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NOAH :

"Please... I have a wife and children. I have nothing... Just give me a few more weeks, Noah. I beg you I'll find the money, I promise."

“Awee, so you have a wife and children? Why didn't you think of that when you borrowed the money? How much time do you want me to give you to find the damn money? You're screwed, you fucking prick. You had almost 2 years to pay back the money. I HAVE ENOUGH!" I scream the last sentence angrily and grab him by the collar.

"One week. You have a damn week. If the money isn't there, then I'll send your whole family to damn heaven, got it?"

I don't give a shit if he has kids. He has his job to do, and his job is to get me my fucking money. "One week ? I create..."

"One week. No more, no less. I'm warning you, amigo. If you try to leave, I'll rip your family apart in front of you... and I'll start with the youngest." I warn him quietly. I can see the fear in his eyes and I love it. I love the fear too see what they have in front of me He won't be able to find the money That means I have to kill his wife and four children and him in a week, by then he's a free man.

"I'll give you a tip. Better spend next week with your family." I hiss before I push him back and he panics and leaves the hall. What a damn waste of money. I have enough money, it's a matter of principle for me. I hate people who don't pay their debts settle up and play off and that fucker was that type of guy.

"Boss, you have another visitor..."

Are all the people who owe me coming today?

"Who?" I ask briefly, sitting down at the aisle table. He or she will just be a waste of time. Most people can't pay their debts and die.

"Siciliano's daughter..." he says clearly.

The guy hasn't been around in a year and his time to give me my money back is almost up. He owes me almost a million dollars. Why does he have to send his daughter? Doesn't he love her? He knows what happens here with most things. You die by my hand.

"Let them in." I shout to my two men guarding the front door. They open the door without saying anything and let a petite figure in.

I catch my breath when I look at her face. She almost looks like... no ! I forgot her a long time ago. I forgot everyone from back then. She walks toward me unsteadily, as if afraid I'll pull out my gun and shoot her. She should have that too.

"Name !" I say coldly, staring at her. I know how to make someone nervous. How to scare someone... how to get them to do what I want.

"M-Mirella Siciliano." She replies hesitantly and looks at the floor.

The corner of my mouth twitches slightly. "You're welcome to look at me." I say, leaning back in the chair.

She shakes her head slightly and bites her lower lip. She's so fucking scared.

"I can smell your fear, sweetheart."

She probably already knows that. "I'm just here to pay off my father's debts," she murmurs.

How is she going to do that? She doesn't look like she's got a million dollar cash on her.

"Money?" I ask. It can't be that. She wants to offer me something else. Otherwise her useless father would be here and not her.

"I have no money. My father doesn't know about anything here. What do I have to do to get him acquitted by you?"

Give me my money, what else?

"Your father knows what to do. I want my money. Not more !"

"There's definitely another way. Please... I'll do anything. But please don't hurt him or my family. We really needed the money. Please... I beg you."

"Your father has a month, four days and fourteen hours left. The time is running. Get her out."

I don't usually do business.

"No, please!" she calls out pleadingly. Suddenly someone grabs my hand. My eyes immediately go to our hands.

I don't like being touched.

I growl, looking up and pulling my hand out of hers. "Now take care little ones. If you don't want me to kill you, then you should..."

"Really everything ! Please.... we have nothing. All I can give you is achievement in terms of work." She starts to cry silently.

I hate women who cry... it sucks.

I exhale annoyed and nod slightly. "Sit down." I order and point to the chair next to her. She immediately does what I tell her and sits down.

"Everybody out. I want to talk to her alone." I call across the hall, watching my members all leave the hall.

Now I have to deal with her too.

"All right. So you would do anything? How do you imagine that ? Do you think I'll take your offer, provide a contract and then you'll do whatever I want for a certain amount of time?"

If she really does everything, then I'll think it over. She's pretty... I'm sure what's under the clothes looks good.

"Yes and I will do anything, no matter what..."

No matter what. If she's not mistaken.

"Oh yes ? What if I ordered you to sleep with me? Would you do that just to get your father out of debt?"

Her eyes widen. "Typical. Big face and nothing behind it. Everything means to me..."

"Yes, I would." She interrupts me and looks away.

What a bluff. Tomorrow she'll stand in front of me crying and won't sign the contract because she's scared.

"Good ! Be here at twelve o'clock tomorrow. Not a minute later or the deal is gone. I'll finish the contract. If you sign it, your father's debts are settled. If you don't sign... your father has a month to live because I doubt he has any money."

The second will probably happen. She'll panic and not sign.

"Okay..." she whispers and stands up.

"Sit ! I didn't allow you to get up!" I think she still has to learn to have respect.

"Don't ever interrupt me like you did before! You don't just get up, you wait for my permission and now go!"

"Yes boss." She murmurs and gets up to leave the hall.

"Oh and Mirella!" She stops just before the door that leads outside and looks over her shoulder.

"I have to admit one thing... you really are a beautiful woman... so you should be careful who you spend time with in the gang" I say coldly and stand up as well. "Now go."