Mafia's Deadly Love

Ready, Set, Go

Marcello's POV

"Please....iii...beg you, sir, please give me the job." her voice trembling, her head down and her self-respect at my feet.

A sight that I wanted to see witness so desperately, the sight that was supposed to provide me satisfaction is not as appealing to me. Why am I not feeling fulfilled?

I have her exactly where I wanted her to be, my original plan couldn't have worked any better than this. Last night after I came back to my headquarters, I was out of ideas, I kept thinking as to how will I get her to surrender herself to me. willingly?

I kept reading her background over and over again, but it seemed like I had hit a wall then it came to me. A question. What is it that she can't afford right now?

MONEY

And if she finds out she owes someone more than she can ever repay, she will do exactly what they want when they want.

I knew she would apologize for everything, after all, she did ruin everything unknowingly but she did. Now all I had to do was to make up some fake lawsuit documents and medical expenses rest would be taken care of by her stupidity.

I also drew up a contract that states that she has to work for me till she pleases but I can confiscate anything and everything I want till the time she pays me back and considering she can never cough up a million dollars, I get to keep everything, that means even the land of the orphanage

Why aren't I happy?

I have saved my throne from my Asshole cousin, I got my revenge, why am I feeling so lost? Like I lost a game of blackjack even though I had the winning hand?

I mask my inner conflicts with a poker face, then I remember, she has already done the mistake of raising her voice at me, I wasn't surprised when she yelled Italian, because Sarah was of Italian origin so it's common sense she must have taught all the children at her orphanage Italian. So take a little revenge for that disrespect, I wanted to show her who she is actually dealing with.

" Beg More, make it sound believable, that's the least you can do, after all, I am saving your kids," I say with no emotion. I have to keep going, this is the final stretch.

"I beg of you sir, please please, please, let me have this job, I will do anything you ask of me, I will never be late, I will give you a chance to complain please sir please, give me this job."

She bows down further and touches her forehead to the tip of my shoe. This caught me off guard and I stood up and took a step back. She remained in the same position.

Looking at her like this broke a piece of my wall, I couldn't believe my eyes, I never thought someone could be this desperate to get something.

I quickly shrug off these thoughts after all she is a lowlife gold digger, she would do anything for money even sleep with me if I told her to. this is nothing compared to what these sl*ts are capable of.

This thought brings back my anger to the surface I lightly tap her head with my shoe "That's enough drama for a day get up"

She slowly gets on her feet eyes still on the floor. She brings herself back to the other side of the table.

"Alright then, now that we have established that you owe me a million dollars, I have come up with a very generous payment plan. I will give you a job but whatever you earn from that you can keep 100% of that, the job will be off the record so you won't have to pay any income tax and you can file for bankruptcy or declare you earn below minimum wage, get benefits from the government as well. But I will confiscate all properties you have under your name, which means that you will sign a document selling me the property for zero dollars, once you have the million dollars you can buy back the property for a million dollars. pretty straightforward stuff."

She hesitates before opening her mouth to say, "I don't have any property in my name ..... I am an orphan, all I had was my caretaker Sarah and she died a couple of days ago, probably little more than that, I don't know who my parents were or are, I don't have anything, if I did I wouldn't be here "

"I see that you still have the nerve to lie straight to my face mouse, let me get this straight here, I know everything about you, what you do, where you go, all the people that you know, and all the people that you don't know, what you have and what you don't have, I know everything. Ti darò un'ultima possibilità di dirmi la verità."

I say to her trying my best to suppress my anger.

This sneaky little b***h is trying to ambush me, but she doesn't know that no one messes with Marcello Accardi.

I press a bell on my desk and in seconds one of my men is in the room with my drink and a file.

he sets the drink down on the table and hands me the file and leaves without a word. My men are highly trained, they exactly know what I want and when. They are not humans, they are my puppets. That is what I will make of Aimee, nothing left of her, I won't stop till I see every last hope disappear from her eyes.

There is not much to break anyways so this is going to be easier than I thought. But there is this one flickering hope in her eyes and I want that.

She is faking this confused look on her face like she doesn't know what I am talking about. She starts caressing a spot on her arm, I did notice that she had a huge spot of blood on her arm, in the shape of my hand. I got shocked when I saw that, I did hold her hand hard, but not hard enough for it to draw blood and so much so fast was impossible, unless she had a wound that wasn't attended to.

She accidentally presses it a little too hard making her silently wince in agony. She bites down on the inside of her lips to avoid any sound coming out of her.

This makes my heart sink, I almost jump out of my seat to examine her arm. I inwardly kick myself a little for not being a little more gentle with her. I balled my fists and pushed down this upheaval of emotions. How is she doing this to me. I cannot seem to wrap my head around these emotions that I haven't felt before.

She is still standing there in silence running her thoughts trying to figure it out when I clear my throat out of impatience,

"Well you have decided you are not going to tell the truth yourself so I stall do the due diligence. According to the city records it shows here that your beloved Sarah had left all her belongings to you which includes the orphanage. That means that you do have a property in your name after all."

She whips her head up so fast and stares at me in utter disbelief.

She starts mumbling to herself, which is completely inaudible, Then she looks at me again as if to figure out if I was bluffing. Then I guess she had a light bulb moment in her brain and then she had a horrific look on her as if she had just seen a monster and wanted to run away as quickly as possible. But it was a little too late for that now.

"I don't know how to put this without making you angry or making you angrier but I need a little time to get my affairs in order, I just now realize I have too many loose ends to take care of, I need 2 days, I promise you in 2 days I will come back to settle this deal. but right now I really need to go. please."

She says it so quickly yet her voice is so low, it's almost like she is squeaking like an actual mouse. The horror on her face and the voice all just makes me want to chuckle at her but I maintain my poker face and think for a minute.

If I do let her leave she has no other choice but to come back, she has nowhere to run, she just can't sell the orphanage, at least not without me noticing and she has too many liabilities, 20 to be exact.

"48 hours, is all you get either you take the offer or come back with a million dollars cash, either way, I want you back here in exactly 48 hours, and if you don't, you best believe I will pay you a visit at your orphanage, and when I do, I won't be my cheerful self, and if you don't like my current cheerful self, you sure as heck won't like me when I am cranky, Capsci?

"Yes Sir"

"Good, and your time starts now."