The Mafia's girl

Chapter 3 Meeting Riccardo Ferrante

-Vivian-

I swallow when I'm in the back of the car with the two strangers. The man behind the wheel is called Andrew and the other Stefano, and the latter has explained what they are doing and where they are taking me to.

There is a large luxurious building in the economic part of the city in which the office of Riccardo Ferrante is located.

And now they take me to meet him, Riccardo Ferrante.

There is a parking space in front of the building, where there is room for four cars.

There is a special parking space for special guests and they enter through the parking garage under the property.

I'm a special guest because we go into the parking garage. Andrew doesn't have to say anything, the big gate opens for him immediately.

"For your safety, we go into the garage," Andrew explains. "Then no one knows you're here." He adds and I nod.

I'm nervous and I have no idea what to expect. I knew that my father was doing the wrong things, he regularly came home bleeding or had broken something again.

That doesn't happen to people with a regular jobs, but I don't know what he did.

I sigh deeply and the man in the passenger seat looks up at me through the mirror.

"Don't worry Vivian, you're in good hands. We will not hurt you." The man tries to reassure me, and I look up at him with big eyes, at times like this I want to be the little girl again and crawl into bed with my mother.

"We leave your stuff in the car, Riccardo is going to tell us where we're taking it," Stefano informs me.

He gets out and opens the door for me.

"Rule 1." He starts when I get out.

"From now on, you never get out of the car if it is not opened for you." He points at the car, his voice sternly, and I look at him. He smiles, but his voice told me anything but kindness.

"We are there for your safety. If it is not safe, we do not open the door. So you never do it yourself. Agreed?" he asks and I nod.

"Lesson 2." He continues, "Always use words." He raises his eyebrows and I don't look at him understandingly.

"Words?" I ask and he laughs.

"You nod, but you have to talk in this world." He tells me and I nod

" Okay," I exclaim right after it.

"All right, now we'll go upstairs." He points behind him and he holds the red door open for me and I walk through it.

Stefano presses the elevator button and when the elevator is there, we get in together.

He puts me in the corner and he stands in front of me. I see how we go to the top floor. In the elevator, I see several signs of the companies that are here.

Mr. Ferrante shares the building with Lamberti Enterprise and Bellucci real estate. The longer the ride up takes, the more nervous I feel.

Then I hear the well-known ping and the doors open. Stefano walks first and I follow him. From the elevator, you can go in two directions, to the left, and right. Stefano goes right.

The floor looks like white marble and you can hear different shoes clicking on the floor, feminine heels, but also the neat shoes of men. Some walls are painted in warm colors, sand-collard, but most of them are white.

Stefano greets some people walking there and people nod kindly to me as we walk past them. Both men and women walk on the floor and I see several office spaces.

They all have the same layout, I can see that through the windows. Some have the blinds of the windows closed, but most are open. Some people are yelling at their phones.

At the end of the corridor, we stop and Stefano knocks on the door.

"Come in." I hear a heavy male voice say and Stefano opens the door.

"Mss Vivian Ward." He informs, and when I'm inside, Stefano closes the door.

Stefano sits down on the couch next to the door.

I'm not sure what to do, so I'm left uneasy. It is a large office, a bright office with many windows. It is not very cozy, there are few personal items and also only one large plant in the corner of the room.

Next to it is a coat rack and there is a long black coat on it. There is seating with two chairs by the window and next to the door is a large sofa where Stefano has sat down and someone is sitting behind a large desk. When I look at the man behind the desk, I see that he has neat shoes, which shine brown and I am sure when he walks on the white marble floor that you hear the ticking of his heels, he is wearing a dark blue suit and a white shirt underneath.

His hair is black and smooth combed back and he has brown eyes.

Sh*t.

Only then do I see that the man is also looking at me, and I see his grin on his face.

"Vivian?" he asks, and I nod and Stefano clears his throat.

"Yes, yes I am," I answer nervously and the man behind the desk gets up and walks toward me.

I see him looking at me from head to toe and taking me in, slowly like a lion walking to his prey. He walks around me and I smell the smell of his perfume.

Do men wear perfume?

It smells delicious.

Suddenly I feel self-conscious.

Is what I’m wearing good enough? I look down, at my old all-stars, my yoga pants, my tank top, and a jean jacket. My hair piled in a bun on top of my head, wild as ever.

He stops again in front of his desk and in front of me and looks at me again.

Just like I did with him, only he was at the desk and I wasn't. I feel that I have to blush and I look away from him.

He's tall, but on the other hand, I'm small.

He steps forward and he gently grabs my chin.

"Don't look away."

His voice demanding and his voice goes and sets my body on fire. I’ve never ever had this strong feeling before.

He steps back

"Riccardo."

He holds out his hand and I mine. He doesn't shake my hand but kisses the top of my hand. I don't know what's happening to me, but I feel my cheeks getting warm and I quickly pull my hand back.

He chuckles and sits down at his desk again.

"Sit down." He tells me, the demanding voice again, and he points to the chair in front of his desk and behind me, a door opens and a woman comes in and puts down a jug of water and three glasses, and then she leaves again.

Stefano gets up and pushes me to the chairs and I sit down.

Stefano pours water for me, Riccardo, himself, and sits down next to me on the chair.

"Relax, Riccardo is not going to eat you." He smiles at me and I look from him at Riccardo and take a big sip of water.

"Good to have you here. You're a beautiful girl." Riccardo starts talking.

"okay." I don’t know what else to say to him and he frowns.

"did you say something?" he asks. Is he serious?

"Yes," I answer and he laughs.

"You don't have to whisper. We sit opposite each other, you whisper in someone's ear, you are too far away for that." He states and he looks up from his desk, straight into my eyes.

"If you want to whisper you have to come and sit on my lap, otherwise I won't hear you." he winks, I blush and look away and Stefano laughs and I don't know what to say now.