Mobsters Desire

II | Accept

Elena's Pov

Waking up the very next morning I felt different, like my whole life was going to change. Letting out a sigh I got up from the bed, noticing that my sister was still asleep I realized that today was saturday. Luckily for us our parents would be coming back soon, sometime within the next hour or two considering it being just seven in the morning. Walking towards the closet I pull open the door, taking out a tight white long sleeved shirt along with a vintage check pleated short skirt I taken it and grabbed a matching set of white undergarments. Walking out of the room I lock myself in the bathroom, turning on the light I began my routine. 

As I brushed my teeth I took off my clothes, putting on my undergarments and my outfit for today. I may not be working anymore but I had to buy vegetables so my mother could cook today. 

Putting away the toothbrush I looked at myself in the mirror, observing my face. Shrugging at myself I picked up my moisturizer and applied some on my face. Today was a makeup free day. Undoing my braids from last night I let my hair fall down, adjusting the waves so it wouldn't look too messy. 

Exiting the bathroom and going back into the room I picked up a pair of white knee length high socks along with some white shoes and put them on. I look like a kid... Standing back up from the bed I take my bag and walked out of the apartment, making sure I locked the door behind me so no one would walk in. 

Upon exiting the building the soft breeze greeted me. Closing my eyes I breathed out, enjoying the moment before it went away. What sucks about me walking to just buy some vegetables is that I can't go into the small grocery shops that are on the corners but rather walk about twenty to thirty minutes just to buy them at a different store. It's annoying but I understand since these are more organic, freshly picked out of a farm. 

As I'm walking my thoughts slowly drifted off to the man I met yesterday afternoon, Luciano. Feeling my cheek warm up I mentally scold myself for easily being embarrassed. Stop it! Luciano was really hot that's for sure but he was really sweet- generous. I find it strange that within minutes of me not having a job he offers one to me. I don't like where it's located but the idea of working for him made me warm inside- nervous for sure but the excitement was overwhelming.

I would have to call him later on the day to see what the job offers for me to convince myself to work for him since the job was in Italy. 

Approaching a construction sight I take extra caution since truckers could leave at any moment through the opening at the front. Taking a look inside to see if there was any truckers I let out a gasp, not expecting to see anything but workers and trucks loading off supplies. 

'Could that be who I think it is?' I asked myself as I slowly passed by, observing the car more carefully. It looked exactly like Luciano's car from yesterday. All blacked out along with the tinted windows. It could be a bentley but I'm pretty sure it could be anyone's. Shrugging off the idea that it could be Luciano I looked forward and continued my journey to the store. 

I need to stop thinking about him! 

'You can do it!' I told myself as I approached the store. Entering the building I was immediately greeted by the clerk. Waving back at him I went towards the back where the vegetables were at. As I reached for the lettuce the little water misters turned on, spraying little droplets above the vegetables. A small smile appears as I felt the sudden coolness consume me, the fresh scent of the veggies calmed me down. 

After picking out a few things I payed for them, with a final goodbye I head back home.

I smile to myself as I walked, the image of Lorenzo was consuming my thoughts. I don't know why i'm thinking about him but I know that I like him. Letting out a sigh I remove my smile, I shouldn't have a crush on just any man, especially one that could be potentially my new boss but we would have to see. 

As I neared the construction sight I told myself not to look in, to mind my business. My head is playing games with me. Shaking the feeling 'of someone was looking at me' off I continued my way back home. The thought of my parents being back at the house already made me speed walk, I really wanted to hug them, it's been a while. Within minutes I arrived home. Unlocking the front door I pushed it open, being greeted by my parents voices.

"Ciao mamma!" Translation: Hi mom! Placing the bags in the kitchen I turn around and rushed over to my mother side, giving her a tight hug as I relaxed in her arms. Feeling her pat my back she greeted me back. Looking over at my dad I greeted him to, smiling as the sight of him brought me joy. "Ciao papà, come stai?" Translation: Hi dad, how are you doing? I ask him as I let go of my mother to hug my dad. He smiles at me, responding back that he was just a little tired. 

Sitting down on the couch with my father we talked, catching up with each other since a lot changes in a week. 

Releasing a sigh I lean my head back, my hand running over my hair as I felt slightly disappointed in myself. I shouldn't have help Danny but he was a friend, deep down I thought he would do the same but I was completely wrong, he messed up everything for me. 

"Mi è stato offerto un lavoro, ma non sono sicuro che ti piacerà la posizione." Translation: I got offered a job, but i'm not sure your going to like the location. My father looks at me, telling me to continue. He was curious.

"È in Italia ..." Translation: It's in Italy. I spoke softly to my father. He seemed deep in though, debating with himself. He shakes his head at me, disapproving the job. My mother and my father were both born in Italy, shortly after they got married they fled the country, wanting to escape the mess back home. Apparently at the time there was a Mafia war between two. I'm not sure how it happened but my parents didn't want their children to grow up there so here I am with my sister. In america .

"I don't like the idea of this." He sighs out loud. Crossing my arms over my chest I look down at the ground, avoiding his eyes. I don't like the idea either but deep down I feel like this is the best move. Reaching over the couch to grab my bag I open it, reaching out the business card that Lorenzo gave me. "Call me." I shiver slightly, remembered his voice... His sexy Italian accent. 

"He gave me his business card. I could call and see what kind of incentives the job offers?" I asked him. Receiving a nod from him a small smile appeared on my face. Getting up from the couch I grabbed my bag and headed back to my room. Closing the door I quickly get out a piece of paper and a pen so I could write down anything important and later do the 'pros and cons' of it. Seeing that my sister was still asleep I quickly get out my flip phone and sat down on my bed. Pulling out the card I dialed it on my phone.

'Why am I nervous?' I asked myself as I placed the phone against my ear. Hearing it ring a couple of time I began to doubt myself. Who am I kidding? I won't be getting the job... Ha! I'm just a girl the he met, it was a coincidence that that same day I was fired-

"Hello?" 

- Oh shit... He picked up the phone! 

"Um h-hi Lorenzo." I stutter over my words as I tried to find my voice. Jesus why am I like this?! It's obvious that he affects me! HIs voice sounded so sexy, so deep! Stop it! 

"Elena is that you?" I smile to myself, I love the way how he said my name. He could say my name as many times as he wanted and I would never get tired of it. 

"Sorry yes that's me." 

"You're calling to accept the job offer?" Replying 'no' to him I began to explain myself as to why I was calling. I would love to work for him. I may not know the amount he would be paying me but the mere thought of working for him, being able to get close to him made me feel good, I was already convinced to work for him but it's for my father.

"If you came to work as a housekeeper for me I would be paying you around thirty euros, which in america would be considered thirty three dollars or so," Whoa... "Accepting the offer you would be offered housing in my house or apartment for free but since I'll be needing you... You would stay in the house. You would have a large closet and a bathroom that connects with your room." 

"Monday could be your day off but for the following days you'll be working for nine to ten hours." Good money. Good hours. And free housing. This is sweet! With that kinda money I'll be able to send my family some money to help them out. I know that I still have to tell my father and knowing him he would say no but I can't take that for an answer. This is a big opportunity that can benefit me and my family. 

"Lorenzo," I let out a soft sigh as I closed my eyes, breathing in air as I tried to calm myself. "I appreciate the offer you gave me so I accept the job." 

"Okay, I'll be sending you an address so we can sign some contracts and get you ready for this."

As time passes we both eventually hang up. I was excited! The only problem is telling father but I'm not sure how he would react with this. 

At the end of the day I'm doing this for my family but somehow deep down I feel like I'm doing this because I find him attractive. Feeling myself calm down I get up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom, ready to tell my father everything. 

'Hope this turns out good.'