I knocked on the door and waited but there was no reply so I knocked again and again waited but received no reply, I was pretty tired of waiting so I turned the handle, the door wasn’t locked so it opened straight away, I however really really wished they had locked the door because I didn’t walk in to a pretty sight, the sexist jerk and some chick were doing it in the middle of what I can suppose is his office.
I quickly turn around and am about to walk out when I heard,
“You are the American b***h aren’t you.” Said the girl her, her voice with an annoying squeak to it.
“Yep that’s me.” I answered but and then without waiting for anything else I left closing the door tightly behind me.
“He’s busy.” I say to the guy Carlo who is still walking around doing god knows what.
“Most likely Mariana.” Carlo said, the name sounded familiar and then I remembered that the man who drove me here told me to stay clear from.
“Do you like her?” I asked after seeing the light look of hate in his face.
“I don’t think many do.” He answered and gave me a sympathetic smile.
“Hey you seem cool will you help me out with a couple of questions I’ve got, I swear it won’t take long?” I asked and he nods then directing me to a living room kinda thing.
I sat down and Carlo sat down too and then looked at me waiting for the questions to begin.
“First what’s you boss called?” I asked as much as I enjoy it I can’t keep calling him sexist jerk.
“Rafael Romano.” He answered.
“What’s his age?” I ask.
“21.” He answered.
“What’s your job in the mafia?” I asked as I’m curious.
“Right hand man.” He answered proudly.
“Lastly since Rafael seems to be busy and so who is supposed to train me?” The only thing I’m truly concerned about.
“Well about that I’m not quite sure Mr Romano has yet to discuss his plans.” He answered and I nodded in understanding.
“Alright thank you for your help you seem really nice, I hope we can get along.” I say and then walk out and stop for a second wondering what I’m going to do.
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It has been 2 weeks since I’ve been here and I have to say that... I f*****g hate it.
My cars are still to arrive, the girl Mariana has been doing my head in because I refused to be her friend and she can’t take a no and has to annoy the f**k out of me and be a f*****g b***h and let’s not forget Rafael Romano who ignores me while training, won’t answer any of my questions and I have learnt s**t from.
I don’t think I have hated a place more than this before.
I was really refusing to get out of bed because I was sure my day would be just as shitty today as it’s been the past two weeks.
I think that the only two things that are okay in this place are the food and Carlo who turned out to be a really nice friend.
I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of leggings a t shirt and my air forces.
After being completely ready I get out of my room to notice how some people are outside looking at something, curiosity takes over me and my nosy self goes through the crowd to notice that my 19 race cars perfectly parked outside the warehouse.
Without saying anything i run up the stairs to my room as fast as possible got my keys to the cars and ran back down and clicked the keys to my favourite car, the license plates to all my cars are custom made and my favourite car says ‘OHSHIT’
I get into my car and put my hands on the wheel missing how it felt being in a race car.
I see Rafael looking at me and my cars and giving me and my babies dirty looks which I don’t understand since my dad said that they were fine with the cars coming.
I notice Carlo coming up to me and saying,
“Nice collection.”
“Thank you, I love them all, I wanna extend my collection but a lot of time goes into these babies as I have to make sure everything about them is perfect and made to my specifications so it’s hard to find time to get more.” I say proudly and look at Carlo who is looking at me amused.
“I’m na try out the race track do you wanna come?” I asked and he nodded and then got into my car, he got real moody when I said he couldn’t drive my cars though, it was funny, I would never allow anyone but me drive these cars, they have lots of power and I wouldn’t risk someone crashing them because they can’t deal with the horse power in these babies.