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The Mafia's Aide n i n e
MARCO The next day..."What do you want, Simms?" I frowned, stepping to the alley that had become our meeting point. "You can't keep dragging me out here so often. The Castillos will soon catch on to me," I grumbled loudly as soon as she came into sight.Skipping any greeting, she went straight to the point. "Angelo called to talk earlier today. He's getting impatient. He wants to know the name of the person who poisoned him," she announced."I need more time.""It's been weeks!" Her shrill voice squeaked."I thought he had more time." I tilted my head and scrunched my nose. "He's getting worse by the minute," she said and started pacing furiously, her black pumps making a soft 'clacking' sound as it touched the ground."He's angry and frustrated, and says that if we don't get him a name soon... He'll tell the Castillos about our deal." She stopped right in my front, concern blazing in her eyes. "You see... He's threatening to expose you."I furrowed my brows in thought, sucking on
The Mafia's Aide t e n
ROSAMy mind was racing, furious at both of the men sitting within strangling distance of me... But the look of astonishment on my face didn't do anything to change the words that had exited Marcos lips."I... I think Rosa should accept."How could he agree with me marrying someone I didn't know?I thought he and I had something together...I looked over at Marco, who was nodding his head slowly. "Yes, I think if you find the right family, it would work," he told my father."Good, I'm glad to see you have the best interest of the family in mind," my father appraised with a wide smile.He expects me to be like him and put business before everything, no matter what. He should understand that I would never want to marry a stranger."Why ask Marco? Shouldn't I be the one with the most say here?" I frowned in question."Your judgement wouldn't be the objective. And marriage is business," my father reminded."Well, I don't agree," I frowned.My dad didn't seem fazed at all. "That's why I as
The Mafia's Aide e l e v e n
ROSA Marco was leaning against the door frame, his face causally close to mine. He was looking at me with his beautiful, hypnotizing brown eyes, and I almost forgot why I was angry with him."Hey, beautiful," he cracked a smile.I frowned and crossed my arms across my chest, not saying a word. I said almost forgot, not that I had forgotten. Seeing as his smile wasn't doing the trick, he sighed and looked at me with remorseful eyes. "I'm sorry it took me so long to come to you. I wanted to follow you as you walked out, but I couldn't escape from your father," he explained.I snorted. "From where I was sitting, you were pretty chummy with him," I hissed."C'mon, Rosa. You know I didn't have a choice," he retaliated with an exasperated tone."It all sounded very convincing to me," I huffed."Do you really think I'm happy with you getting married to some schmuck?" He demanded angrily.I shook my head, letting my arms fall to my sides. "I don't know... You're saying something very differ
The Mafia's Aide t w e l v e
ROSA I'm pretty sure Marco didn't ask a rhetorical question but neither of us uttered a word. I was pleased he was here at least, but I still needed to stay quiet. Speaking up would only make this situation worse."Why were you yelling, Tony? I could hear your voice all the way down the hall," Marco commented."It's none of your business. I don't know you," Tony remarked rudely."Yeah?" Marco pursed his lips, giving Tony a scrutinized look. "I'll find out eventually.""Oh, sure, the golden boy," Tony mocked, "I mean, what's Enzo thinking?! He brings you in! A damn stranger! And now, he's choosing yet another stranger to marry Rosa! He's a damn fool," he insulted. "And obviously on the decline. I've seen it coming for years now.""I get that you want to be given more responsibility. I mean, that's why we all work our asses off," Marco pacified, "but what does Rosa's marriage have to do with anything?""If Enzo wants a son-in-law to lead the family, why not me?" He splayed his arms in a
The Mafia's Aide t h i r t e e n
ROSA"Come and sit. You too, Rosa," dad ordered, waving his hand at the empty chairs in front of where I was standing. We both obeyed and sat down. "Daniel and Rosa just had their first date, so things are moving forward," he relayed to Marco.Unbeliveable!I scoffed internally and with held rolling my eyes. What's Marco going to say?"Have you done more background check on the Cabrera family?" He turned to Marco in question."I have, yes," he affirmed with a nod. "Everything checks out. Their assets are solid. I have to say, I'm impressed. I mean the projection for the numbers are far above competition. If you look here..." He said and leafed through some papers.As I sat on the council of my fate, my own voice unheard, the rest of their words all start to blur out.As we walked out of dad's office about thirty minutes later, I couldn't help but feel betrayed by Marco words.I turned to him wearily, the will to fight no longer in me. "Are you sure about what you said about the Caruso'
The Mafia's Aide f o u r t e e n
ROSALater in the evening, now laying down on the couch, I was deep in a great novel when I heard a knock on the living room door."Yes?" I called out uninterested, my attention on the book in my hands."Babe?""The hell?" I cursed aloud. Seconds later, Daniel was next to me on the sofa, one arm around me, the other on my thigh. "What in the world are you doing here?" I asked with gritted teeth as I turned to him."I called your father about an hour again asking if you'd be available tonight. He said you'd love to see me again," he said in explanation.I guess it wasn't Daniel's fault that my father didn't give a damn about what I thought. I turned my attention back to the book still in my hand. "Yeah, well, obviously I have other plans--""It's okay, babe. I can wait for you to get ready," he responded, cutting off my words.My brows furrowed in confusion. I turned to glance at him. "Umm... ready for what?""I'm taking you to this great new club in the city! I bet you love to get do
The Mafia's Aide f i f t e e n
ROSA I could sense the fire raging in his eyes from across the room.Marco?What the hell is he doing here?!"What's up, babe? You see someone you know?" He tried to turn his head back, but I stopped him."I... I'm fine. I just got distracted for a minute.""What's more important than what's going on between us?" He smirked and his hand started to slide up my legs, slightly squeezing my thigh as he leaned in to whisper into my ears."Do you want me to bring you back down to earth?" His hand moved higher and turned towards my inner thigh, and my eyes locked on Marcos.Let's see how he feels about that... He always takes one step forward and two steps back when it comes to showing me what he wants.Maybe some innocent flirting with Daniel would light a little fire under Marco.I leaned forward, slightly scooting closer making it seem like I was about to whisper into Daniels ear, but the fire raging in Marcos eyes before, suddenly turned into an inferno. He narrowed his eyes at me and t
The Mafia's Aide s i x t e e n
ROSA "Your wife?!" I gasped in shock.No, no, no. He cannot be serious right now..."Um, this would be the part when you say yes, babe," Daniel said, then chuckled awkwardly.All I could do was stand there, staring at Daniel, utterly speechless.They set me up to marry a total stranger. I can't believe he's asking me to marry him after only one actual date! What the hell! "I...um..." I stuttered."Of course she says yes!" My dad piped in response to Daniel with a smile, while giving me a hard glare."..." No words could escape my lips as I stood shocked by my father's boldness."Amazing! That's what I wanted to hear," Daniel rejoiced."Congratulations, you two. I know you will get along just fine," dad said reassuringly, then took a whiskey bottle from the small hatch behind his desk and poured two glasses; one for himself and the other for Daniel. "I was keeping this bottle for a special occasion," he beamed."I'm honoured, Enzo.""You're family now, Daniel. Cheers to a prosperous
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