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The Torricelli Secret: Chapter 1

| MASSIMO |

"we're sorry but we only managed to recover only 12 percent of your family's interest"

Scoffing, I looked over to the Filthy American man my father had agreed to do business with. I never liked Americans because his people were the ones that had killed my father.

"You strongly recommended this investment to us"

This conversation just wants me to blow this man's head off more and more.

Arching a brow I finally spoke as I was only listening, "It is impossible. I want a refund and 10 percent interest, End of conversation"

He looked at me appauled, "This is America if you haven't noticed"

rolling my tongue on the inside of my cheek I stood up from out of my chair slowly and started to walk around the table.

"You know I'm not from taking aggressive costumers"

The American was about to speak again but I shushed him up with a nasty glare. "If you keep interrupting me I'll have my men blow your brains out or better yet I'll do the job myself"

That's what finally shut him up.

Walking over to his chair slowly I spoke again, "You gave my family your word, You have this game in America Trick or Treat"

Touching the back of his chair I moved on to the blonde American woman sitting beside him. "And you, I thought that regarding sexual preferences nothing would surprise me but you proved me wrong"

I now rested my body back on the chair she was sitting on, "Your husband. What would he say about that? Your loving husband?"

They were both quiet but I wasn't finished with this conversation since they both gladly wanted it to continue earlier.

"and your children? Shareholders? Should I keep talking?"

Shaking her head I finally went back over to my chair and leaned my hands on the table towering over the two.

"after a week the bank shares you both have will lose half of their value"

"I will buy a bank for a month in one month, only for this... to fire you"

They were both restraining themselves from arguing due to my men keeping them in line. That's one benefit of being a mob boss, You have people for everything.

The American men finally had the balls to say something again much to his dismay.

"but what about my money?"

I rolled my eyes, I didn't want to continue this conference any further because it was obviously not getting anywhere that I wanted it to.

"You both are dismissed now leave"

Both of the lousy Americans stood up to protest but my men had gotten them faster before they could and dragged them out of the room.

Sitting back down in my chair I scoffed.

'Stupidi Americani Sporchi'

Translation: "Stupid filthy Americans"

(time has passed)

Heading into the airport there were many people buzzing around the car. I don't like to be kept waiting so I was becoming frustrated.

Slamming my phone shut I swore at the driver, "Che cazzo ci vuole così tanto tempo Che ho affari a cui partecipare"

Translation: "What the fuck is taking so long I have business to attend to"

"Un sacco di traffico signore"

Translation: "lots of traffic sir"

I clenched my jaw and put my sunglasses back on, "non mi piace essere tenuto ad aspettare"

Translation: "I don't like to be kept waiting"

The driver spoke his apologies and I went back to staring outside the window just watching people pass by.

as the hour passed by before we eventually started to leave I saw a woman walking past.

Turning my head towards her I took my shades off of my face, She was etheral just like a goddess.

It seemed as if she sensed my staring because she looked and made eye contact with me as our car pulled away. She had a suitcase in one hand and watched us drive off into the distance.

(time has passed)

Domenico spoke after what felt like decades of silence.

"fratello?"

Translation: "Brother?"

I turned my head towards him to let him know I was listening.

"Chi era Quello?"

Interrupting him before he said anything further I had spoken, "Annulla I'incontro di cui abbiamo un'attività più importante di cui occuparci"

Translation: "Cancel the meeting we have more important business to take care of"

A/N: how's the first chapter? Let me know your thoughts on it and make sure to vote!

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madiisixx · 2 years

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The Torricelli Secret: Chapter 2

| ALORA |

"good evening"

"will somebody tell me what happened here yesterday? I expected a refund together with an interest at 5 percent"

This whole conversation is bullshit, None of my coworkers have no idea what happened.

My boss spoke once again, "My question is how the fuck did it come about?!"

Ronald, my touchy coworker spoke after.

"please forgive my language but fucks are given for this job and I believe Miss. Schmidt is the one to blame"

I sat with my mouth gaped open staring at him. Who the fuck does he think he is blaming me?

Scoffing a his rude remark I finally spoke, "First of all it's not my fault-"

"But it most certainly-"

I glared at him, "I'm not finished yet"

He rolled his eyes and sat back down in his seat amidst of him getting up to argue back at me.

I resumed my conversation, "you should explain to all of us why there were only two guards in the whole entire building"

"thanks to yesterday's incident we were shown by the media from Germany to Japan. You made us a laughing stock in front of the world"

Crossing his arms he looked almost taken back that I said something on the matter.

"We know how the media and the stock market will react when it's released publicly, Due to this we have occupancy for the next four weekends"

Everyone at the table was silent. It was an unusual thing because almost everyone always has something to say when I speak.

"but it is thanks to my strategy, age and gender had nothing to do with it", and then I stood up and left the office being over the meeting that wasn't even necessary.

✧★✧

Just a great way to start off my birthday weekend. After the meeting that was held I had went back to my apartment to gather and make sure I had everything packed correctly.

It's not really an important birthday but you only turn 25 once so I guess it's a milestone.

My bestfriend and I planned a trip on going back to Germany to visit my family and spend the weekend with them. I haven't been back to Germany since I last left to come to America.

That's where we are now. At the airport waiting for our layover to end.

We've been sitting here for over an hour because they said they are having some traffic issues.

"this is ridiculous I mean if I would've known they were having traffic problems we could've booked tomorrow's flight"

I smiled slightly at my bestfriend's comment, Always been the problem solver of us two.

"it's okay really Ellie I don't mind the wait besides I want to go get some sun so let's wait outside"

She nodded and we both stood up and headed outside to get some warmth.

Laughing she spoke again, "I'm not sure why it's so fucking cold in there but it feels so nice out here"

Agreeing with her I put my sunglasses on as to not get blinded by the piercing bright sun rays.

"it's nice out here but I can see what they mean when they said they're having traffic problems"

We both giggled and started conversing about our plans for the weekend.

✧★✧

A half an hour had passed and we're still sitting out here in the sun. I don't mind it because I like to be warm but Ellie on the other hand hates being warm for a while.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"can we go back inside now? It's fucking hot out here I can only take so much"

Snickering I spoke after her, "That's what she said"

It went silent for a few moments but then we both burst out laughing at my dirty joke. She wiped her tears away and smiled at me, "You're an idiot you know that?"

I nodded and smiled watching the view in front of me. I've always liked the beauty of the little things i'm not sure why. I just like simplicity

I must've been too much in my head because I was pulled out of my trance when a car had passed by us. It seems like the people in the car were doing the same thing I was because we had both locked eyes.

'Heilige schiebe'

Translation: "Holy Fuck"

Staring back at me was the most mesmerising man i've ever seen. He looked like a Greek god and had such beautiful eyes.

It didn't last as long as I wanted it to because they had driven past just as fast as they had stopped.

Pulling my arm Ellie held my hand and we both had went back inside to catch our plane.

On a second note, maybe the start of my birthday weekend isn't so bad after all.

A/N: new chapter! this is only just the beginning just you wait :) don't forget to vote ♡

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