Pleasantries from hell

Pleasantries from hell
Angelo’s pov~
“You should have knocked,” Emilia scowled before rolling her eyes. She wrapped the bedsheets around her body.

“On my door, isn't that crazy to hear? Emilia? How long has this been going on?” I asked.
“Are you dumb Angelo?” Elliot asked, I had suspected, but I only thought they were planning to rip Elias off his wealth before he passed.
“I knew you were greedy bastards but I didn't think you were fucking” I mocked.

“Oh please Angelo, even her fucking kids can see it, you don't have much going on for you up there other than your fucking self do you?” he asked, rolling over to put on his robe.
“ look enough, I don't care about whatever the Fuck you guys have going on I just know that we need to talk Elliot, right now, the future of whatever deal we have hangs on it” I said, I was about to sit on the couch when I noticed there was slimy fluid on it.
“I assume you will burn everything and replace them the next time I come here” I retorted.
Elliot scoofed before walking over to me, he grinned ear to ear and placed his arm on my shoulder.
“We do have a lot to discuss, particularly about this new wife of yours” Elliot stated, I looked over at Emilia, but somehow she didn't care, she only excused us, she headed for the kitchen.

“Come with me” he led me to my balcony like I didn't know where it was, I sighed in frustration.
He grabbed the cigar from the tray on top of the small glass table in front of us.

“What's going on Angelo, how did you let a young girl like that get under you, and she's getting away too? Are you losing your touch” he asked, giving me a perplexed look.
No one except my immediate family knew that I was terminally ill.
So telling Elliot my secret was ensuring my ultimate death at the hands of my enemies, he cannot be trusted.
“My marriage is none of your business and certainly not what goes on inside, I came for a reason, and that reason is how to get the new shipment of Vybe out of the country and into Russia.” I paused, placing an arm on the iron rails.

“The Serbs, those bastards, no one's heard from them since Elias died” I started, Elliot listened, he dragged a long whiff of the cigar and inhaled before releasing it in my face.
I fanned it away, giving him a warning stare, he raised one hand to apologize before turning to the skyview.
“Yeah, my sources say something went down in the mother land, a kgb crackdown and a new power rose from the ashes, but the good news is there’s a huge demand for Vybe” he smiled.
I nodded, “yes, I know that, it's been a huge success and the world wants it,” I was very proud, Selene had promised a new batch of whatever she was cooking up in her lab, it had taken months to refine but when the finished version came, it exploded the market.

I named it Vybe because somehow I was the only one immune to its effect.

“No one has been able to replicate it, tell me Angelo what's the secret?” he asked, I shook my head with a grin, “If I told you that I'd be out of business won't I?”
Elliot glared at me for some time, each minute he dragged the cigar and puffed.
“Makes you untouchable doesn't it?” he mocked.
Unfuckwithable is more like it.

“I don't presume to know what the world thinks of me I just want my money, anyone who stands in the way of that gets a spot waiting for them in hell” I replied.
I scoffed, “and Elsie? Does she get the same treatment or is it because she's been confirmed the real mother of your child?” he asked, his eyes desperate to find a moment of weakness.
“Its complicated and ill leave it at that, but im going to say this once, and once only, no one fucks with my wife except me, she's mine to do whatever I damn well please, but be rest assured she will get what's coming to her” 
He tapped my shoulder again, “she must have some candy pussy for you to say these things Angelo, she put you in jail remember?” 
I shook his hand off my body, “I want a meet with the head of the buffalo gang, I know there’s a bounty out on her head, I can't risk being seen” I stated, Elliot nodded his head, “I wonder who put it this bounty out on her head, must be a real vindictive son of a bitch don't you think?”
We gave each other knowing looks before I turned away.
“Get back to me as soon as you can Elliot, you have a stake in this, if we don't send products out we don't get paid, until Elsie falls in line we've got to figure out other ways to get them shipped out of the country, undetected” I finished.
“But…..”
I stopped in my tracks, “What about that cop, the Sawyer boy, I know you have history”
I clenched my fish in anger, his name sent irritation down my spine, “ill deal with him you don't have to worry about that, set the meeting” I slid the door leading inside open.
“Yes boss, anything else you want my lordship?” he asked but I could hear the venom in his tone.
“I know you know something about that key Elliot” I said before closing the door.
He didn't respond.
I met Emilia on the way, “leaving?” she asked, I nodded, “burn the sheets Emilia, I don't want my bed smelling of your old pussy when I come next time to cheat on your daughter” it seemed to humor her, “which one?” she mocked.
“Both of them” I smiled, I walked towards the door and soon I was out.

Emilia Hathaway’s pov~
I watched both my daughters’ husband walk away from me. There was a time when I controlled him, when he was willing to please me.
But somehow, A short encounter with my eldest daughter had changed everything.
Growing older has made me lose my touch, he may not be in my grasp anymore but there was one who had always quietly worshiped the ground I walked on.
“My love” I heard from behind, the sweet smell of his expensive cigar filled my lungs and I found myself melting in his arms.
“It seems our spy was unsuccessful in retrieving the secret to Vybe, for now we have to do what he wants,” he confessed.
“I must say, baby, we are closer and closer to actualising our plans, but for now we lay low, so do what he wants” I smiled, grabbing him close to me and kissing him all over.

He picked me up and set me on his hip.

“He wants to meet Estephano, it will ruin some of our deals with the Mikhailov Bratva in Russia, who knows what they are going to discuss, do we want that? What are you going to do baby?” he informed me, I smiled.
Like a good little boy, he split every discussion they had.

“You don't have to worry about that Elliot, just do as I say and I promise, everything we want will be ours, im going to pay an old friend a visit”