It was like the second we walked through those doors, Leonardo became a completely different person. He had a wide smile on his face and the stiffness in his shoulders was long gone. I was both confused and frightened because I'd never seen anything like it. Until a chubby little girl who can't be older than five years old screamed and ran towards him, her arms wide open as she squealed in delight at the sight of her father.
I stood awkwardly and the guns hidden under the waistband of my jeans, felt like they weighed a ton. I felt like I was intruding on a private moment as I cleared my throat and watched as he ran his fingers through her long hair and she cooed in response, talking happily away to her father.
He said something to her before he pointed at me, "this is my friend," he said to her and she frowned as she looked at me before a small smile appeared on her face, "her name's Leti."
I wanted to kick him in the groin for saying that but chose to give an awkward smile to the girl, which I'm sure looked like a grimace instead.
"Why don't we do some business over some lunch?" he suggested to me as he already began to walk ahead of me and I stood still in the same spot, not trusting this man at all and wondering how the hell I even got here in the first place. I needed to leave.
"Well, are you going to follow me?" He asked me as he stopped walking and turned back to look at me, and so did his daughter as she placed her head on his shoulder and watched interestingly.
"No," I said bluntly and I saw him grin.
"The formal dining room is right here," he pointed in a certain direction and I sighed before I let my legs move. If he pulled anything, his daughter will be the first to go; whether I like it or not.
I walked into the formal dining room which was the grandest dining room I've ever seen in my life but I didn't have the time to dwell on the expensive looking furniture or the amazingly designed room. Not when I could be killed at any second. I was inside the house of the man who'd killed my brother right in front of me.
"Have a seat," he said to me and I looked around the table, seeing that it was already covered in all kinds of food and I snarled. I decided to take a random seat, on the other side of the long table, furthest away from him and I watched as his daughter settled in on his lap and looked at me with a now stoic expression. It was chilling.
He clapped his hand and a lady walked into the dining room before she placed a white envelope right besides my plate and I looked at the lady before I stared right into her soul but she just blinked and walked out of the room.
"Contracts are like blood promises to me. I always take them very seriously, especially if they have my signature on them. That over there is going to be mine and your contract binding us together for the next 12 months."
I picked up the contact, "it's only half a page," I said suspiciously.
"I'm not going to give you T's and C's, Leti," I glared at him for saying my name, "I get straight down to business. It states that you will be trained by me, personally, and that you'll work for me, as my bodyguard and driver. Our contract will end on this very day next year, and well, you know what's going to happen then, don't you?" He asked me rhetorically and I remembered him saying that I'll be the one behind his death.
"I don't believe you," I said as I put the paper down.
"I think you should, Leti, I won't go through all of this trouble simply to end you. If I wanted you to be dead, I'd have killed you by now. My entire house is surrounded by hitmen. My hitmen could've sent a bullet straight to your head or your heart the second we were even a kilometre from reaching my house. All I had to do was glance in their direction, and they would've acted. But they didn't. When you entered my house, you entered my cage and I could've slit your throat right at that door and before my daughter walked out to me, your body would've been dragged away with no trace of you. Again, you wouldn't have even made it to the dining room, let alone to eat with me and my daughter, but you have. Now, sign that contract so we can get started."
I looked at the contract and looked over the words, it has everything that he said it did and I looked around nervously. How did I get here? Why did I let myself get here? What's wrong with me?
I could die if I don't sign it, but then again, I could die if I did. What game is this man trying to play? I could never outsmart him, he's been doing this for who knows how long, and I just walked in here right now.
Begrudgingly with shaking hands, I picked up the pen and signed the contract, feeling like I was selling my soul to the devil. I sighed and placed the pen down and looked at Leonardo as he smiled at me.
"Great, let's eat," he said as his daughter already had her mouth open and filled with grapes and I looked down at my plate.
What if the food is poisoned? "The food isn't poisoned," he chuckled like he knew what I was thinking.
"I don't trust you," I said to him and he just shrugged.
"Then have some fruit, you really could use it," he said to me and I shook my head but my evil stomach growled loudly and he nudged his daughter and she grabbed her plate of fruit and climbed off his lap before she walked around the huge table and set her plate of fruit in front of me.
I sighed but reached in for the grapes that she was eating and popped one in my mouth.
"You can have some water too," Leonardo said as he pointed to a big jug of water. Can someone poison water? I don't think so. I reached for it and poured some water into a glass before I gulped down that water. I'd been thirsty the entire day and I was now coming down from that unexplainable high.
"You must've been thirsty," he said and I looked at him before I nodded, swallowing and blinking several times. I turned to look at his daughter and she was stumbling towards her father...wait does this man have twins? Because I'm seeing two of his daughter.
"The food wasn't poisoned, Leti," Leonardo slurred and I struggled to breathe or even keep my eyes open as I tried to stand up and run but my body felt weak, dizzy and very sleepy, "but the water was," he chuckled, "good night," and night it became because my world turned black.
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"Ah, there we go, come alive," I frowned at the close voice and struggled to open my eyes."What's going on?" I mumbled out but it sounded like gibberish because all of my words were s
Change is inevitable, we change every year, every month, every day and every second. You aren’t the same person that you were when you woke up this morning and you have either become a better person or far worse. In my case, I have become the worst version of myself. Perhaps not myself, but the worst version of a ghost- shadow, that I could be.
In the time that I have been bound to Leonardo, I have come to learn a lot from him and learn a lot about him. Arrigo Gabriele Leonardo is a very powerful man who holds a high position in the Leonardo Mafia and for that reason he doubts every single person he comes across and every man that works for him. So he has taken to confiding in me because I am in the literal sense, his slave. Since I have become his human diary, I know everything that there is to know about Arrigo.
I’m not too certain what I had expected Salvatore Leonardo to be because truthfully I didn’t care for my imagination. I’ve trained my mind to only think about what was important and even though meeting Salvatore took on a majority part in my mind because this was important to Leonardo; his personality and aura was none of my business. Yet even with being trained so well by Leonardo, Salvatore Leonardo was suffocating.
I just looked at him. I only conversed when Leonardo gave me instruction and judging from Salvatore's playful mood, he seemed to like it when I didn't talk.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I snapped as I entered Salvatore's private office where he lazily lounged in a chair, cocaine and pills all over his desk as his blood shot eyes looked my way, a smirk on his lips.
Leonardo was acting strange...he was acting strangely possessive and paranoid. He kept pacing up and down the room as I was getting ready for the morning and I was wondering what the problem could be."Is there someone that you want me to kill, Leonardo?" I asked him, my eyes on his figure that stood still when I finally spoke up. He'd been pacing up and down for more than an hour and I know he's strong and athletic, but his legs must hurt somehow."Don't even look at him, do you understand?" he snapped at me and I blinked, but I knew who he was talking about already, Salvatore.I nodded my head, indicating my understanding."Stay away from him," he further added and I nodded again."I've decided to cut this visit short," Leonardo told me as he walked up to me and looked down at me as I sat on t
Salvatore left as soon as he snuck into Leonardo’s bedroom; said what he said and walked out like nothing happened while I sat up on the bed, straightening up and acted like nothing happened as well. I knew that if Leonardo found out, he'd go crazy, if his previous reaction is anything to go by.Leonardo kept true to his word, as soon as he was done with breakfast he was in the room, holding my suitcase as we walked off to his private plane that was parked in the backyard of Salvatore's home.On the ride back to his home in Milan, he didn't say a word to me throughout the ride, he only ordered the pilot to stop once in Florence for me to pick up some food and eat breakfast.For some reason I felt powerful, strangely very powerful. Not the kind of powerful that I feel whenever I take a life, but the kind of powerful where I knew I had an effect on two very powerful m
I wanted to make sure that I looked my best. I pulled out all of the stops for tonight. A long white and fancy dress with a slit that reached my upper thigh, letting my thick thigh escape through it. I purposefully crossed my legs, making sure to show more skin to drive Arrigo crazy. I had my wig straightened and laid flat against my head, my eyes smoky and dark to give me the look that I wanted.It worked like I knew that it would. Arrigo was a sucker for skin and sexual advances and that's what I kept doing. I kept moving my feet below the table, rubbing my high heel against his crotch as I listened to him promise me a passionate night.Arrigo had certainly pulled out all of the stops for this dinner. His large dining room was set up so lavishly and decadent with all sorts of food and candles; rose petals and sparkling wine, and all types of champagne.If I hadn't known that he'd killed my family, I would
*Violent Chapter*~"Bennie and I are going out for a date," Arrigo told me as he entered the basement and watched me train. I was trying to get my mind off my family but I was drowning in memories, "I'll come back home later on, then you and I can have dinner. You know, just the two of us," he told me as he walked up to me and planted a kiss on my lips and I let him.I closed my eyes and sighed, enjoying the way that he held me, "ok," I responded and he pecked me one last time before he walked out of the basement and I went back to emptying clip after clip.~That was an hour ago and I should have been making my way to my bedroom but I couldn't. I had to make a stop elsewhere.I looked behind me making sure that no one saw me as I walked to Arrigo's office and I opened the closed door sneaking into the dark office. I closed the door behind me
I know I should be keeping my distance but Arrigo refuses to let me. I should be in my room, sleeping or watching some documentary, not in Arrigo's massive kitchen with Bennie and him, while dressed in pyjamas, laughing hysterically as we decorate cupcakes and cookies that the chef had made for this particular activity."Really?" Bennie asked her father as she looked at his decorated cupcake and cookie.We were playing this silly game where Arrigo and I had to decorate a cupcake and a cookie to the best of our ability and Bennie would be the judge of it.The winner gets bragging rights and one of Bennie's sashes."What is this?" she asked her father, standing with her hands on her hips as she peered down at her father condescendingly. She was standing on the kitchen island so that she seemed superior wearing a chef's hat and white
The two were still sucking up to me and apologizing because even two days later my face was still marked. Of course it wasn't as dark as it was before, but it was taking way longer to come off even though I was bathing and scrubbing my face close to four times a day.I was milking their guilt though. Breakfast in bed, I don't have to lift a finger for anything in the house and Leonardo has dismissed me from doing any kind of work. So this is like the vacation I've always needed but never got the chance to ask for."It seems to be coming off a whole lot now," Leonardo said as he and Bennie watched me eat the breakfast that they brought for me. Yes, I call her Bennie now, because her full name is a mouthful and she seems to really like the nickname because even Leonardo is calling her Bennie so it's clearly catchy."You look a lot better," Bennie agreed with her father and I shrugged as I looked at the two, s
"Shh, shh," I heard a giggle as I felt something being applied to my face and I fought to not open my eyes."She looks ridiculous," I heard Leonardo whisper to his daughter before they both burst out laughing in soft whispers as they continue their assault on my face."But you'll wake her up if you keep laughing, daddy, now hurry up and colour her nose red," I heard Benedetta scold her father before she burst into a fit of giggles.I've been awake since the very moment they both decided to wake up and conspired to make me look like a clown. I would've told them I was awake but I wanted to see if they had the guts to do what they were planning on doing and it turns out, they do.I've been patiently lying here with my eyes closed and breathing laboured to make sure they believe that I'm fast asleep. I felt too bad to wake up now since they were both so excited to do this together.
I walked towards Leonardo's bedroom wanting to speak to him about my ammunition. I'd ran out of bullets yesterday morning and he hasn't replaced them and that to me is a very big issue because that hinders my training. I stood at his bedroom door hoping that I wouldn't walk into anything strange or R rated because I really just wanted to say what I needed to say and walk out.I pray he won't be in that sad mood, as much as I knew that I should let him be, he needs to man up. He's been locked up in his room for two days, he needs to pull his socks up and deal with what he did those years ago and let it go.I know that sounds rich coming from me, but how long will he hold this in? How long will he keep this burden of guilt? He should try to spend as much time with his daughter as possible and raise her to be the best that she can be.But hey, what do I know? I'm not i
Am I sweating? Oh God, I think I'm sweating. Why the fuck am I breathing so loud? Do I have a booger up my nose or what because I swear it sounds like a whistle? No ways, there's no way that I have a booger up there, I just took a shower and made sure I thoroughly cleaned myself. For crying out loud, I even blew my nose.Oh God, I hope I brushed my teeth properly and none of them are a little bit yellow or worse...bad breath.This is so stupid of me, why am I so damn nervous? I'm not afraid of this little girl, who was sitting across from me in the massive dining room, and watching me with scrutinizing eyes so I met her glare with the same intensity.I swear Benedetta is too adult for a child. In fact, she's not a child, she's a grown adult trapped in a little girl's body because she was making me feel nervous.I mean, what do I say to a child? Hello, do you like toys? What's your favou
After that fateful day, things went back to normal. It was like Salvatore was a storm who came and caused wreckage in our lives and the second that he left, Leonardo and I picked up the pieces and rebuilt whatever we had before.Life went back to normal, I went back to being Unicorn, the real Unicorn and Leonardo went back to being Leonardo. We fell back into our old routine of not being in each other's way unless he called for me. It's been two weeks since then, and I've fallen back into my daily routine.Except today, Leonardo and I were going to check on some of his shipment and distribute it while we're at the harbour. Just like we used to do before, I'm sitting in the driver's seat of his Rolls Royce Sweptail, driving towards one of his many private harbours and he's sitting in the passenger seat, peacefully drinking his brandy as he looks out of his window.I'
I didn't want to, I really didn't but for the first time since I've become Unicorn, I wanted to cry. I wanted to break down and sob because I had this little bit of hope that he would actually stay. After everything that we did last night, I opened up my heart for him. I let him in, in ways that I've never let anyone else into my life.