Crazy Rich Mafia

"Faith!" I heard him call me when I was about to open the door. So I immediately turned around to face him… he was already pointing out the small door that I saw a while ago. "The coffee is over there." He said.

"Oh!" I replied embarrassedly.

I put my head up and acted proudly as I went to the small door.

But I was surprised to see another two doors inside that little door when I entered. I first saw the coffee maker on the counter and some other utensils which I immediately started to make coffee.

Now, I remembered what coffee he liked back then...it was coffee with milk and a lot of sugar. Before I could even finish making his coffee, I was tempted to open the white door since the other one looks like a comfort room.

But I realized that I was already taking too long by just making a coffee so I decided to put my curiosity behind me and went out bringing his coffee.

I was welcomed by a Scott that was standing near his window and talking to a phone, he was frowning and clenching his jaw.

I carefully walked into his desk and placed his coffee inches away from his documents and ready to leave the room.

"Faith." I stopped as I heard him call my name, he's now walking into my direction bringing his coffee, "Tell Madison to prepare us a plane... We're going to Italy later tonight." He added.

"Did your men find her already?" I asked out of the blue, they are too quick to move...and at the same time I was curious and I also wanted to know if they found the guy in the picture.

He nodded proudly and sat on the couch.

"W-what about the guy...Paolo?" I hesitated.

He shook his head and clenched his fist, "He managed to get away, he left her in their hotel room while she was sleeping… That bastard!"

I didn't realize that I was also clenching my fist as I listened to him… I also felt frustrated as he is. For some reason, I also want to break the neck of the guy in the picture.

Few moments of silence covered the room… you can almost hear his heavy breathing while he was staring into the coffee. It is as if he diverted his anger to the mug as his skin that was holding it turned pale while he was gripping into it.

I let out a deep sigh and bowed my head before I decided to go out of his office and tell Madison what I was told to say to her... which she gladly followed.

I was sitting in my chair right beside Madison when I noticed the paperbag that was given by Scott this morning… I facepalmed myself because of my stupidity.

Since I'm already finished with my work and I still need to wait for Scott and it's already five in the afternoon…So I waited for Madison to go home before I decided to open the bag.

My eyes popped out open upon seeing what's inside it...it was a brand-new cellphone and an expensive one to be more specific.

I didn't know how to react… as if he seemed to know that I was looking for my phone and that I lost it somewhere I don't know.

I didn't plan on accepting this so I quickly stood up and walked towards his door and knocked three times… I waited for his signal before I opened and stepped inside.

"What's this?" I fiercely said as soon as I entered the room...I was holding the paper bag and raised it up to the air enough for him to be able to see.

He frowned while his eyes were into me and shifted into the bag and back to my face. I noticed that he was now wearing glasses.

That made him look more attractive to my eyes.

"Did you open it?" He questioned. "If you do... you'd find out what's inside that thing." He added sarcastically as he closed the folder that he was holding and put his pen on his table and let out a sigh… he then removed his glasses and placed them on his table.

I rolled my eyes at him, "Why did you give me this?" I rephrased what I said now in an irritated voice.

"It's a gift… and you'll need it. I know you lost your phone somewhere." He answered firmly and took his suit and wore it.

"I--" He didn't let me finish as he put his one finger into my mouth. It was too sudden that I didn't realize he was already near me… just a second ago he was on his desk and now he was holding my wrist.

"No more buts... let's go! We don't have enough time." He said sharply.

"Where are we going!?" I exclaimed. He glared at me with confused eyes and seemed to be asking how the heck did I forget about that thing.

But it was already late when I realized that he was talking about us flying to Italy. I knock my own head because of my stupidity. "Oh, I'm sorry… I forgot about it." I said casually as if nothing happened.

He let out a deep breath and started to walk towards the door without a word. I immediately followed him and hurriedly took my bag as we passed by my desk... Without stopping.

They were both silent while they travelled back to his house. He must be pretty occupied with the things that happened to his company and the betrayal.

When they arrived, like usual the maids and his men piled up and greeted him by the door as we entered.

He told me to pack my things that I will need for a week and that I should prepare myself for whatever that we might encounter when we get there.

I just shrugged my shoulders at him and told him proudly, "I was born ready." And smirked before I entered my own room.

We arrived at the airport soon after we finished packing our things. This isn't my first time on a plane but this will be my first time flying with someone, specifically with a man... going to Italy.

I was just following behind him as he walked through a different passage from everyone in the airport. We were followed by his men as they brought our luggage.

A strong blow of wind welcomed us as we stepped outside on our way to the only plane standing at the center.

My eyes widened in amazement when I lifted my head up as I read what's written on the outside of the plane… my jaw dropped in awe and glance at Scott who is now looking at me intently just right at the boarding stairs.

'ALFONZO AIRLINE'

He owned this plane!? I exclaimed to my head. I absentmindedly looked behind and even got more shocked as I didn't see any passenger following us.

It was already dark and only the light coming from the plane gave clarity to the frustrated face of the man standing a few meters away.

He was frowning at me as if he was waiting for me to double my pace and to quickly get inside the private plane.

I immediately snapped out and walked towards his direction and rolled my eyes at him. My hair was blown by the wind creating a wave and sometimes, few strands would cover my face.

The flight went pretty smoothly as I didn't notice that we had already landed… I fell asleep just right after the plane took off, maybe because the day at his office was tiring.

We were sitting in opposite directions to each other...it was just the two of us, he wasn't talking to me either. He was just doing something on his laptop that I knew…it has something to do with our business here in Italy.

It was already daylight when we arrived at the Fiumicino Airport. We hurriedly went outside.

Men in black, wearing dark glasses and holding a gun in their hands are standing everywhere... waiting for us. I was surprised at first but then I realized...I am with the Mafia Lord, this is only normal.

They all paid respect to Scott as soon as he stepped his foot into the ground. Everyone's eyes were alert and ready in case something happened.

A shining black limousine is waiting for us just right at the secret passage of the airport where only VIPs are allowed to pass in that area.

"Bentornato a casa mio signore!" A masculine man in his 40s spoke out as he opened the car door for us. He's got pale skin, round blue eyes and a pointy nose.

You can clearly see his muscled chest under his black suits. He looked very serious while he spoke and took Scott's right hand and placed it near his mouth as he bowed down.