Sofia's POV
Staring out of the cab's window, I could tell it was about to rain as darkness slowly covered the surface of the street."Hey, Little Miss. We're here" An old voice sounded not far from me and I tilt my head gently to see the grey-haired cabman staring at me with his dim eyes.I guess I was distracted to notice when the vehicle came to a stop.Quickly, I handed over a euro note to him before alighting the vehicle and slamming the door closed."Keep the change," I told him without looking back and I think I heard him say,"Tante grazie" before driving off.Eleven years old me took a deep breath and lifted my eyes to see the small bungalow in front of me.The entrance was covered completely with the perfectly mowed square lawn except for the narrow brick pathway that lead to the door of the building.My father had messaged me earlier that afternoon to meet him at the bungalow we had on this particular street instead of driving home after school.As I got closer, I couldn't wait any longer to see him because this could only mean he had something special for me.We only left our family mansion for this bungalow during vacations and unique events between the both of us alone.Privacy was needed.I hit the doorbell several times and decided to go in when there was no response.The door was left unlocked so I strolled in and as I did, said with a moderate voice tone, "Papà"There was no response from him still and I could only imagine he was playing hide and seek as usual.Papà does not care to act like a kid around me, just to make me happy.A smile formed at the corners of my little lips as I took the corridor that connects to the kitchen.The Kitchen. He would always hide in one of the kitchen cabinets.Predictable old man.Getting to the kitchen, I shoved open the door and what I saw changed my entire life.Traumatized me forever.There was my father's body in his pool of blood that swam slowly and spread around the white sneakers I was wearing.Bullet shells scattered all over the green floor of the kitchen.My heart rate went off the normal and my ears were instantly clouded with a certain screech noise.I couldn't hold it any longer and let my scream at the highest possible pitch. "Papà! "......"Papà!" I screamed out of my daydream with beads of sweat scattered all over my spotless face and my heart pounded without control.I heard indistinctive chatters from various directions and turned my head 90 degrees to see the employees of the company whispering and laughing among themselves while stealing glances at me.They soon returned to concentrating on the computer screen in front of them and I wiped the sweat from my forehead with a deep sigh.How the fvck did I fall asleep?I was here for an interview with the manager of Auro Consolidated; the big tech company in the city for the vacant seat of a software developer in the company."Damn!" Escaped my lips and I rest my back on the waiting chair to see some of the tech workers still staring and giggling.Somehow, a random lady screaming 'Papà' sounded funny to them.I grit my teeth and with a long face, cursed internally 'Fvcking peasants!'Maybe they'll respect me when I get this job. Only--I was distracted by the voice of a woman and turned to see Mrs. Grey approaching in her black cropped tuxedo blazer and the noise made by her classy stilettos heels announced her arrival.Mrs. Grey was the secretary at the front desk who asked me to sit and wait while she informed the manager of my presence in the building.Minutes passed and Mrs. Grey never showed up until my mind drift into a daydream."Miss Sofia, right?" She demanded as she approached with a small laptop in her hand.I nodded intelligently and rose quickly to my feet saying, "That's right. I'm Sofia. " I wiped my face with my palm and swallowed the saliva in her mouth.Mrs. Grey came to a halt in front of him and with a long face announced, "I'm um sorry, Miss Sofia, my manager picked someone else already. The seat is now occupied and your service would no longer be required"The sentence she made stung my head like an angry Borneo carpenter bee and I tried to keep myself calm by shaking my head.I have been stung by that specie years ago and it hurts like hell.I would kill to avoid feeling that pain ever again."Y-you Me--mean.." My voice cracked. I wasn't sure what to say."We have your contact and will mail you if there's ever a vacant spot in the company. Please exit the building ma'am"My head boiled and the rage I was trying to contain was slowly let out. "Don't fvcking call me ma'am, Is this because I have no college degree? Huh?""I can do this job better than anyone of you here, all I need is an opportunity to prove myself. Just give me the fvcking computer and I'll show you my superpowers"My breathing rate was gradually increasing.Mrs. Grey pinched the roof of her nose and raised her face to me with a narrow look. "You need a college degree, ma'am, that's right but, the vacant seat is taken"She was trying to be polite but I could see the truth in her eyes.The company will never hire someone without a college degree.I rubbed my forehead and decided to be calm with Mrs. Grey who wasn't harsh at me, unlike the former companies."Alright, I'll leave" I strolled towards the exit and paused mid-way.The crazy side of me would never let me walk away just like that.They needed to know how pissed I was at the fact that I wasn't considered for the job.Turning slowly to the employees who were once again giggling at me with their hands over their mouths.I guess they knew I was trying to get a job without a certificate."Fvck y'all... Okay?" I said with a loud voice and tightened my middle finger at them, keeping my tears trapped inside my emerald green eyes."I have been on the computer screen for a fvcking decade and you won't hire me because of a fvcking piece of paper. You know what? One day, y'all will see me at the top and will regret this day because I'll torment you with it. Once again, fvck you and your assh0le company, you create shitty buggy software by the way "The stream of hot tears was eventually let out to dribble down my cheeks and I raced out of the building.I could still hear their uncontrolled laughter ringing in my head and had no idea how far I'd run until I came to a stop at the sidewalk of an unknown street.My heart and breathing rate were uncontrolled and my eyes, well, puffy with a load of tears.The third tech company to have rejected me in just a day because I had no degree on paper.They couldn't even try to see what I could do and my potential.What lazy 21-year-old lady would have zero degrees in her name?That was me, Sofia Dante.Actually, my real name is Sofia Di Marco and I'm not fvcking lazy.I ran into the United States after the gruesome murder of my father in Naples city of Italy and have been in hiding for 10 years.My teenage life was wasted in isolation.My father was Italian and my mother; was a Native American from South Dakota.She died of a brain tumour when I was three.I was a replica of her and looked nothing like my father.The fair skin, the strawberry blonde hair, the green eyes, the accent and almost everything.I'm pretty sure Papá was jealous even if he doesn't spit it out.I engaged myself during that period in coding with the system I had and that was the only activity that kept me sane.Only if Papá hadn't died of an assassination; an event that changed my entire life and a story for another day.Right now, I had to keep my head straight on repelling suicidal thoughts that would eventually creep in.They always try to creep in.I opened my purse and glanced at my last 5-dollar note inside, staring back at me in disgust.That is exactly how much I had left to survive before I fade away.If I couldn't get tech jobs, then I could try grabbing the per-time job of a waitress, butler, or even stripper.Nay, I wasn't sure of stripping but typically anything to survive this cruel world.I couldn't even think about flagging a taxi to drive me home."Think about something, Sofia" I mumbled to myself when my phone buzzed loudly inside my purse.In shock, I quickly pulled out the device to see it was a call from an unknown ID.I was shocked because I'd never given my digits to anyone, ever, yet someone tries a random number and it happens to match mine.Could that be it?There was only one way to find out, I took the call and almost immediately, a husk voice sounded from the other end."Am I speaking with Sofia Dante, the professional therapist on um On-help.."Sofia's POVWhat the hell did I just hear him say? He seems to have paused, definitely waiting for my response but I was just too stunned to speak.Was he kidding right now?The caller continued speaking after my prolonged silence."Miss Sofia. Are you there? Can you hear me?"I cleaned my face with my hand and cleared my throat. "Sure. I'm Sofia Dante; the professional therapist on On-help. How may I be of help Mr... ? ""Good... I tried contacting you via your mail but it was invalid so I called the number on your profile" He spoke politely and calmly, and I couldn't help but smile and scratch the back of my head. "My boss needs your therapy service. What do you say 6 pm today? I'll send a vehicle over to pick you up from the address on your profile. That's your current address, right?" He inquired.I stammered as I responded to him. "Sure... Y-yeah. You're right, that's my address" Did he say he'll send a vehicle over? He also talked about a boss. This person must be fvcking r
Clancy's POVThis is not the first time I survived a near-death experience and definitely not going to be the last. I alighted from the dirt bike in the garage with a briefcase in my possession and staggered away with pain coursing through my entire body. I might not fear death but still, I'm a human who feels and hears the whispers of death saying, 'You might not be so lucky next time, mortal man'My face was covered with the blood of those I'd stabbed to death that evening and my white long sleeve was soaked with my blood.I had a bullet wound on my shoulder and it was bleeding nonstop, weakening my body with each passing moment.I would have been able to withstand that pain but I had others coming from the bleeding slashes at my back.Tonight was rough, like every other night I decided to take on risky mafia tasks on my own.Call me stubborn but I spent all my life as the Underboss of the family who carried out dirty jobs while the boss relaxed and dished out instructions.I'm th
Sofia's POVI grumbled out of my sleep with a heavy headache at the back of my head.Could this exactly be termed as a deep sleep? Um...For a moment, my head was blank and void of memories but when I rubbed my sleepy eyes, they came running through like a herd of angry zombies.The caller. The therapy service. The driver. The macho.I was drugged... Okay... Wait a minute... It was more of... I was fvcking kidnapped.Whatever shit was passed into my system was strong as fvck and I couldn't fight until I passed out.By the way, where am I?It wasn't a cell like every fantasy book I read. Instead, I found myself sitting on a bouncy sofa in the luxurious living room of a building.I raised my head to see the crystal chandelier holding electric bulbs swinging graciously and the sight alone was satisfying to me. It looked expensive and I instantly concluded my kidnapper must be a rich person. The thought of the Rolls-Royce that was supposed to pick me up that evening supported my rich k
Sofia's POVFor a moment, I had forgotten the reason I was here or rather kidnapped.I just wanted to admire the cold look on his face for as long as I can and watch him stare back at me with those emerald-green eyes.The fact that he doesn't care if we had the same type of eyes hurts me deeply and even for once, I wanted him to say something about it.We had our seats on the opposite sides of the glass table and I was lost in my wild thoughts.I don't know what was going on with me but there could only be one answer.My heart was racing crazily for this random hot stranger and I pushed the blame on the loneliness I've experienced all these years.All by myself.But why now? I met with a couple of men during my job hunt that day and did not feel this insane emotion until now.I thought love at first sight is a fairy tale. A fvcking fiction to make a story look good but I was beginning to think the opposite.I just met this man and I'm turning into something else.'Wake up to reality,
Sofia's POVI was awakened from my sleep that morning by the bright sunlight piercing forcefully into my closed eyes and I couldn't help but grumble and stretch out my hands. Another morning of loneliness. I stumbled out of my bed and looked outside the open blinds to see the people roaming the street for the activity of the day. I yawned one last time and blinked my emerald-coloured eyes. It's been one week since I met with Mr Pompous and it's been almost impossible to erase him from my mind. Just when I think I'm free, his face and voice would come knocking at the door of my head. Asking to stay rent-free for all eternity. I want to forget him. I really want to but it's been impossible. I keep pushing the blame on the fact that I've been lonely for a very long time and a glimpse of connectedness sends my heart leaping and craving for more. That's right. I want more; I want to see his face one last time, his voice, I want that feeling that's void of loneliness.That feeling
I felt my head exploding for a moment. Mental explosion.Cold shivers run down my spine.I wasn't sure what was causing that reaction in me.It should be his request but maybe there was more to it.Mr Pompous' private therapist. What the fvck?He knew I wasn't certified. Maybe Dale doesn't.This is the last thing someone like me would expect and the thought of it alone caused my heart to race strongly."Sofia? Are you there?" Dale's voice questioned loudly and I sighed with my eyes shut, rethinking the offer he just dropped."No" I responded affirmatively and open my eyes with a heavy heart.Before hanging up the call, I added, "I'm Sorry, um... Pick someone better than me to do the job"As I dropped the phone on my bed, my heart pricked strongly and I noticed my breathing was beginning to rise.I was panicking because I just rejected an offer to be close to Mr Pompous.I was crazy to feel his presence again but another part of me felt it was wrong.Wrong to be obsessed with a strange
Clancy's POVI walked briskly into the building with a briefcase to hear Dale speaking to someone over the phone."I'll be in touch with you in an hour, Miss" He appeared to hang the call and turn to me with an indifferent look."You came earlier than I expected""It's just payment. Wayne does not play games"I left earlier to retrieve the remaining payment for the deal I had with The Kelvins days ago.They paid half to have a taste of our product first and then the pending half after confirmation of originality."Still you put yourself in a position of stress. You should assign a new Underboss, Sonia is most recommended but she does her original job flawlessly"I wasn't ready to have this talk Dale was about to start regarding my way of handling things.I prefer to handle them by myself especially now that I have rats who steal my products.I sure have men who I can trust with my life but this is the only way I get not to miss my adventurous days as the Underboss of the group.Being
Sofia's POV"Smoke cigarette, cancer in the chest like cardiac arrest..." I mumbled to Juice WRLD's 'Cigarettes' as I moved out of my apartment, dragging my suitcase behind carefully behind me.I turned to lock my door when I noticed my fat landlord moving towards my direction and the movement of his jaws tells me he was speaking to me."Excuse me..." I said to him and slowly removed the headset that restricted my hearing ability to narrowly him say, "You're leaving?""Temporarily"He nods calmly and I could see his eyes scrutinizing the suitcase beside me.'What do you want? Old man' I couldn't help but curse inside of me when he said, "I can lower your bills for the next few months. You've been here for years and have never defaulted in payment until now"Oh... That was when I recalled I haven't paid for rent for the past month because I was running out of the money my uncle had left for me.The old man didn't show up until now. Maybe he thinks I'm running away now.I made to speak