Once I got home, I threw my bag on the couch and gaze at Rebecca.
"You didn’t get the job, did you?" She asks noticing the frown line on my forehead"I got the job, but-""Really!" She rushes to me pulling me into a hug "I can’t believe this, you got the job, oh my gosh we have to celebrate." She says with excitement, she pulls away and looks at me "You said ‘but’ at the end of the sentence. What happened?"I kept to where I stood and nodded my head"Why, did they reduce your salary?" She ask and I shook my head in disagreement "Did they tell you to take a night shift?" I shook my head again and walked over to the couch, I buried my head on the couch and screamed into it."What’s wrong babe." She asked sounding very concerned"It’s my boss," I say"Is he hot? Did he ask you to have sex with him?""No, but-" I exhale wondering what to tell her"But what?"I gulped the lump in my throat and blurted out "My boss is Richie Maranzano"She gasped as her eyes widened in shock "What!""Yeah but I won’t take the job, I can’t be his secretary, I can’t do it," I tell her."Absolutely not, you have been looking for a job and now that you’ve got it, there is nowhere you will quit because of him.""But-" I sighShe’s right, I need this job and I can’t just quit because Richie Maranzano is my boss. I just have to endure the torture of looking at his face every single day."So, we are still going out for a celebration, right?" She askedI raise my hand and nodded "Yay I got the job." I say sarcastically"Oh my gosh, you are so weird, you’re being sarcastic to yourself"I roll my eyes and headed to my room, as I was about to close the door I said: "Get ready, we are heading out in an hour." And with that, I slam the door shut and stepped into the bathroomI have to wash off the disgust and pain that I will be receiving after I start working with Richie Maranzano. Why did life choose this for me, I can’t stand him, I have been living my life with the awful memories of his family’s legacy. They tarnished my life and everything I had. I can’t possibly just work with him and act like those dark days were nothing. The hot water from the shower splash on my body and loosen my strained muscle, and I hurriedly wash my hair and body. After I was done taking a shower. I wore a blue strappy-back dress with matching heels. I apply a touch of makeup, black eyeliner, eyeshadow, red lipstick, and concealer. As I grabbed my purse I hear my phone buzz, looked at the number calling it was an unknown number."Hello," I say, answering the call"Hi Rachel, this is Richie speaking"Damn! I love the way he calls my name."Yes, Mr. Maranzano.""I need you to come to meet me at my house, we have to discuss some things concerning tomorrow’s meeting.""But, sir I-""Hello, hello Mr. Maranzano." I say but he had already hung up the call.What the hell was that? He didn’t even let me finish talking. I walked out of the room in annoyance. "Rebecca." I call out so she could hear me"I’m almost done dressing." I hear her say.I’m very sure that she’s going to hate Richie Maranzano for this. I walked to her room and peek my head in "I got bad news""Oh no, you are on your period," She says"What! No, not at all, my period is till the end of the month.""Then what’s the bad news?" She asks"Duty calls" I sigh "Richie just called I have to go discuss some office work with him," I tell her"At his house?""Yeah, but does it matter? He ruined our plans.""Yeah, but you know what, if something smoky happens, go for it.""Nothing is gonna happen.""You can’t tell. But I tell you if something will happen and-""Bye" I cut her off slamming the door shutRebecca is a crazy bitch, she says the worse thing. Nothing can happen between Richie and me.Once I arrived at his house, my jaw dropped, not because the house looked lavish but because it is the same house I found myself in last night. I entered the room I’m assuming Richie would be because I heard voices sounding from there. As I got there all eyes were on me, they looked shocked and Richie in particular looked like he didn’t expect to see me there."Hi" I awkwardly sayRichie’s eyes raked down my body as his gaze landed on my exposed thigh a small husky smirk appeared on his face."Take her to the workroom, I will meet her there," Richie says to the man standing next to him. He nodded and lead me out of the room.We got to the workroom and I sat on one of the chairs. Shortly, Richie walked into the room and sat on the chair across from mine."Thanks for coming on a short note Rachel." He saysControl yourself, Rachel, don’t kill him already. I gulped the lump in my throat and nodded."Before we begin the discussion. I have to tell you that I haven’t been clear to you on our first meeting but I, Richard Maranzano don’t take no for an answer, and secondly, when I call you I want you to answer the call on the second ring. When I called you, you answer the call on the third ring but I will let that slide since it’s your first day and a third of all" He takes a moment before he continued"When I’m talking I like it when you say some words so I know you are following up with me.""Okay. Mr. Maranzano." I say"Now, never call me Mr. Maranzano or Sir, I find them boring, as my personal assistant you can call me Richie. You get that?""Yes, Mr. Mar- I mean Richie""Good." He exhales as he stood up and brought out a file, he walks over to me and places the file on the desk. "This is everything you need to know about tomorrow’s meeting and my schedule, make sure I get busy days all week except Wednesdays"I nodded "Okay."Working with him can’t be that bad, I mean if I know how his schedule works I won’t have to depend too much on the internet and I won’t be crazy looking for ways to ruin him, I could simply follow his tracks and ruin him at his own game.I was about to stand up when Richie lean in, placing his hand on the table and the other hand on the back of my chair. I raise my head to look at him, as much as I hate to say this; Richie is hot. Very hot.He lean so close to me that I could feel his breath grazing against my face."You know how to make black coffee?"I slowly nodded still staring at him"Then make sure my coffee is ready and perfect for me to sip at 9 pm"I nodded and watched him incline his face toward me and lay his lips on mine. His lips were warm and soft. My lips parted slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside. I was filled with deep astonishment, wondering what was going on. Wondering why he kissed me and most importantly wondering why I didn’t pull away and slap him like I do to other guys.Do I like the kiss?Breathing deeply, I remained sitting and at this moment I was astonished."I will see you tomorrow, Rachel," He says and then walks out of the room.~RICHIE POVEarlier today, after the interview, I met Brad and got the job done, and afterward, I headed back home to meet Papa. As I got home, I met Papa sitting on the couch"Buona sera papà (Good evening Papa)" I say walking toward him"Benvenuto mio figlio. Hai fatto il lavoro? (Welcome my son, have you done the Job.)""Sì, l'ho fatto ma continuo a non capire tutto questo (Yes, I did but I still don't understand all this)" I say"non sta a te capire, fai come ti dico (it's not for you to understand, just do as I say.)""Ok, papà (Okay, papa)" I say. I’ve been doing whatever he says for the past ten years and things have been going great so I guess whatever he’s planning, is best for everyone."Mio figlio, voglio che tu faccia subito la prossima mossa (My son, I want you to make the next move instantly)" Papa says"Lo farò papà, ma ci vorrà del tempo (I will papa, but it will take some time)""Non c'è tempo, fallo in fretta prima di perdere Ezra (There is no time, do it quick before we lose Ezra)" He saysI was about to speak when I heard footsteps sounding toward the room and before I knew it Rachel was standing in front of the room.Oh shit! I forgot about our meeting with her. I looked at her and couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she is.Damn, it!! Screw my rules but does legs of hers are fascinating. I told Brad to take her to the workroom and as he left with her, I turn to look at Papa and said: "Parleremo più tardi papà (We will talk later papa)"He nods and then I head out of the room.While discussing with Rachel, I tried so hard to control myself but couldn’t, I just had to go for it. I kissed her lips slightly parting my tongue into hers. And just as I thought, her lips tasted great."I will see you tomorrow, Rachel," I say and then head out of the room.They say the sixteenth birthday party is the most important birthday party of a girl's life. It is joyful and memorable. Mine started joyful everyone was happy, Dad was singing I was dancing with my mom. I felt like a princess that day, in fact, I am a princess. My daddy’s little princess. Everything changed in a blink of an eye and suddenly it became an unexpected memory. It was very memorable such that it left a scar in the corner of my heart."Mom, I can’t go. I’m scared." I said sniffling between words. "You can do it, you have to." My mom said trying so hard to be brave but I can tell that she is scared. We all are. "No, I can’t, I can’t do it, Mom. I can’t leave you." Tears streamed down my face as I wiped them away. "You can and you will do it for me, for dad, and yourself." She said as I kept shaking my head disagreeing with her.She pushed me forward and waved her hands dismissively. "Go" She instructed "I can’t, I ca-" My throat felt like it was closing as I spoke each wo
It is night already which means a few minutes before the office dinner party. If it wasn’t for Rebecca and her dumb little influencing mouth, I wouldn’t have been getting ready. Goddamn! Richie didn’t even ask me to be his date, it was like a saying because he didn’t bother to hear my opinion on that.Rebecca has spent almost an hour painting my face all in the name of makeup and I’m fucking exhausted from that. "Goddamn! Becca, how long is it gonna take?" I say, groaning in annoyance "Just a few touches and we will be done." She responds I swear she has been saying that for the past thirty minutes. She applied a red lipstick on my lip and closed the tub before handing me a small mirror to look at myself. As I gaze at my reflection, the thoughts of my horrible sixteenth birthday party flashed through my eyes. That was the last time I had makeup done. I instantly dropped the mirror on the table trying so hard not to react."You don’t like the makeup?" Rebecca asks I gulped the lump
My eyes went wide as I kept to where I was sitting. I didn’t move an inch or say a word. My mind was blasting with questions. Questions like; what the hell Richie is doing? Why the heck is he doing this? Is this all part of a Mafia plan? What could they possibly want with me? When he said Rachel Green, was he referring to me? All these questions poured into my brain like a tidal wave.Richie and I don’t even know each other- well I know everything about him and I’m certainly sure that he knows nothing about me. With all my research I can tell that Richie isn’t the marriage kind of guy so why did he propose to me?I think I’m going to freak out. This is bad, this is very bad. I want to stop Richie but I don’t know how? Whenever I’m shocked, I lose myself just the way I’m losing myself right now. I feel like I’m paralyzed. My eyes were still locked on Richie’s eyes, he smiled at me and put the ring on my finger. "You make me feel complete." He whispers to me and then presses his lips on
I feel like today is going to be a great day for me. I always wanted to ruin or hurt Richie’s life either physically or emotionally and I think smashing a rejection in his face will be a small win for me. I have planned on how I will reject Richie, I am not going to do it in private, I will do it in public so everyone will know that Richie Maranzano is not every woman’s dream. Oh lord! This is going to be interesting, I can’t wait to do that. I have finished dressing up for work and was admiring myself as I apply red lipstick. "Rachel," Rebecca says walking into my room "Why are you up so early," I say looking at her through the mirror"We need to talk." "You broke up with your boyfriend didn’t you?" I asked turning back to look at her. I won’t be surprised if she did. "Not yet and it’s not even about me, it’s about you." She pointed at me "Those my lips look good?" I pout closing the lid of the lipstick."Oh wow! Is that red or nude?" She asks suddenly interested in what I’m say
"Is that what you want?" Rebecca asks through the phone as we're on a video call.A few minutes after I accepted Richie’s proposal, my phone starts to blast with calls, most were unknown numbers so I didn’t pick them up. The only call I picked up was Rebecca’s. She was beyond surprised and I am too. I didn’t expect to accept Richie’s proposal but here I am with a ring on my finger. "I don’t know, I was so confused at that moment and when I saw that evidence all I can think about is exposing Richie. And the only way I could think of is getting engaged with him." I say"I just feel like I will be able to get information and so many things about him now that I’m his fiancé." I continue "Well, you’re right on that but are you really sure about this? I just don’t want you to regret what you did.""I don’t know if I’m sure but even if I’m not sure about this, there is no going back. I have the ring on my finger and I did say yes.""That’s true. Anyways congratulations Richie Maranzino’s fi
"I want you to move in with me," Richie says "What? Why will I move with you?" I ask"Because I want you to." "Well, that’s not enough," I say. I can’t stand Richie, I hate him. If I move in with him, my life will be much worse than it already is. Acting like I don’t hate Richie and pretending everything is fine between Richie and me is killing me and if I move in with him, I might lose the little patience I have in me to tolerate him. Although this seems two ways sided, If I move in with him, it will be a great opportunity for me to get all the information I need about him and it will make it easier for me to ruin him. I don’t even think it will reach up to a month before I crush him into pieces. I will literally be his worst mistake. "I don’t want to pressure you into moving in with me but think about it, you’ve said yes and you are technically engaged to me. But it’s your choice, you can decide on whatever you want." He says "I don’t know, I’m-" I halted mid-sentence as I rethi
The ambulance arrives, and they force me away so they can treat Richie’s wounds and load him into the ambulance. I was worried that more blood would flow if I moved my hand, but thankfully it didn't. I hold on to Richie’s hand tightly as the ambulance drives. At the hospital, they force me away from him again. I feel like this is all my fault, if I had seen the plank falling down, Richie wouldn’t have rushed to save me and he wouldn’t have risked his life for me. While sitting in the waiting room, I consider if I should call one of Richie’s family members but I didn’t know how to tell them that Richie is in the hospital and is bleeding to death because he was trying to save me. I should be the one laying on the hospital bed, it should be my blood flowing out, I should be the one in pain. Richie doesn’t deserve all this. It’s my fault and I am supposed to be in there not Richie. If anything happens to Richie today, I will blame myself for it because it’s my fault. I want to ruin Ri
"You need help with the boxers?" I lean up to him and whisper as my hands rest on his waist, before nibbling on his ear as I take my mouth away. Richie is so hard against my stomach that I feel a little bad about what I'm going to do next."Yes," He breathes."Okay." I waste no time, quickly pulling down his boxers. I try my best to ignore the thought that crosses my mind as soon as I see him naked.He has such huge manhood. Cursing my pussy that is starting to get wet, my mind drifted to the thought of taking him right to the brink of coming, but then leaving him high and dry right before he does, so he knows to never touch me again. But another part of me; that I have no idea existed, wants him to fill me up and give me the kind of orgasm that would leave me breathless. I look up and stare Richie in the eye. I think it’s better I keep the game on and see where it takes me. He watches my tongue seductively flick out of my mouth, and his breath quickens. I will make him pay for all