Chapter 18

I had come up with the conclusion over the last few days that if I wanted to get my way, I would definitely have to try to be on Lucas' good side. The last time I was allowed to leave this place was the week when Lexi had somehow got him to allow me out with her. I was getting a bit bored and quite agitated with having to stay inside this place every day with not much to do. At times, I would help Greta in the kitchen or with whatever else it is she has to do but that wasn't much and most of the time she wouldn't allow me to do anything.

Since I had been staying here at Lucas' place and him basically controlling my life, it made me curious. I didn't know much about Lucas except that he was an under boss to a mafia boss and also a business man. I finally decided to try get some additional information on him the only way I could- googling his name. I was greeted with quite an amount of information.

Lucas Johnathon Ackles was a twenty-seven years old business man who owns a few business establishments of his own and also partnered with other businesses with his boss Giovanni Cavelli. I had learned that Lucas was in charge of some apartment complex, resorts, restaurants and hotels and a crazy idea had popped into my head.  I wasn't sure it was going to work but I at least needed to try. I had a proposition for Lucas and I was really hoping he would consider it.

I had been wanting to talk to him for days and luckily today, Lucas was surprisingly home and in what I found out was his office. I had been there for a while and never knew that he had a home office. Nervously and unsure, I walked to the office door that was slightly ajar. Sighing quietly, I placed a few knocks on the door.

"Come in." I heard Lucas serious voice replied.

Letting out a breath I was holding, I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Lucas was there sitting in the chair in front a desk staring at some papers in his hand. Wringing my hands together nervously, I stepped closer to him. Lucas looked up at me curiously before pointing to one of the chairs that was off at the side. I didn't wait for him to do it twice, I simple went over and sat in one of the chairs facing him.

"So?" Lucas asked looking at me as he placed the papers back on the table. "What is it you want?"

"I uhm... I wanted to speak with you about something. I wanted to ask you something." I said hesitantly before pausing.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Lucas urged me on. "Although, you do know that if you're planning to ask me to let you go, the answer is no."

"No. It's not that." I said to him afraid to look him fully in the eyes. "It’s sort of like a proposition."

"What kind of proposition could you possibly have for me?" Lucas asked raising a brow.

"Well, I happened to find out that you uhm...you have dealings in a lot of businesses. You even own this apartment complex. Am I right?" I started off.

"Quite the research you've done Amy," Lucas replied amused. "Well done."

"Yeah well... I-I wanted to ask you... I know you don't intend to let me out of your sight again but I was actually wondering if you..." I stopped- biting my bottom lip while being unsure of how to continue.

"Will you just say what you have to say already? I don't have all day." Lucas said obviously becoming annoyed with my current behavior.

"I was wondering if you'd offer me a job?" I finally got to the point.

"What?" Lucas asked surprise.

"I think it’s a good idea. I mean you obviously don't trust me going out and working somewhere else and I'm here every day— doing nothing. I just feel… I feel useless being cooped up in here without anything to do." I tried reasoning with him. "I have needs; I even want to help pay for my mom's heart procedure but I can't if I'm solely locked up here. If I need anything, I can't afford to get it because I don't have any money or a job. And I'm not going to ask you for them. I rather be asking you for a job, please? That way, I'll be working right under your nose and you'd be aware of everything I'm doing. You can even assign someone to keep an eye on me if it'll make you feel better because I know you used to."

"Who says that?" Lucas asked raising a brow at me.

"No one. Nobody had to tell me anything, I just figured it out. How else would you know I'll be at Matthew's place that night? How would you know I was in trouble?" I asked him. "Lucas, please just think about it before you shoot me down. I really need a job"

"Okay, let's say I'm offering you a job at one of my establishments, what skills do you have to offer to any of the businesses?" Lucas asked propping his feet up on the table.

"Well, I've worked in a bar before so I know a bit of how to go about things there. And I've also did a little waitressing." I said to him.

I noticed that he seemed to be waiting for me to continue so I did. I started mentioning the only other skills I know that I had.

"I'm good with people and interacting with them. And I've took seven years of gymnastics, and as you already know, I can dance."

"So you want to be one of the entertainers at one of the clubs?" Lucas raised a brow.

"Not really. I'd prefer working in a bar or restaurant but..."

"I'll think about it." Lucas replied cutting me off.

"What? You will?" I asked surprise.

"I just said that I will, didn't I?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah but I... Thank you." I said to him.

"Don't thank me yet," Lucas said turning back to the papers he had discarded earlier. “ I haven’t agree to anything yet.”

"Oh... Okay." I said getting up. "I guess I should go now."

"Yeah you should." Lucas replied paying attention to his papers once again.