Chapter 4  Fascinating Business 

Chapter 4  Fascinating Business 

Arius Accardo,

I saw her retreating figure through the door, leaning in my chair. She disobeyed me, no one dared to do that to me. First time in my life, I faced denial, but it’s very frustrating to know that I wasn’t offended and didn’t feel the urge to kill her, but it was refreshing for me, from her.

The way she was going through all files neatly and reading them carefully, I thought she came to steal the information. I should have already found out that, when she wasn’t professional in her work. She didn’t even notice that I was standing behind her so close that I could hear her muffled breathing. 

I looked at her photo on her ID card, which was hooked on her left side of her skirt. I smirked at the thought that she assumed I was touching her with some wrong intentions, taking advantage of her.

She had a hell of body. I would like to take advantage of it, but I have a huge share of women who are willingly coming to me. I still remember the way she was glaring at me with sharpness, holding in her honey brown eyes like a dagger wanting to stab me with it.

She called me a pervert. What a cute way to cuss someone, but her lips parted in surprise when she found out that I was her boss, but still her glare didn’t subside a bit. That was something new to me.

I was amazed for a second; she was glaring at me with hate oozing through her eyes but still radiated her impeccable beauty around and she was wearing a simple black skirt up to her knees matched with a light blue colored blouse

She was dressed professionally, not like the women who came to pick me up. I thought, I have seen her before anywhere. Maybe she was one of my whores, but the way she was behaving showed that she wasn’t.

She had Goosebumps all over hands when I caught her hand in mine. It was feathery soft under rough of mine, so no chance that she ever used any knife or any gun. She didn’t react to my comment to her in Italian, showing that she didn’t understand Italian.

She felt very familiar to me but we were meeting for the first time, making me feel anxious. To make sure of that doubt, I smelled her and as expected; she smelled like known but still unknown to me. It was strange to me, which I don’t understand.

Meeting her made me curious for some reasons, creating some kind of space in me and developing an urge to fill it with something which I don’t aware of.

She shuddered under me. I wasn’t expecting her to be this innocent; she shivered under my minor accidental touch, and her face was on fire. She was hardly controlling her breathing in my proximity.

Her reactions to my touch were so refreshing for my mind that I felt like it had happened a moment ago. What’s so captivating in her flushed red face that I had to take a moment to admire it? Without my consent.

Her denial to call me capo and her insistence to call her Miss. Davis was something interesting. Her every move was making me curious of her, enjoy drawing me into her.

Well, I can say that I found a toy to play with until I finish my work here. The toy I know, how to manipulate and make it dance around me according to my wish. 

I am always surrounded by hot, cunning, trained and seductive nature women. Let’s see how much joy it will bring by playing with these graceful, and gorgeous women.

I think I will really enjoy breaking her down. She will be a great entertainer for me until I complete my work here. I had to come to Miami, as I found out that we are losing our control over Florida in drug supply.

We use paintings as tools to transport drugs from one place to another; it’s less suspicious as people only see the colors on it instead of their back and frames, where we load our cocaine and heroin, in thin layers.

We never get caught in transporting art material, as they get delivered in Florence. But from last month’s shipment, we found one painting blank with no cocaine.

Someone already emptied it, or they replaced it. Whoever it is, he just dug his own grave and I am definitely going to fulfill his wish. 

We use Accardo hotels to hide our business transactions and convert all black money into white. Last CEO was doing a good job at it but one of our over smart and nosey employees found out the missing connections from different sheet files.

Which lead him to complain to Padre (Father) and had to come here to regain our control over company and drug business, leaving a search of Aria in hands of Nicole. I know that bastard tries his best, but the thing from nearly 18 years ago will be difficult to dig out.  

My chain of thoughts broke as I heard the knock on the door and that airport girl who came to pick me up entered, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, swaying her hips in the air, what an ignorant girl but it will work.

“Your coffee, sir.” She walked further towards me, and kept coffee in front of me on the desk while bending down to show her cleavage to me, holding desires in her eyes. I very well know that look. She is waiting for me to make a move.

 She tried to smile sweetly as I pushed my chair a little far from desk to create space between me and desk, as she stood up and walked slowly highlighting her long legs which she was trying to brush in the car.

I came exactly in front of me and turned her body towards the desk and started keeping a few files in order, which were left open when I banged Elena’s fragile neck.

Her whole body went rigid as I banged it pretty hard. Even her eyes went slightly watery when she pushed me back with her tiny hands. 

“Sir, you have an introductory presentation in your schedule and then you are free for the rest of the day.” Her sugary and extra longing voice made me come out of my thoughts about her. She arranged all the files neatly on the desk and turned to me, keeping her hands on both sides of the chairs.

“And then?” I asked with my usual haughty tone and stood up from my chair, towering over her at my height. My just minor move made her realize who the boss here is and she must not forget why she was here in front of me. Fear was clear in her eyes as she covered a little and took a step back immediately. 

I held her arm and yanked her towards me. Her eyes widened with my sudden change in demeanor, showcasing her disbelief. She even faked her smile to suppress her fear. I know very well what you are trying to do, Barbie. 

“Just do what you get a paycheck for, Understood?” She was so terrified that she pressed her lips into thin lines and just nodded with her head in agreement with her pale face.

“Use your mouth to speak.” My voice was calm, but it made her sweat. She was trying to speak, but nothing came out. Instead of her apology, I heard a very loud gasp, making my head turn to the source of sound. 

There she was standing, Miss. Elena Davis. In her bulging eyes, like they were going to fall out soon with her open arms in the air in a surrendered position? This girl is something else.

She closed her hanging mouth and turned around quickly as she noticed my furrowed eyebrows. Why was she acting weird like that?

Ragged breathing of Liza made me understand I was still holding her close to me with her arm and she misunderstood the situation. I saw Elena take a step to walk away from the office hurriedly.

“STOP” my voice came out unnecessarily loud, making both of them flinch at their places. She just froze at her place and refused to turn around.

I nodded my head at the door and told Liza to get out; she understood and walked out of office, making the door shut behind her. Elena was still standing facing the door.

“I thought you had the decency to knock first barging in, Elena.” I scoffed at her for her sudden intrusion and I deliberately called her Elena as she told me to call her Ms. Davis. She took her hands down and turned around to face me. 

“I am extremely sorry for Mr. Accardo but the door was wide open, and I didn’t know that you were…” she spoke, leaving her sentence incomplete, while taking a good view of the office instead of me.

Her entire face was flushed, and she was blinking rapidly, showcasing her discomfort of conversation. She is continuously playing with her hands to keep her calculated.

“I am what?” I encouraged her to complete her sentence, don’t know why but I had a tremendous urge to tease her more and I walked towards her and stood towering over her, resting my hands in my pockets.

“That you were spending quality time with your partner?” She said, shyly and started biting her lips absently mildly. I was about to burst into laughter at hearing her choice of words. Quality time? A light grin formed my face, but I got covered quickly before she could look at me.

“I don’t spend quality time Elena, I was just about to-” she broke me in the middle before I could complete my sentence, making me wonder about her behavior.

“Mr. Accardo, we have a presentation. I-” The nerve of this girl. No one has a right to break my word in the middle.

“Never dare to break my sentence.” I closed the distance between us. She needs to understand that if she wants to spend her rest life in peace and harmony, then she has to bend in front of me.

Clutching her hands tightly, she stood where she was without flinching at my words. She was scared, but her eyes showed no gaze because of my anger.

Her eyes still, holding the steady gaze with mine. I also need her to teach her that never see my eyes again. She will soon get adapted to my ways.

“Why did you come here? Elena.” I asked and she created a step distance between us. I could hear her deep breath as she was restricting her breathing because of that closeness between us. With an audible gulp, she started.

“You were late for a meeting, so I came to remind you and didn’t find Liza at the desk.”

“Let’s go then.” She looked upward, arching her brows and nodding in agreement with me. She turned swiftly and opened the door.

Her long locks of chocolaty brown hairs flowed with the wind like they were part of it. They were silky soft, as the one lock brushed my cheeks when she turned around.

I followed her out of the office and we both headed towards the conference hall for a presentation. I chuckled as she was matching my speed even on her heels; she didn’t like someone to surpass her. 

She told me to sit and went to the projector. Let’s see how capable she is. She had a bunch of files with different color tags connected to it.

She started her presentation, which was brief. Whole time she was explaining with her very convincing professional face but her face betrayed her. She had a continuous hint of pink color painted on her, but her eyes were focusing on the screen.

She was explaining everything, like she had studied about this keenly. She was joining every loose end to each other; while avoiding eye contact with me.

It was very fascinating to observe her micro expressions at different points, such as her lips twitching a little upward at the fourth point where she was explaining the balance sheet of art supplies for hotels.

We hide our transaction of drugs by showing that we bought that amount of art supply from different galleries. When she comes towards the unbalanced part, her subtle smile vanishes. 

“Mr. Accardo, I have already checked all files and made a list of documents which are having balancing problems. You just have to check and rectify these lists and you are done with your work.” She forwarded a single file; I opened it and saw that most of the projects were related to our drug supply. I need to cover them properly so that no one finds it out again.

“You don’t have to tell me what I do here, Elena. Just follow my orders.” She already took a seat, leaving two chairs from mine. 

“Uttering no word.” I ordered without looking up as I sensed she was about to speak something, but after my words, she stopped.

Good, she is not that bad, at least she is trainable and moldable according to my lifestyle. I still have to deal with that bastard who dragged me here way away from Rome to Miami, just to handle some legal work. 

“One more thing. Mr. Accardo.” She was collecting all files she opened for explanations of her claims and to present the proof.

“My work here is done. From tomorrow onwards, Ms. Liza will assist you with work.” She told me and gave a curt node. She was about to leave the conference room, but stopped as I called her.

“Elena, who found out about this problem in the first place?” involuntarily, her one eyebrow got cocked at my question. She was clutching files in her hands.

“Me,” she says in a lower tone.

“Then, who do you think will be better to assist me with my work?” she was surprised by the question. She didn’t speak for a moment and stared at me in awe, tilting her head in the little left direction.

“Tomorrow, you have a meeting with all the head managers regarding your arrival and discussing a new strategy of managing hotels.” I like her way of accepting the fact.

“Good, you get that sooner.” She clutched her jaw while rolling her eyes at me. Well, you will get punished for that, but right now; I am in a good mood, so you can go according to your will, but not longer.

“Good night, Mr. Accardo.” She bid her farewell and left with an enormous lump of air in her.