Emerald

22. Phone Number

" yes thank you so much," I replied as I kept the phone down.

" Suzzy can you check with Jonathan about the photographs. I have been waiting for them forever! " I exclaimed as I signed picking up my pen that rolled down from my workstation

The intercom rang again as I picked the receiver and placed it near my ear.

" jade where is the Cotton fabric?" Marcia asked nonchalantly

" Marcia! The fabric is on the right side of the draw! All you have to do is just pull the drawer and get the material out!!!" I shouted as I could mentally see her winced

" Jesus woman! Calm down It's just a photoshoot! Stop stressing!" She finished as she kept the phone down and I huffed

I cleared my table as soon as the models came in wearing the new collection of the wedding dress, that we had specifically laid out for some models.

" Alright Jessica, I was a fierce but subtle look! Jamie, I want you to give me a sexy but indulging look! Lucia, I want a sweet but dominant vibe. " Marco the photographer said as I watched the models nod their heads in agreement

My intercom buzzed as I picked it up, yet again.

" Marcia I swear to god I will kill you! The fabric is in the bloody drawer! " I growled

" I'm not sure about Marcia but you definitely would scare my driver" a deep voice spoke as I gasped in surprise.

" Nicholas? What? How did you?" I was in shock as to how he got my office number.

" you never really replied to my message you know." He said casually as I glanced at Johnathan who was giving me a look.

" you never really gave me the time," I answered sassily

" for that, I'd need your number." He replied as I thought for a while that cheeky bastard.

" you said your a 'mafia leader' why don't you find my phone number and give me a call. If you do so, then I'll come for lunch with you." I told him

" till then don't disturb me, Nicholas I'm very busy. Goodbye." I said as I kept the phone down.

The moment I turned I was faced by a smirking Marcia who had a Cheshire Cat look gracing her features. That enough to let an uncomfortable feeling settle in my stomachs.

"you're such an old school player." She replied as I rubbed my temples and signed in defeat.

" how much did you hear? " I asked her sheepishly

" babygirl... I heard all of it." She replied as she placed the Italian fabric on my table.

I smacked my head in embarrassment as I looked up at a confused looking Jonathan who was still waiting for the makeup brush which was on my table.

" Jade! Get your ass over here! " Mark shrieked As I groaned.

It was a long day I was so grateful that I was let out of the shoot early. I took a glance at my phone as I checked the time

Thursday, 24 April

5:35 pm

It had been almost four hours since I had the last call from Nicholas. I signed in victory he didn't get my phone number! Ha!

Just in time, my phone buzzed as the caller ID flashed through my screen.

Unknown caller

Just my luck.

" Hello?" I said as I looked ahead at the stop sign in front of me.

" instead of lunch how about a dinner date?" Nicholas said as his voice boomed through the phone.

" dinner date?! The deal was for lunch! And it wasn't even a date. It was simply lunch." I declared as I crossed the road.

" you said if I'd get your phone number you'd agree to go out with me." He stated cooly as I internal smacked my head.

" uh, how about tomorrow? " I asked but all I got was the clicks of his tongue

" tsk tsk tsk, no can do emerald. I'm going out tomorrow for business" he said as I carefully walked towards the end of the road and took a sharp right.

" by a business you mean murder?" I asked him in all seriousness.

" No by business I mean. Business." He simply stated as I chuckled

Hardshell

'' What your planning or bankrupting a casino? '' I responded as he signed.

'' You take me for granted emerald.''

'' Stop stealing my lines! '' I gasped in response

'' Do you think I'm interested in those old hags and their bullshit money? '' He stated

'' Isn't that what all the Mafia men do?'' I asked him as I stepped aside from a pothole.

'' Not me, my standards are too high for that.'' He replied cockily.

'' Cocky much? '' I said as he chuckled and replied

'' No, I know my worth much more than most men do.'' the confidence radiating out of him, gives me a delicious chill.

" you look nice in those blue jeans by the way." He said as I stopped walking as I turned around to find nothing but people passing by me as my eyes tried to search his familiar face in this crowd filled with different personalities, but I was looking for the dark devil in disguise.

" turned left emerald." I was greeted by a ravishingly looking Italian mafia leader who was casually leaning by the lamp post smoking his regular black cigar.

I relished his appearance he wore a black shirt and black jeans Rolex on his wrist and those clean white footwear. Damn even I dont have shoes that neat as his.

I stood firm in my spot, expecting him to make the first move. But he too endured still in his position with the phone pressed to his ear and fumes of smoke seeping out from his corrupt lips. With the phone call still not cut, I could hear his intake of the dainty addiction stick as he inhales and exhaled through the phone.

''Scared to cross the road, kitty?'' I boldly said as I stuffed my hands into my jean pockets. His whole demeanour changed he was no longer leaning against the lamp post preferably he crossed the road without breaking eye contact with me. He didn't bother to look left or right what feared me the most was how he was charging towards me with sturdy strides.

In a few seconds, he was in front of me glancing at the attire that I wore today for work. He licked his dry lips as he made them wet and pressed his palm towards the lamp post on my right as he said.

'' Depends, If you let me bite.''