Chapter 3 A Deal With The Don

The moment she stepped into the sleek, dark office, the air seemed to shift, heavy with a quiet, and heavy tension. She didn't asked for this meeting and didn't know why she was summoned also certainly didn't know who the hell is the man behind the desk.

Her eyes flickered over the room from the mahogany desk to the artwork on the work and to the chair where he was sitting, his eyes met with hers sharp as a predator.

"you must be... His voice was smooth but there was a cold authority behind it that sent chill up her spine.

"I'm sure you know why you are here"

She stood still thought runs through her mind " I don't know you how then would I know why I was summoned" she said firmly keeping her tone even. And we are strangers.

He leaned back in his chair casually as if the power of the world was his to command, and mostly he enjoyed watching squirm.

"you're not just anyone, though I have been watching you, miss...

"not interested in anything sir and you have the wrong girl, I sure that we don't have anything in common or anything I can offer!!

A moment passed in silence tension building between them. His gaze never left her, his eye darkening then he pulled a file from his desk and placed it in front of her. "lets make a deal, and your mother's hospital bills will be paid, I mean all of them. But in exchange I need something from you, a little favor"

She eyed him warily, skepticism sharpening her words. " what could you possibly need from a poor and low life me?

He smiled, " Nothing complicated" just a little ... hmm personal waitress service. It won't take much only a few nights a week, and I will make sure your mother's debts are nothing but a past".

The offer hung in the air, tempting in it's simplicity yet something in his words, the way his eyes darkened made her instinctively take a step back. "I'm not your servant".

His smirk widened unfazed by her rejection but surprised because every lady will be happy to take the offer but not this one, her rejection made believe he has made the right decision about her been his woman.

"We'll see, won't we?

She turned, walking towards the door refusing to give in, but his voice stooped her half way out.

"you might walk away now but the game has just begun, little bird and trust me ... you'll be back darling".

She didn't turn but murmured in her heart " I hate when he calls me that, who do he thinks he is My God or what? But as she stepped into the hallway, her heartbeat quickened and a strange sense of unease creeping in.

Metteo has made his move and though she isn't aware yet but she is already tangled in his web.