THE SECOND SON OF MAFIA BOSS
ZARYA'S POV
It had been a week. There was no information I gathered. No signs of Mafia anything that could be used for bringing them down.
Bram was too clean to work. Between us, the only thing I did was office work. When he was talking to someone on the phone, he moved away so I could not hear it. I did not even meet his father, who according to the employees is so busy with some matters. If I was asked about their family, they did not talk.
"If you want to stay in your job. Keep your mouth shut." Those were their words, meaning there was something, but they were just silent.
Who would talk about them? Every person in this building needs money. That was how the Human World works. Hali, Khal, and Froy were always contacting me, asking me what was happening. The informer never stopped finding the details about them. I just hoped he found all we needed, so I could halt this mission.
I was at my table, typing on the keyboard when I heard Bram calling me. "Zarry."
"Yes, Sir?" I stood up and walked toward his table. Since I was his secretary, our tables were near each other. We were in one office.
He settled up, walked closer to me, too. He gazed from my feet to my face. I gasped for air, heavily breathing when his hands went to my thighs. After this mission, I am going to cut his hand. I swear.
The fear crawled to my chest when he gazed at me intimately. I breathe in and out, but I managed not to make it obvious.
Hali, help me.
I had no idea why Hali was the first person that came to my mind. We had an agreement. No one would touch me. I was his when the agreement was still valid. Therefore, no hands were allowed to touch me.
I was about to kick him when I felt uncomfortable. He pulled my skirt down as if he did not want to see my thighs.
"Go to Caspian in his condo. Do not wear a skirt or you'll never leave the room unfucked." He turned his back.
I shut my eyes as I was blowing a sigh of relief. I thought he was going to...
He came back, handing me the brown folder. "You are my secretary, not a whore. Unless you want him to fuck you. Be careful."
I moved my head slightly up. My collar bone was exposed above my chest while breathing in and out, taking all the courage I would get the stand still. My feet were hurting. I was not used to wearing heels or what. Not my thing.
He grabbed a white paper bag and placed it on the table. "Wear this."
I handed the bag. "I'll do it, Sir."
"Go now."
I nodded my head for the second time before I left the office room. One man had knocked on the office, causing me to stop.
Does he have a meeting? With this man? Which was why he sent me away?
I observed the man. He was not that old, perhaps, in his late 40's. He had brown eyes, a little white hair, a sign of aging and he was not that tall. He had a case in his hand, and it seemed like he was too careful about it. My eyes settled on him until he walked inside Bram's room.
I headed to the girl's restroom. Every action was in a hurry. I opened the white paper bag. I was shocked when I saw it was a decent black slock, long sleeves white, and black flat shoes.
What is this? He wanted me to wear this? For?
On the other side of my brain, it was saying that he was protecting me from the second son of the Mafia Boss. His friend, Caspian Gatlin. I was a bit curious why I would give this brown envelope. I flipped it back and front. It was sealed and I could not open it.
I rushed to change my clothes. I went back to the office, but I did not open the door. I was just gearing up for the conversation.
"I can't surrender the Land of Pieces! My brothers are buried there!" I heard the voice of Bram. In my weeks with him, I did not hear him shout like that. He was a silent kind of person.
"But the opponents are planning to attack it. The company is being bankrupt because of the bombing and ravishing the Light House." The man who I saw a while ago talked.
Light House? Does he mean, they destroy it? Just to find Hali?
"I don't care! Dad needs to know about everything! I told him not to seek out the guy who beats us in the Light House, but he insisted. The image of the company is essential! No investors! No money!" Bram's voice again.
"But your dad is-"
I almost jumped when I heard a shot of a gun.
"You are noisy." I heard Bram again. "Guards! Clean the mess!"
I ran as fast as I could. He fired a gun at the man in an instant? No question, just killing. My hand was shaking as I peeped into the door of the office. I hid at the wall near the restroom. That was unexpected. He was hiding his silent treatment from everyone.
My eyes widened when I was about to walk. I bumped into the big chest of a man. I gasped for air as the nervousness spread throughout my body.
Trace Hendrix.
He was another Mafia Boss' son, Caspian and Bram's friends, involved in perverting Kastrid. The reason why I was here. The reason why their lives were in danger. Khal, Froy, all of them.
He held my shoulder tightly. He glared at me for so long with his gritting teeth. "I heard Bram has a new secretary."
"I am." I tried not to stammer, but it appeared in my voice.
"Yes, I know." His eyes brought down to my body. "A beautiful one. He told me."
I was startled. I thought Bram did not care about my appearance. I never caught him looking at me with a spark of admiration.
"He's right." He removed his hand on me. "Just follow his instructions." His eyebrow wrinkled. "If you don't want to die early."
I nodded my head shakily. "I'll get going." I was about to hurry, leaving him when he spoke again.
"What you hear and see stays in you or else I'll fuck you… harder."
I gritted my teeth in madness. My eyes narrowed as it was sharp.
Try me and your cock will no longer be attached to your balls.
Hali owns me as the agreement is valid.