Owned By The Mafia

"I'm telling you Mara, he's got a thing for you," my coworker, Ashley said."I don't care if he has a thing for me. I have a boyfriend AND he's our old, perverted boss." I rolled my eyes. "Why would I ever want to have anything to do with that?"She smirked at me. "I would do it. Money is power baby."She got out of her seat and gave me a stern look. "You should come get drinks with us tonight.""I'll think about it," I said as Ashley sighed.I wasn't a fan of "going out." It wasn't because I didn't enjoy hanging out with my friends and drinking, but having one shitty experience seemed to be enough for me. But, I also knew that it was time for me to get out of the house, so giving Ashley the benefit of the doubt was the best option."Let me know," she finished before walking out of the room.I checked the time. I had a meeting with my boss, Mr. Cline, in five minutes. I was his personal assistant, but I basically just did his job for him. Made the powerpoints, wrote the flash cards, p

A M A R AGroggily, I woke up and aggressively shut off my alarm. It had just turned twelve in the afternoon and I needed to start looking for jobs-despite my antagonizing headache.+I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a shower. I was sure Sebastian could smell me from his room.After showering, I put on one of my interview outfits. Hopefully there would still be some going on today, and hopefully they would take me without scheduling one prior."Well don't you just look delicious," Seb jokingly flirted.I smirked. "Thanks Seb. Are you ready to go?""Do you want anything to eat? I'm sure you're hungry."My stomach churned. "Ah- I'm ok. I'll pick something up along Mag."He nodded and we left. I dropped him off at work and drove farther downtown to the business district.After about ten minutes, I finally managed to find a parking spot. One of the downsides of living in the Windy City was the traffic.I walked down the street completely oblivious to where I was going and w

A M A R AI couldn't believe he was making me move in with him. What was his problem? He had to know that I wasn't a snitch, especially after the life I came from.My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of a phone."This is Amara," I mumbled."I'm on my way to your apartment. We're picking up your things. We need to move you in as fast as possible," he complained, annoyed. I didn't know why he would be, after all, this was his decision.This was going to be awkward. "Most of my things aren't even there. You'll have to go to a different address.""Well I'm at your apartment now. 3B?" He asked.Wait a minute. That was my old address. Shit. I never updated it. "Oh my god whatever you do, do not knock on that door.""Why? Are you selling drugs on the side? That would explain why this place is so nice," he joked sarcastically."What? No. Just wait for me to get there before you do anything.""Too late," he said as he hung up on me. You've got to be kidding me.+I sprinted out of Seba

A M A R A"Everyone, this is Amara. She's new to the team," Lucian introduced me.I smiled smugly. They all looked extremely unimpressed. "I'm a Hale," I informed them.Multiple gasps filled the air. A few girls started whispering. How welcoming.I walked up to the groups of people and shook their hands. They were hesitant at first, but warmed up to me after a while. Most of them were kind, and a few just did not want to talk.I saw the same ginger from his office glaring at me. She whispered something to her friend beside her and they snickered. It seemed they were still acting like high schoolers.I decided to walk over to them and introduce myself, "My name is Amara, nice to meet you."They gave each other side glances and acted like I was a literal piece of shit, "I don't think we asked who you were, Amy."Amy? Really? "That's cute. The next time you try to make fun of me, make sure you have nothing in your teeth.""Bitch!" She yelped, her head covering her teeth. "Let's go Kelsey

A M A R A"Miss Hale, are you ready to go?" A man asked on the other side of my door. That didn't sound like Lucian."I'm his driver. My name is Kade. He's waiting for you outside," he followed up."Alright, I'll be out in a second," I said as I grabbed my suitcase by the handle. I figured I could dress casual for the plane ride and change when we arrived to wherever we were staying. I rolled my suitcase out, dress in hand. Kade took the luggage from me and put it in the back of the car. I opened the side door and sat down on the black leather seat. We weren't in his Mercedes anymore. "Did Kate treat you well?" He asked, not bothering to look up from his phone. "Yes. She was very professional," I complimented."Good."The rest of the ride was silent. He tapped away at his phone for literally the whole ride. Who did he have to be texting? His head had to be hurting.After what seemed like forever, we arrived at his jet. The flight to New York took about two hours. I was exhauste