*Vincenzo's POV*
I wonder if the bun thing is intentional.
Every public picture,every appearance,every charity event,her hair is in a bun and it's beginning to annoy the living shit out of me.
What's her fixation with buns?Why has she feverently decided to hide the true length of her hair? And why did I even fucking care about hair?
My finger tapped mechanically on the table and I replayed her proposal video from the beginning,I won't tell you how many times the process had been done.
The video starts the same as always,they walk in clinging to each other,he's in a tacky brown suit..she had her hair in a proper little bun and dashing minimalistic gold jewellery,a long white strapless dress that again,failed to make her look conserved but rather heightened her sexual appeal and if I may add,she owned a very attentive set of eyes that I could swear she believed would fall off if she looked away from the detective.
As if on cue,she laughed,probably at something the fucker said but at this moment, it sounded genuinely directed to me.
It was probably a fake laugh,I doubt a man like that could get her to laugh so often,it was surely out of ingrained politeness.
I'm not criticising but she has poor taste–he looked so plain besides her,it's probably her righteous kink.
She tucked a sweep of hair back behind her ear and I noticed how soft the texture looked.How inviting, practically glowing gold under the warm ceiling lights,silky and precious.
I imagined curling my fist into it,not the damn perfect bun though,but its full length,wild,untamed savoring my possession as I made her moan for me,even the thought of it sounded blasphemous,but that's the thrill–the impossibility of it.
Three loud and precise knocks came in,threatening to almost jolt my soul out of my body.
I stared in a dazed recovery, shocked to find my hand curled up before me,as if feeling the hair already,I straightened my hand immediately,feeling something with close resemblance to embarrassment creep under my skin.
Did I just develop a hair fetish?
Heat rushed to my member as I cleared my throat and glanced at her face on the computer's screen.
I need to fuck someone,and soon.
Nothing is wrong with me,I'm just sex deprived,haven't had a good fuck since I saw her from my scope,I could fix that easy.
The video played on,she just received the my gift,I don't like this part so I start the video again.
Another knock and the rest of me is pulled back to my office,remembering why I was pulled from my trance in the first place.
"Come in."I ordered.
Zane,Arturo and two of my other top men stepped in with different files in hand,all waiting for my permission to move forward.
Arturo was handling the reports of the shipments,we just got new suppliers so the search had to be thorough in case the new business partners wanted to play smart and cheat,Lord knows I've already put one of my knees in shit,fending for the Hidalgos as pavement for Evangeline.
Then there's Zane,who I put in charge of watching Evangeline and finding out more about her little detective comedian.
The other two men were in charge of delivering the last reports,they should have done so in a proper meeting but I've been too occupied,they were long overdue.
There's a very obvious priority here.
"Zane,"I beckoned,flipping through a file to feign distraction."Come forward,what do we have on the purchase so far?"
Infront of my men,I referred to her as a purchase,not because I owe them an explanation of my desires,but because it dehumanises her to the point of me actually getting work done.
Whatever Arturo was thinking his face was sure to hide,I didn't care about his objection but I didn't want it completely gone,I needed a sense of reason for the day I ran mad,the other men weren't brave enough to form other facial expressions.
"Luca is going to work as usual,however he asked for leave next week."
I snapped my fingers."Find out why."
Zane nods and continues his report. "Evangeline hasn't left the Hidalgo mansion since her proposal,but I hand delivered the warning to her father and the invitation for she and her mother tonight.The pre-wedding gifts are also being prepared and will be ready for presentation tonight."
"Excellent."I said as bit too enthusiastically.
Arturo and Zane exchanged a glance and Zane continued,pushing two cards on the table.
"These are the designs for the wedding invitations that'll be presented to her tonight.Which do you prefer?"
My eyes jumped from one to the other and I decided to have her decide. I bet that will tick her off.
Zane wrapped up and stepped back,leaving silence stirring awkwardly in the room.
I leaned back and let myself float into quiet anticipation. It's been two whole months since I've even been in the same vicinity as her,it's about high time we met.
I had a strong urge that she hated me already and I planned to capitalise on it,there was no use turning the narrative,what I would do,with much pleasure,is to get under her skin till she explodes,to punish her for occupying my head space without my permission and for so damn long.
And for bonus,if the heavens are on my side,hear her say a curse word.
I could barely wait for the show,it will simply be–
"Can I present my findings?"Arturo asked.
Oh shit,I forgot.
"I was hoping I didn't have to spell it out."I replied,pushing the fault back on him. I'm a shameless man,judge if you will.
"We were deceived." Arturo began.
A frown crossed my features,but something within me came alive with thirst to conquer.
"We got substandard goods and even so,"Arturo continued,dropping the pictures of the mess on my desk."It wasn't in the quantity we agreed on."
I tapped my fingers.
"Have you tried to contact their base here?"
"Apparently,they relocated or ran away knowing we'll come after them."
I gritted my teeth and my fingers taps paced faster. I had already been disrespected,I won't call their boss to address it. The only way I see here is to disrespect them back. An eye for two.
"They couldn't have gone that far."I muttered to myself. "We can still sniff the fuckers down,when did the shipment arrive?"
"Last night."Arturo replied.
And the inspection was just done this morning huh,someone from my quarters will have to be punished for that too.
But if we are being frank,I needed to move around a bit,this is just the right amount of shit to tick me off.
The other two men,sensing the impending urgency summarised their reports into at most five sentences and I least to at least two of those.
"Go gear up." I got up and adjusted my coat and leaned to take out my new gun from my drawer–I just added this white beauty to my collection last week,had I known I would use it so early I would have shined it.
My stupid eye stops and the paused video of Evangeline's enamoured face and I freeze.
Fuck,the dinner. I can't be late to my first meeting with her,not that I care for punctuality but I bet she worships clocks.
I glanced at my watch. It's 5pm,dinner is by 9pm,I'll be on time-right?
Arturo's gaze intensified on me and I switched off the computer.
Zane was suppressing a smile at the other end of the room and the temptation to shoot them both never felt so strong.
I cleared my throat and gestured them away.
Arturo nodded and left the room but Zane remained dutifully in place.
"What do you want?"I drawled at him.
Zane steps forward again with a more serious face.
"I found out a little more details about Luca's job but I didn't think it'd be wise to say it in front of the others."
I set my gun on the table and gave my full attention to Luca.
"He renamed himself Luca Alvero only two years ago,before that,he was Luca Fornseca."
Zane was looking at me like I should know everything based off the last name,I didn't and we stared at each other for about two more seconds before he continued.
"The Forncesca's were once on of the top Italian mobs,they were recently dismantled after several police raids,inner betrayal and exile from their fellow syndicates.The family dispersed and are now in various fields,a few of them like Luca for example has taken it upon themselves to expose the syndicate that are still running–almost like a revenge hunt."
"How lovely."
"He is leading the department and has a really high success rate,he has exposed two in the span of the six years."
I sighed,well this just raises stakes higher,I wonder if Evangeline knows her perfect little boyfriend has such a rich family history.
"I'm assuming my family is one of those he's targeting then?"
"Presumably."
"Has he himself taken part in any crime?"
"Not according to the records,"Zane said,his eyes drifting into the distance,I could almost see him make a mental note to go into a deeper rabbit hole about him.
"Nice work,you're almost better at sniffing out secrets than my sister at this point."
Zane smiled sheepishly but maintained composure as disgust formed on my face.
"I'll send my reports if I find anything new."he said,heading for the door.
"Zane."I called.
He stopped with the door half open.
"When you find enough,make a blackmail worthy report,pictures,videos,his birth certificate,anything to make him a dirty cop."
"On it."Zane nodded,getting excited"Then we send it anonymously to his job?"
"Not quite," I smiled to myself. "That's going to be classified information for my future wife,maybe after then we can have it published."
Oh well,this man is more than meets the eye and I wouldn't have it any other way.
At least this way we both know neither of us were meant to play fair.