Debt to the Mafia Prince

Chapter 7

—MICHELE—

I’ve been working all day on finding Alexandra’s sister. I’ve researched the school in the picture and looked her up on social media. I was beginning to get an idea of the type of person she was, I even knew her name - Danielle Morrison. 

She is 16 years old and she is well liked in school; she seemed to be fairly popular. However, I wasn’t getting the stuck up bitchy vibe that most teenage girls give when they are popular in school, she seemed quite... delicate. 

Something about her reminded me of Amelia which made me feel hesitant about bringing her here. I’ve only caused Amelia trouble since taking her from her father and now she is one of Ezio’s play things and it’s my fault. Danielle is a lot younger than her and I don’t want to risk her safety or ruin her childhood.

“Boss?” Mario distracted me from my thoughts. 

He has been recovering for the past two and a half weeks and he’s starting to move around a lot easier. His wounds are healing and Mario being Mario, he won’t sit and do nothing. He went out on daily patrol around the area to try and ease himself back into normality. He walked in with a concerned look on his face which wasn’t like him, he’s always been the one to make a joke; even when it isn’t appropriate. 

“What up Mario?” I asked turning my attention away from the laptop screen. Mario glanced down at his hand and sighed.

“We found this on the side of the road near the old motel” he explained and moved towards the desk to place a broken phone down in front of me. 

My eyes widened when I recognised the turquoise case and I gritted my teeth. It was Amelia’s phone that I had bought her. The screen was cracked and parts of it was missing from the extensive damage. It looked like it was broken with a large amount of force. 

“Thank you” I bluntly replied, staring at the phone. Mario pressed his lips together and sat down on the chair opposite me. 

“Boss, this doesn’t mean anything. She’s probably fine and they might have been covering their tracks so that she wasn’t traced” Mario tried to reassure me. 

“She’s stronger than you think and Ezio will pay for this”. I smiled at him and nodded. 

“I know, I’m just struggling to contain my anger” I groaned. Mario smirked to himself and sniggered.

“You never know, Ezio might get sick of her stubbornness and let her go” he joked, trying to make the situation less tense. I smiled at the image of her refusing to obey Ezio’s orders and him getting stressed out. She was very confident in herself and has a lot of self respect. 

“Don’t worry boss” Mario finished and got up to leave, groaning at the sudden movement in his ribs. 

“Mario!” I called out and he turned to me.

“How’s Ricco doing?” I asked. Mario raised one side of his mouth and sighed. 

“He’s doing better but he’s still quite weak. He should recover over the next few weeks. Karmelo has been checking up on him daily and is happy with his progress” he informed me and I grinned. 

“Good”. 

6:52pm. Elena is going to be here soon so I went to change into one of my suits. She seemed to be more attracted to me when I wear something a little more formal. I need to look irresistible if I was going to get any information out of her. I also wanted to make sure she felt comfortable so I decided to have our meeting in the living room. 

Standing in front of the mirror in my room, I straightened my navy suit jacket and brushed off any fluff that was stuck to the fabric. I rubbed some wax into my hand and ran it through my hair, sweeping it back and to the side slightly. I wanted to have the sexy smart vibe, not the job interview look. 

“Boss? Elena is here” one of the men called from behind my bedroom door. I walked over and opened it. 

“Take her into the living and get her a drink, I will be down in a minute” I instructed Gino who was standing there, before strolling back over to the mirror. 

I inspected my outfit for any imperfections and then reached for my cologne which was on the dresser. The key to controlling women through arousal is to always smell irresistible, my scent has always been complimented by different females I have been in contact with. I washed my hands and headed down to  the living room. 

Sitting on the sofa holding a martini was Elena. Her long brunette hair was pinned to one side flashing her bare neck. Her pale pink dress was short and very revealing. It was strapless and crossed below her breast line, showing off her toned stomach and then weaves into the bottom half of the dress. It stopped just above her knees and hugged her thighs tightly. Her high platformed heels elongated her legs which were crossed over each other. Her thick lips glistened in the light with a pale lipgloss and she was decorated in expensive jewellery. 

I made my way into the room and grabbed a glass from the drinks table on the side. She noticed me when I began to pour myself a whisky and she grinned. I could already feel her excitement from the way her body language switched from being relaxed to suddenly tensed. I turned to her and flashed my seductive grin before taking a sip from the glass.

“Good evening Elena” I greeted her. She spun her body round to face me and narrowed her gaze as she checked me out. 

“Michele, don’t you look delicious” she flirted. I leant against the surface of the table and glanced at her legs. 

“I could say the same to you” I returned and she giggled. 

I gave my men a signal to leave us alone. Once they shut the door behind them, I made my way over to the arm chair next to the sofa she was sitting on. She devoured me with her eyes as moved past her and sat down. I cleared my throat and placed the glass of whisky on the coffee table in front of us. 

“So is this a business meeting?” She grinned and then sipped from her glass.

“Or is it pleasure you’re after?”. Her teeth stroked across her bottom lip which usually sets me off. However, ever since seeing Amelia do it, it wasn’t the same when other women did. I had to try and act aroused so I raised one of my brows and sat forward. 

“Maybe a bit of both, depending on how helpful you are with the business side of things” I explained softly. She hummed at me suspiciously and sat back in her chair. 

“How can I help?” She asked. 

“I need to know where Ezio is hiding” I bluntly said and she sniggered. 

“Don’t beat around the bush Micky, whatever you do” she joked sarcastically and then placed her glass on the table. 

“Oh you know me Elena, I’m not one to waste time” I said in a low tone. She thought to herself for a moment and then uncrossed her legs. She stood up and began pacing around the room, admiring different pictures and ornaments. 

“Well, unfortunately Micky, that’s a very dangerous subject to be talking about. Especially to someone who he is trying to hide from” she smugly replied. I could feel myself becoming more and more impatient as she wasted time with her petty comments. I needed to remain calm and play this out so that she trusts me enough to confide in me. 

“I’m sure you can be persuaded” I said, taking out an envelope of money and placing it onto the coffee table. She turned to me with her brows raised and then crept over to check it. Her eyes flicked up to me after she had counted it and grinned before slapping it back onto the table. 

“That’s a start”. I squeezed the arm of the chair with frustration and tried to control my emotions. 

“A start?” I questioned her. She walked over to me and stopped with her knees brushing against mine. Elegantly, she placed herself onto my lap and crossed her legs. 

“I’ll take the money as a bribe...” she paused, leaning down to my neck and biting my ear lobe. 

“...I’ll have you for a reward” she moaned in my ear and stroked her hand up my groin. 

I strangely felt uncomfortable with idea of having s*x with Elena, which is completely out of character for me, I love f*****g women. But since I’ve had s*x with Amelia, it felt wrong to touch someone else sexually. 

“Wouldn’t you be interested in one of my guys?” I tried to persuade her but she started to kiss at my neck. 

“voglio te (I want you)” she whispered in my ear.