Later at night Aurora and I go out for dinner to make up for our missed lunch date. We just ordered and are waiting for our food while chatting.
“What took you so long when you went to Stefano’s office. I didn’t get to ask you about it when you came back because of the pile of work I had on my plate,” Aurora says, and takes a sip of her wine.
“He was on a call, I had to wait for him to finish before I could drop the documents and leave.”
“Thank God, I was worried he had a problem with the work you did.”
“No, he did not.”
“Good, speak of the devil.”
“What do you mean?”
“Stefano is here,” Aurora says, raising her hand to call someone behind me.
I turn around and behold; he is here. He looks a little different from a few hours ago. His tie is nowhere to be seen, and his white shirt has two buttons undone. His hair looks a little rough, and you can tell he has put his hand through it a lot today. He seems a little exhausted, but still ravishing as ever. He walks over to our table with someone by his side.
“Hi, Aurora,” he says.
“Hey, Stefano, how are you?”
“I am good, and you, Sis?”
“A bit tired from work but I am sure you know that. This is my friend Andrea” Aurora says, introducing me.
“I know who she is, I am sure you remember David,” he says, barely glancing at me.
“Of course, I do, are you already done eating, or you just get here?” Aurora asks.
“We just arrived”
“Great, why don’t you join us? We just ordered our food.”
“I don’t think that will be necessary, Aurora.”
“I insist, it would be nice to have more people to talk to while we eat. don’t you think so, Andrea”
“Sure, why not,” I say, not really caring if he joins us or not, as he’s already acting like I don’t exist.
“It is not a bad idea,” David says to Stefano.
“Alright, I guess we could all eat together,” Stefano says sounding unhappy to be joining us.
“Great, David, why don’t you join me here while Stefano sits beside Andrea,” Aurora says, directing David to a seat beside her.
“Ok, sure,” David says, walking over to the seat beside her while Stefano sits beside me.
“Good, I will call the waiter so you guys can order your food,” Aurora says, drawing the waiter’s attention to our table.
They both order their food before Aurora engages us in a conversation.
“So, Stefano Andrea was just telling me how you were pleased with the work she did earlier. Did you know she has a Master’s in Business Management? She would have been an excellent secretary; too bad she does not live in Sicily.”
“I did not say so and I doubt she would be good for the job.”
“Why would you say that?” I am a little offended by his words
“Because I have a feeling you would be a terrible secretary.”
“Excuse me, how would you know if I will be good or bad at the job.”
“Given the way you behaved earlier in my office, it’s enough for me to know you would be horrible.”
“How did I behave in your office,” I say trying to recall if I did anything wrong earlier in his office.
“I asked you to do things a secretary is supposed to do earlier in my office, and you refused because you are friends with Aurora.”
Stefano was rude to me earlier today, even if I were his secretary, that wouldn’t have been any way to speak to me. I can’t believe he is saying I would be a terrible secretary when I have never worked for him before.
“I refused to do them because I am not your secretary, not because I am friends with Aurora.”
“Whatever, you still failed to impress me, with the chance you had.”
“I was not trying to impress you and I would not be your secretary even if you begged me,” I say, starting to feel frustrated with our argument.
“I don’t want you to.”
“I think that’s enough, both of you. Why don’t we all talk about something else?” Aurora says.
“Yeah, I think we should leave work out of the topics to talk about while we eat,” David says as the waiters serves our food.
“I guess we should,” I say, digging into my food, trying to forget our argument.
The next day I woke up a little tired from all the work I helped Aurora with at her office. I just stepped out of the shower and I plan to go to a spa for a massage. I am about to put on my clothes when a knock comes at my door. I tie my bathrobe back and walk over to the door to find out who it is. I am guessing it’s one of my family members, but I am wrong. The person I see at the door is not someone I would have ever imagined being here.
“Where is the document?” Stefano says.
“What?”
“The documents, and could you hurry? I have a meeting to attend with those documents.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask confused.
“God! Excuse me, you are wasting my time,” he says, walking into my bedroom.
“Excuse me, what are you doing? You can’t just barge into my room like this,” I say, annoyed with his behaviour.
He looks around for something before finally speaking again
“Where is the document Aurora asked you to give me?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“The document she just spoke to you on the phone about,” he says, looking at me like I am crazy for not knowing what he is talking about.
“I haven’t spoken to Aurora today; I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“She must have called you.”
“I just stepped out of the shower; I haven’t received any calls from her. Let me call her and find out why you look like you want to kill me if I do not provide whatever document, you are looking for,” I say, picking up my phone to dial Aurora’s number. I unlock my phone and see that I have a few missed calls from her and a voicemail. She must have called while I was showering. The phone rings for a few seconds before she finally answers.
“Hi Aurora, how are you?” I say, once she answers.
“I am good. Did you get my voicemail?”
“I haven’t listened to it yet; but Stefano is here requesting for some documents. Do you know what he is talking about?”
“Yes, I do, that is actually why I have been calling. I can’t find the document you helped me proofread yesterday for the Chicago deal. I asked Stefano to swing by your place and find out if you had it with you.”
“I don’t have it with me, why would I take it out of your office? I left it there yesterday.”
“I guessed as much, but I can’t find it.”
“Wow, I didn’t take it out of your office. Maybe I should come over and help you look for it.”
“That wouldn’t be a bad idea,”
“Alright, I will be there soon,” I say hanging up the phone.
“Get dressed, we don’t have enough time,” he says once I hang up the phone
“I know, why don’t you wait for me outside.”
“Make it quick,” he says, walking out of my room.
I shake my head at his arrogant attitude and walk to my little closet to get dressed. I quickly change into a turtleneck sweater, ripped Levis, tan suede boots and a beige satchel handbag. I walk outside to join Stefano so we could go to the office.
I pray dearly for my life the whole ride to the office; Stefano does not seem to care about his life with these driving skills. Once we reach the office, I don’t waste any time and take the elevator straight to Aurora’s office. I find her looking through her office drawers as I step in. I walk over to her and show her where I remember putting the documents, luckily for us, it’s still there. I hand it over to her and say goodbye because she has a meeting to attend.
Stefano’s behavior earlier was totally unnecessary. He could clearly tell I was confused about what he was talking about but he refused to reason with me and explain. Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with his brain. He is such an attractive man, but so rude. I don’t even remember what I saw in him years ago. He’s still the same arrogant man I knew years ago.
I am on my way home after a long day at the office. My family and I got back from Sicily a few days ago. Once we got back, I decided to start working at my dad’s company. Helping Aurora at her office the other day reminded me how much I love my career. I finished my master’s a year ago and decided to take a break before working. I am not working for the mafia business but I am working for the one we use to deceive the government where all our money comes from. My father has a construction company. We build houses, hotels, anything, you name it, and we build it. We also have a few apartment complexes we rent out all over the United States. I park my car and walk inside the house. I take the stairs up to my room. Once I am in my room, I take off my clothes and hop into the shower. After I am done showering, I walk downstairs for dinner. I find mom and dad already seated at the dinner
An hour later, we are done with the meeting. I am back in my hotel room and there is nothing more I would love to do than to sleep right now, that goes out the window once my phone starts ringing. I check to see who is calling and find out its mom. “Hello, Mom,” I say answering the phone. “Hello Dear, how are you doing?” “Not so good; how about you.” “I am fine; what’s wrong, Dear?” She asks, sounding worried “I have been having cramps the whole day, and Stefano has not been the easiest person to work with.” “Sorry Dear and why don’t you tell me all about it at lunch.” “How, Mom, you are in Miami? How will we have lunch together?” “You will see,” she says, and I hear a knock at the door. “What do you mean, hold on a minute, Mom? Someone is at the do
Once the doors open, I don’t have enough time to prepare for whatever we have to face before the bullets start flying. “Get back!” Stefano shouts, pushing me back inside, quickly pressing the buttons of the elevator to close. “We have to find another way out of here!” “This is the only way out of here.” “You think I don’t know that” Stefano says, annoyed with me for stating the obvious, I decide to shut my mouth. “We need to make them think we are no longer in the elevator. We are going to stand by the side, make sure when the doors open; we can’t be seen. They will most likely shoot once the elevator doors open and won’t care to make sure if we are standing there or not. When they reload, that’s our opportunity to shoot them down. Do you understand?” “Yes, I do,” I say, walking to the left side of the elevator. They won’t be
A few days have gone by since I started living in Stefano’s apartment. My dad feels it’s not safe for me to travel for now. I am in the kitchen eating when Stefano walks in. “I have a party we need to attend to find out important information about who attacked us a few days ago. Do you have an evening gown?” “No, I don’t. What leads do you have so far?” “The only leads I have come from the bullets that were shot at us that night. Unfortunately, my car, was shot that night, fortunately for our investigation, I was able to get this,” he says, placing a bullet in front of me. “I have never seen this type of bullet.” I say examining the bullet. “I have, it’s a special type of bullet. The man who sells them is hosting a party tonight. I have been trying to set up a meeting with him for days now, he has avoided me. Hopefully,
It has been a few days since we went to the party at Mr. Carter’s house. Stefano has been busy gathering information on the gang that supposedly no longer exist. It’s been very difficult, but we now know the hit was meant for him. I am planning on returning home any day now. The night we returned to his apartment, I asked him why Mr. Carter didn’t give him the information he needed since they seem like friends. He explained that if the Kazan gang is the one who purchased the bullets, Mr. Carter’s life would have been ended the minute he opened his mouth. I am in the kitchen eating breakfast when my phone rings. Checking to see who is calling me. I see an unknown number, I answer regardless. “Hello.” “Hi, am I speaking with Andrea?” “Yes, you are speaking with her. How can I help you?” &nb
I am on my way to Stefano’s office the next day, before catching my flight. After the ambush the other night, I lost my documents in the elevator, luckily, they were saved. I arrive at his office after taking the elevator to his floor. I ask his secretary to let him know I am here but he is out for lunch. I didn’t set an appointment since I just needed to collect the documents from him, so I call him to find out if his secretary can hand them over to me. “Hello,” I say once he picks up “Who is this?” he speaks harshly into the phone. “It’s Andrea, why don’t you have my number?” “I have no use for your number and that’s why I don’t have it. Why are you calling me?” “I came to your office to collect my documents.” “They are here with me,” “Where are you?” “There is no need for y
It has been a few days since the car ambush. Stefano has been working hard to come up with leads to find out why I was attacked that day. I have also been investigating myself, I haven’t come up with anything so far. We were close to getting some information from one of the guys that attacked me, but before we could question him, he killed himself. I asked my dad to think of any of his enemies that might have been behind the attack, he doesn’t feel they are responsible like the first time I asked him. Most of the people he has problems with signed a peace treaty to end the killings of both parties. It’s not been easy for Stefano with the stress from his other job and coming home late every night is always exhausting for him. I am walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water; I woke up in the middle of the night thirsty. Arriving in the kitchen I find someone standing in f
The car arrives at the clinic. I walk inside and see a lot of injured people. Some I recognize from earlier in the penthouse. Something terrible must have happened. I pray nothing serious happened to Stefano. I find a nurse who takes me to his room. I knock on the door before entering, once I set my eyes on him, some of my worries disappear, but I can still feel my eyes watering due to his injuries. “Stefano, how are you feeling?” I ask, walking over to him to stand by the bed. “I am fine, what are you doing here?” Stefano is far from fine. He has a bandage around his right arm, a nurse is bandaging his stomach and I am sure he broke a few ribs. There are a few cuts on his face, but they will heal in no time. He looks horrible, I try to keep my tears at bay because of how injured he is. I wonder what happened. “Samuel said you were at the cl