Teresa sighed, her eyes opening as she smiled seeing the plate breakfast on her table stand next to her bed.
Sitting up, she grabbed the tray, popping a strawberry into her mouth as she mindlessly stared around her room, staring at the same spot she was on her knees, lips wrapped around Luciano. She closed her eyes, remembering how he repeatedly pulled her hair harshly. For a second it did hurt, and he eased up. Her eyes opened again, grinning.
Make Luciano hers, step 2, check.
Step 1 was simply seducing him, while he seduced her.
After her delicious breakfast, she got up and got dressed for the day. She wore jeans since she didn't have anything specific to wear. Jeans and a graphic white t-shirt. Graphic shirts were the best, especially vintage ones. She turned in the mirror, checking how the back looked and she grinned. Luciano was right, jeans do make her ass look good.
Finishing up her normal routine, she opened the door, walking to Luciano's office. When she knocked on it, there was no answer, he wasn't there. That was weird.
"First thing you do when you wake up is go to Luciano? I am offended" She giggled hearing Adriano's voice behind her and she turned around.
" Good morning Adriano '' She punched him softly in his chest causing him to chuckle. "He's busy, other things to do." He answered and she internally sighed, disappointed by that. "For today I am assisting you or Ana, his Consigliere. If you prefer woman and woman" He explained and she instantly shook her head no. She didn't know her, she didn't want to be around a complete stranger, however she was perfectly fine with being with Adriano. He was always nice and good to her.
He nodded and he turned around and she followed him. " What are we doing today?" He grinned as if he were waiting for that question because he couldn't wait to see her reaction. " Your makeover"
Teresa frowned, her hair was getting cut off today. Her precious hair.
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Luciano stepped out of the car, staring at the large building. Today, he decided not to surround himself with Teresa due to yesterday's events. With her, he began losing sight of his responsibility to his Mafia. She was a distraction and even he could admit, he was also a distraction for her. Both of their minds needed to be focused.
Walking in the door, he saw the long meeting table that was surrounded with approximately 8 seats. 8 families. All allies of his. He looked between all 8 of the men and with a grin as he said, "Mi scuso per il ritardo"(My apologies for my lateness) Then a second after they all began laughing as did he. It was a mere Italian joke. It was pretty common to be late.
He took a seat and his men came in bringing out duffel bags, sitting them on the table.
"Sono sicuro che tutti voi sappiate dell'interferenza con la nostra ultima consegna di camion. Ecco le mie scuse per i prodotti accorciati che vi sono stati dati" (I'm sure you all are aware of the interference with our last truck drop. Here is my apology for the shortened products you were all given) He said, and his men handed each of them a duffel bag.
"Non ho potuto prendere più di quanto programmato, preferisco non attirare l'attenzione quindi suppongo che questo sia sufficiente"(I could not take more than what was scheduled, I rather not attract attention so I suppose this is sufficient) He explained and they looked among each other, nodding. Showing they understood. He's a great Don and they know that. Luciano joined his hands on the table, staring among them.
"I was informed of our main product's slow supply. Anyone care to explain?" Luciano didn't have to sound threatening with them, they all understood the consequences. They were his partners and he demanded loyalty from them. However, he looked around, earning not a word or sound from anyone. Luciano sighed, getting up and taking his coat off, neatly folding it and placing it on the chair. He stood up, standing before them.
"L'intera operazione non funziona senza coerenza. Tengo duro, mi aspetto che facciate tutti lo stesso" (This entire operation doesn't work without consistency. I hold up my end, I expect you all to do the same.) Then he stopped, and stared at one of the members. Luciano knew who it was, he rather gave them a chance to come forward but seeing as he didn't, he had to confront him.
"Victor, non sei più impegnato nella produzione di prodotti" (Victor, you're no longer on product manufacturing) He said and everyone turned to Victor. Victor sighed and stood up, prepared to explain.
"Ho perso qualche operaio è tutto Don Rossi"(I lost a few workers is all, Don Rossi) He explained and Luciano nodded, but he wasn't satisfied. " Were you planning on informing the rest of us? Or were you planning to shorten everyone and hope we don't notice?" Luciano was like this with everyone, harsh and giving the cold hard truth. He didn't like beating around the bush, giving people chances, this was a business and if something went wrong, everything can go wrong. It was his job to make sure that never happens.
Victor lowered his eyes, shamed and disappointed by his confrontation. " You're now in the truck trade. Speaking of, I looked into the truck situation" He grinned, preparing to confront yet another. "Supposedly Dominici benefited them more which is absurd" Luciano thought about it for a second before, but he realized Dominici didn't have the finances Luciano did to overpay the drivers. Luciano took his gun out, checking the magazine and sliding it back in, reloading his Beretta.
"Enzo" He called out, directing his attention. "Would you like to speak on your behalf?"
Enzo stood up, confident, something Luciano admired, but at the right time and this definitely wasn't it. " I felt cheated out of product, so I spoke to Dominici, he were offering a little more, but now you've cleared everything, I-" Luciano aimed the gun thoughtlessly, and pulled the trigger, the bullet straight through his skull causing him to fall back onto the ground with a thud.
Luciano slid his gun back in his pants as he said, " I may be forming an alliance with Dominici, but until it is officially formed, he is our competitor, opponent, our enemy" Meaning, Enzo betrayed him. Betrayal was a simple death sentence. No one ever and would never get a second chance. Luciano nodded his head, signaling his men to clean the mess. "Everyone shares will be dispersed at the same time, same schedule. Next meeting we will discuss Enzo's previous territories. Spread evenly, I suggest you all speak up if you aren't capable of handling the added responsibilities. Failure to produce, results in consequences''
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Teresa bit her nail, staring at all the different color brown hair dyes. There were so many browns. Different shades. Apparently Ricco was into brown hair. Adriano chuckled as they've been sitting in the same spot over 15 minutes, waiting for her to choose. It was hard, what if it looks cute on the display picture, but ugly on her? What if all were ugly. Natural hair fits you perfectly, dyed hair is complicated.
Still, she had to decide and she sighed, grabbing the copper dye. Shade a little orange and brown together. "Good choice" Adriano said and her door opened to two men coming in with suitcases. "Hey, you look beautiful no matter what color your hair is" Adriano comforted her, kissing the back of her hand.
Teresa nodded, taking a deep breath as she laid back, her hair in the sink, more like a huge glass bowl. She closed her eyes, her breathing quickening and Adriano realized it. She was so scared and nervous to cut her hair off, he felt bad she had to. She really loved her hair, but who wouldn't? Especially if it was all naturally grown and beautiful. He grabbed her hand, holding it to his lips, placing a lingering kiss , staring at her.
Teresa, internally smiled, grateful Adriano was there and he did help.
After her hair was washed and cleaned, they dried it and let her look at her hair for the last time in the middle. She sighed, and looked at Adriano, giving them the go. Then she heard the snip of the scissors her hair felt. Instantly she started crying, closing her eyes, but she still felt some of the hair fall. Her left foot tapped repeatedly, as Adriano rubbed her hand, hating her tears.
As crazy as it was, Teresa thought of Luciano to soothe herself. Even though he was the cause of it, he was also her go to. He calmed her. She wiped her face and breathed deeply, calming herself down.
* * *
A few minutes in, Adriano chuckled by how long it took her to relax. He wasn't like that and he understood a lot of people's attachment to their hair. "So I want to run through a few things" He said and she nodded, wanting the distraction.
"Dominici loves an independent woman, a woman in control or dominant" She giggled.
"So he's a submissive kind of man?" Adriano nodded, chuckling. "You like being submissive?" She questioned, side eyeing him and he raised his eyebrow, a thing he and Luciano loved to do. Made the look sexily intimidating. Like a look telling you 'I dare you'
"To display this, you will be given a job, a high paying job. You will have your own place of stay, Luciano is setting that up. And we have to get you caught up on how to be dominant" She nodded, listening. She definitely wasn't a dominant person. She loves to be dominated and not just in the sexual tense.
"He loves a woman who can be classy in public, yet an exotic thrill, a fantasy privately. Someone that keeps his interest" She wasn't exactly classy, but she could learn or attempt to.
"This goes along with what I said before, the independence. He wants someone who has things going for themselves, not sitting around all day. He is a busy man, so he wants a busy woman." Teresa understood that. If she's busy, she's not worried about him. Which is what she can't say for her and Luciano. He will be busy a lot, and she won't, which only gives her so much time to think about him.
" Soon Luciano will have your fake identity set up" A fake identity kind of gave her a fun thrill. Pretending to be someone else. "Will Luciano be in today?" She couldn't help but ask and Adriano gave her that knowing look. He knew she was already growing an attachment. He didn't not expect it. "Don't get distracted" He said and her eyebrows bunched confused causing her to question him.
"Luciano is a Don, Teresa. You can't get sidetracked by him. It's not good for either of you" He looked up, smiling as he saw her hair. She didn't realize they stopped cutting.
"They're not done," He said and she huffed.
* * *
He grinned and turned her chair to the mirror and she gasped. Her new makeover.
She reached up, touching her hair. It was so short! Before her hair went down to her waist. Now it was at her shoulders and it looked more wavy than curly, meaning they had to iron it or something. The curtain bangs were gorgeous, she was less bummed of her hair being cut off. She stood up, giggling like a teenager, continually staring at her hair. Adriano grinned, seeing her happy expression. Before she was afraid and crying, it was nice to see her excited.
She turned around cheerily asking, "How do I look?!" He chuckled, "Gorgeous"
She squealed and unexpectedly jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He couldn't help but be amused and swayed her side to side. She jumped down, running into her room and grabbing her phone frantically looking for Nina's number. She tapped her foot rapidly, hoping she would answer and when she did, she screamed,
"NINA!" She yelled into the phone, holding it at a distance from her so Nina could get a good look. Nina's hand came to her mouth, all signs of shock. "OMG, you look Amazing! I love it" She knew she would.
"Oh my god how long are you staying Teresa?" She pouted and Teresa sighed, sitting on the bed. She wished she knew. They talked about it and Teresa just told her she wasn't sure yet, but she missed Nina. They spoke a lot about the drama at the club. Apparently Desire got pregnant by some pimp who was also pimping another girl and they are beefing now. Jonathan hired new girls and Nina couldn't stand them. They spoke Spanish so much that she didn't know if they were laughing or at her. She did confront one of them though, which made Teresa shake her head, amused. Nina never backed down from nobody, something she loved about her.
Nina was the hype, fighting friend while Teresa wasn't so violent. Never had to be, never will be, never hope to be.
Teresa looked up, hearing her door open and she smiled brightly seeing Luciano. For the first time today. "Hey I'm going to talk to you tomorrow" She said she loves you and hung up the phone, getting up. He walked up to her grinning and he brushed her hair back, feeling the ends on his fingertips.
"Brings out your eyes," He said softly, almost like a whisper. She smiled but realized something and folded her arms.
"Where were you?" She questioned, sounding like his angered wife and it caused him to chuckle. "Where I needed to be, Tesoro" He responded, walking around her.
She rolled her eyes, not liking his smart answer." Is this how you're going to play this?" She questioned, sounding a little disappointed and he caught her tone, raising his eyes to meet hers. " I don't understand"
She tilted her head, " We did something yesterday" He smirked, grabbing her waist, pulling her to him. " I have a vivid reminder" He ran his thumb over her lips and leaned down to kiss her, but she turned her head. "Why are you acting like this?"
Teresa didn't appreciate how he acted as they didn't do anything yesterday. She thought they were starting something but now he was acting like he was before, all Don liked and not Luciano. He stepped back, " Am I supposed to treat you any different?" He questioned, being serious, causing her mouth to drop. She stepped back as well all of a sudden not wanting to be in his presence. She averted her eyes.
" Well I thought-"
" Tesoro, you are putting the right attention into the wrong man." He stated, causing her to scoff. Already, her eyes began to burn with water. She was so shocked he was even saying this, let alone acting like this.
She turned her head, " Why are you here?" She asked with disgust and he noticed it and he felt bad for it. He didn't want to make her cry. And he knew, she already had an attachment, something he wanted to prevent. Not just for her, but for him too.
"I wanted to see your new look and inform you of a few things" He answered, his deep presenting voice back.
"Talk then" She said rudely and he held back his remark because of her feelings.
"Well first, most important thing is the chase. Chase keeps things interesting. Not giving him everything, make him hungry for it. He loves to be the prizewinner. Make him suck up to you, not the other way around" He stared at her and she never turned back to him.
He sighed and turned around, " Goodnight Tesoro"
She heard her door close and she sat down, with her hands in her hair and head down.
She thought something was there, but maybe it was just a thrill for him. A temporary thrill.
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Poor Teresa, Shame on you Luciano 💀
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