Debt to the Mafia

Chapter 17

A tall, cream brick wall surround the perimeter of a huge castle like building. The stony path led all the way to the large double doors. Every window that was on show had a Victorian style to them and the building stood tall. A small set of steps ascended up to the entrance and more men than I could count were patrolling the front. I didn’t realise just how many people Michele had in his ‘gang’. They were all identically dressed in their leather jackets and black t-shirts. Every single one of them were covered with tattoos and hardly spoke a word of English. When I entered the house, I admired the white tiled flooring and red carpet that indicated a walkway up to the top of the staircase. 

To the left of me was an open kitchen with just an arch for a door. It had the same colours to the penthouse back in New York. Another archway further down led to a large dinning room with a long glass table. The metal black chairs matched the stands of the table, covered with a cream fabric. On the right was a huge room which I was guessing is the living room. This room once again matched the one in the penthouse regarding the colour scheme. White sofa’s and a glass coffee table. The TV was much bigger and had a surround sound system set up below it. Dozens of paintings decorated the walls of every room, some seemed to be portraits of family members. There was a door at the end n the right which was closed. 

“What’s in there?” I asked Nico pointing to the only door on the ground level.

“That is the indoor pool room” he answered. My eyes widened at the thought of there being a pool that had nice warm water. I was definitely planning on going for a dip at some point.

“Do you want me to show you your room.” Nico asked and I nodded in reply. We headed up the large staircase and walked round to the left corridor. There was at least 15 doors one either side and one at the end. 

“These are the bedrooms, many of our men stay here” he explained. We stooped in front of the door at the end and Nico unlocked it. We entered a room with a large king size bed placed against the back wall. There were two doors, one located on each side of the room. The cream carpet oozed between my toes. The bed was covered in a turquoise over throw with matching pillows. The main sheets were white with a turquoise flowery detail on them. On back wall was matching flowery wallpaper that matched the print on the bedding. It was stunning. Two cream tables set beside the bed and one had a lamp on the top. 

“Wow, it’s beautiful” I complimented. Nico grinned at me.

“Wait until you see your bathroom”

“My bathroom?” I questioned excitedly. Nico walked over to the door on the left side of the room and opened it. The room was covered in creamy beige tiles with silver detailing between. The large mirror reflected back at us on the right wall. Two counters with a silvery sink sat above the cabinet doors underneath. The bath was deep and spacious and was placed next to a luxurious walk in shower. The toilet was set in the left corner closest to the door. I was gobsmacked at how impressive my room actually was. It was like living in my own flat. 

“I love it” I grinned.

“The other door is your own walk in wardrobe, Sandy has already filled it with clothes for you” he informed me.

“Sandy?” I asked. 

“She’s one of the people who work here, she’s been assigned especially to you so if you need anything at all just ask her, it’s her job to attend to your needs” he smirked. 

“I will let you get settled in, we are going to be eating in about thirty minutes so feel free to join us and meet the rest of us” he said before leaving the room. I headed over to the door on the right to inspect the kind of clothes that this ‘Sandy’ had bought me. To my surprise, there were a large variety of clothes in the draws and hanging up on rails. Pairs of shoes were neatly held up on the shoe rack at the back; heels, flats, trainers and there was even a pair of warm boot like slippers. This room was fit for a princess. 

I decided to put on some comfy pyjama shorts and a matching top. I didn’t want to get dressed because it was really late. I don’t get how the guys can eat at this time. Glancing in the mirror of the bathroom,  I gathered my hair up into a high pony tail and pulled it tight. I heard Michele call out my name from inside the bedroom which caused me to grunt. I walked out of the bathroom and stared at him. 

“What do you want?” I rudely asked. 

“You need to stop speaking to me like that Amelia. I won’t be able to contain my anger” he warned. I rolled my eyes and stepped towards the bed.

“I wanted to make sure you had everything you needed” he finally answered. I stared at him and folded my arms.

“I’m fine”. He sighed dramatically and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Amelia, that woman you saw me with, she’s...”

“Can we do this another time, I’m really tired and it’s been a long day” I interrupted him. His jaw tensed with annoyance and he stood up. 

“It wasn’t what you thought it was. I don’t see her like that” he defended.

“That’s why she was sitting on your lap and playing with your hair” I huffed. There was a long pause before I asked him to leave.

“You don’t get to tell me where to go in my own house!” He yelled. 

“I don’t want to talk about it when it’s this late at night! I’m tired and I need to get use to my ‘new home’” I snapped. Michele intimidatingly stared at me. I could tell he was contemplating whether or not to physically hurt me. He turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him. He’s actually going to try and lie to my face when I’ve spent a long time making sure that his friend is stable? I can’t believe him.