“Damn him!” Elena exclaimed as she slammed her fist on top of the table. Ali just released a deep breath and watched her friend as Elena continued to grumble while they ate breakfast. “El, come on, you’re going to spill my good coffee. I think my coffee is more important than your temper tantrum, honey,” she said and giggled when Elena raised her brow and sighed. She knew that her friend was pissed, but she also knows that Elena was just annoyed at the situation with her boss. “El, are you sure that you want to quit? I mean, I know that your work is just an ass, but you have to admit, the job is good, and there are perks as well,” Ali said with a wink. Elena just sighed at her bestfriend’s antics. She knew that Ali was making a point, but she hated the fact that she was so affected by what had happened between her and her boss. She told Ali about the entire thing with her boss, Michael, and she couldn’t believe that her friend was more focused on the fact that she and her boss almos
By the time Michael went to the parking lot to thank Jackson for giving him the keys to his white Lamborghini Huracan, it was well after midnight. He doesn't particularly enjoy vehicles, but when he was younger, his brother Gabriel brought up talks about weapons and cars, and he recalled him suggesting that cars were excellent investments.In order to unwind and relax while he awaited for a response from someone he messaged only moments earlier, Michael drove all over Milan. From the open window of his car, he saw the passing structures and landscape. Mezzaluna Inc.'s main building had been constructed in the downtown area of Milan, and as he passed a number of structures, he started to think back to his brother's words.Michael recalled his brother's words. His brother used to say "La sconfitta inizia de la ve paura. It means “defeat begins with one's fear."His big brother Gabriel would always explain to him that fear will always be there, but faith can drive out fear. Defeat begins
"So, boss, I guess that you have gotten my proposal?" Annabella was wearing an evening gown and sat temptingly on the white and black sheeted bed. Her hair had been tousled to the side, and from the way she looked in her position, she had barely anything on underneath her robe. "It served as an irresistible invitation, Bella, and you understand that I wasn't going to turn down an attractive woman such as yourself. Turning down that kind of proposal is not a thing that a good boss or a man such as myself does, you know." "Italian men have traditionally been considered to be the most talented professionals when it comes to toying with words of seduction. I bet any woman would be throwing themselves at you, Michael, granted the opportunity to do so." She got up and delicately went ahead in his direction while maintaining eye contact throughout the entire process. She started to undo the button that was on his coat before flinging the fabric onto the sofa that was positioned close by i
Michael opened the message that Alex had sent him via text message when his phone lit up. He was beaming with joy as he smiled broadly while he scanned the report he provided regarding the Asian investors that their company was aiming for.According to Alex's email, a meeting has been scheduled with the other investors on the company's growth and development in South East Asia. In addition, five additional investors in the pipeline have given their permission to attend the initially scheduled meeting.Michael's friend, Mr. Kyosei-gumi V was the new Asian investor. One of the biggest Japanese mafia organizations in Japan was led by him. When he killed his second in command in a fight while still working as an assassin for the Lombardi Family, they became friends. He gained Michael's admiration by battling honorably and exposing the betrayal of his second in command rather than killing him or going to war with the Lombardi.Everything was coming together, and Michael was confident that
"Get straight to the point, Alba. What did you find out about my brother's death, and for what reason is it bad news?!"Even though Michael's speech was loud, he was able to observe Alba trying her best to relax herself. She gazed directly at him, breathing shallowly and quickly."Your older brother does not exist, Michael. There is no trace of Gabriel Mezzaluna in any location that you might have ever lived in. He never had any sort of employment, nor carried out any work for any individual to get you to attend school. There are no family members or parents associated with you or him, simply because he never existed, and so do you. It was as if at the time he passed away, every trace that he had of every being alive, along with yours, were erased as if you never existed."B
“I can’t believe him!” Elena screamed as she hurriedly fixed herself. Her boss, Michael, just called her a few seconds ago and told her that the two of them would attend a meeting in Asia in a few hours. Elena was frantically putting clothes inside of her bag as her boss told her that would probably be in Asia for a day or two.“I swear, that man was born to piss me off…” she whispered to herself when she suddenly remembered that someone could possibly hear her.Ever since the incident with the shooting and Michael Mezzaluna’s confirmation to giving her guards, she felt like she was being watched at all times. Her own consciousness didn’t help either when it constantly reminded Elena that she needed to make sure that she was on her boss’ good side. After all, Elena was no longer safe and she was not as rich as the other employees, Michael Mezzaluna was the mafia boss that was both protecting and paying her.Michael looked at his watch as he patiently waited for his secretary to arrive
The meeting with the Asian investors began, and the entire time that they were in the meeting room, Michael was cursing himself for forgetting to get Elena to change her clothes. The woman fixed herself after their quick entanglement in the plane, but he forgot that there were dirty old men and handsome bachelors that were attending the meeting, and he knows that the looks they were giving his secretary were not professional ones.“Well, gentlemen,” Michael addressed the seven men inside of the meeting room and the three females, all of whom glued their eyes at him, “I guess that would be all for today. My secretary here would send you all the copies of the revised contracts and additional copies of the plans for each of the proposed buildings along with the details that you have all requested. I assume that there are no further clarifications regarding this entire matter?” He asked in a commanding tone. He asked a question, but there was a warning at the edge of his voice that told
Elena released a disappointed breath as she boarded the plane that her boss had prepared. She looked ahead of her and saw him talking to one of his people on the phone located in Asia. She woke up immediately after he had called her early in the morning, and she wasn’t even able to fix herself before he called her again to tell her that they would be leaving already. Elena wore a simple above the knee blush pink dress with a sweetheart neckline and her gold pendant. She let her hair down and didn't wear any heavy make up as if wasn’t about to go back home to Italy in a pirate jet with a billionaire mafia boss. Elena just weighed as she looked at her reflection on the mirror that they passed by and saw that she at least looked decent enough with her simple dress and comfy sandals without heels. Michael instructed her that she just needed to wear comfy clothes in order to lessen her preparation time. He wore a casual yet elegant button up long sleeve shirt that was a plain powder blue