "I'm not discussing this with you any further, you have a 30 minute time limit to secure a ride, pack your things, and get the hell out of my house before I show you how much of a psycho I can be."
Jacob stared shocked at her as she walked past him, bumping into him on purpose before pausing at the archway into the hallway. "Another thing, keep your mouth shut about me and what I do."
"Or I'll find you." Naomi turned her head to make eye contact with Jacob, not needing to vocally discuss what exactly that entailed as she watched the color drain from his face.
Jacob...Her boyfriend of six months that had her feel like maybe she didn't have to let her job effect everything in her life. But as usual, she was wrong.
Her job did and will always effect everything.
Her thoughts were interrupted at the sound of heavy foot steps behind her. She felt a finger twirling her hair around. "Lorenzo, you have three seconds to get your finger out of my hair before I curb stomp you."
"How many seconds do I have?"
Naomi froze up as the sound of Angelo made its way into her ears. She turned her head to make eye contact with his warm green gaze. She felt herself smile a bit before composing her self, breaking their eye contact. She noticed Angelos smile drop as she didn't return the playful gesture.
Angelo Romano, Boss of the most ruthless Mafia Family on the East coast. Standing at 6'5 and a build of a professional boxer, even without his title, he was someone that made people cower as he walked past. However, his name made people cower in rooms on the complete opposite side of the world. Recently shared a kiss in the heat of the moment and she found herself distancing herself from him ever since.
