A man around my age walked into the room, then switched on the lights to give it a bit of glow.
"Please sit" he said, then took his seat.
I mirrored him, confused.
Granted no one had seen Mr faceless, I knew for a fact this wasn't him.
How did I know?
Well… because he's supposed to be faceless.
I stared at his blonde hair and green eyes in question. "Uhh… who are you? Where's Mr Illumi?"
"He won't be coming, I'll be attending to you." he said, without so much as looking at me.
He just kept on flipping through a book he had with him.
Who was this arrogant brat?
"So miss Nowe-"
"-Excuse me, I'm not talking to you Mr whoever the hell you are, I came here to see your boss. Where is he?"
I asked, with my arms crossed over my chest in anger.
"Like I told you, my boss is indis-"
"-like hell I'm supposed to believe that, how old do you think I am huh?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
He blinked in surprise then steeled his features elegantly. "Like I said Miss Nowells, you're going to have to deal with me. As it is you showed up lat-"
"-Don't even give me that crap, we'd been standing at your gate shouting for a good fifteen minutes, who puts up a bloody signboard in Japanese when they know they're having an English guest over" I screamed.
He opened his mouth and closed it, probably thinking about what he could say and failing. He proceeded to clear his throat.
"Miss Nowells, my bo-"
"-I'm not going to talk to you"
His breath heaved with heavy pants, his pale face reddened in anger.
"Well then… I best be on my way, as I've tried to let you know, if you're not going to talk to me then you can take your leave thank you" he stood up, walking towards the door.
I blocked the door, staring at him in anger too.
"Like hell I'm just going to leave, I didn't drive all the way from my home to Japan, to have your wimp of a boss ditch me at the last minute and then send his arrogant lackey to come fill in for him. I do hope you guys have some spare rooms cos I'm not going anywhere until I see your boss."
This time his eyes and mouth stared at me wide open.
"Leave Diego" another voice said, I stared at the door I stood in front of, wondering where the voice came from, then around the room.
"Boss," Diego said, going on his knees.
Dramatic much.
I stared as a figure walked towards us, clad in black robe, he moved silently going to switch off the light and once again covering the room in a dim lit darkness.
"Boss, I didn't know you were here already"
Huh… my eyes switched from the man to Diego.
What did he mean by here already?
Fucking creep was here the whole time?
"Leave Diego, I will handle this myself"
"But Sir, I don't think you sho-"
Silence.
I squinted willing my eyes to slowly adjust to the darkness.
"Yes Sir" Diego said, standing up and walking out of the room.
The moment the door clicked shut, I wanted to bash the bastard's skull into the wall. God knows I had so many curses I wanted to spew at him but for the life of me.
I couldn't find my voice.
"Sit," he ordered and took the seat Diego was just in.
I gingerly walked up to him and sat down on my seat.
"Jacob sent you to me," he said, voice gruff from disuse.
"Uhh… yea-"
"You're late,"
I sucked in a deep breath, and held back my tongue from lashing out.
He is your ace Erica. Calm down.
"The signboard was in Japanese,"
"Do you not know Japanese?"
Calm down Erica.
"That is such a funny question, Mr Illu-"
"My name is Akai"
Stop cutting me you bastard.
"Akai… and no, I don't understand Japanese, it might seem hard for you to understand but not everyone understands Japan-"
"Which is why you should learn,"
Yeah… I was this close to smacking him across his fucking cheeks.
"I didn't see the need for that till to-"
"You never can tell"
I closed my eyes, willing myself to calm down. "Can you please stop cutting me Akai,"
He cocked his head to the side quizzically.
"I'm only here because Jacob asked me to, he said I'd be meeting someone interesting" he groaned. "Once again the old sack of bones lied to me" he murmured.
News flash, even I thought the same thing. I guess the universe did really work in mysterious ways.
"I don't have the time to entertain nuisances, use the door." He sighed and stood up.
"You men must think so highly of yourselves huh…"
He paused in his tracks.
"Just as I told that arrogant two of yours, I ain't leaving this place till you listen to me and God help me, you will listen and you will help me," I screeched.
Silence…
"Arrogant two?" He asked.
"He just moved to rank two as soon as you opened your mouth, you moved to rank one,"
He scoffed lightly, then sat down. "Let's hear what you have to say then,"
I blinked.
I didn't think he'd settle that fast.
"Sure…" I drew and sat down. I took a deep breath.
"I need your he-"
"-I know yo-"
"Stop fucking cutting me will you," I exhaled, heavily.
"Go straight to the point Erica"
I froze.
"I didn't ask you to use my given name,"
He shrugged. "You're using mine,"
"That's because you asked me to" I replied exasperated.
"Then give me permission to use yours"
I blinked, staring at him, lips parted in surprise. "No"
"I see… I just wanted to make you feel better about it, I'll call you Erica either way, it doesn't matter"
"That is not pro-"
"I don't have all day Erica" he groaned.
I huffed, annoyed.
There was no way I was winning this fight.
"Don Constiano,"
"Hmm…" he tapped his legs thoughtfully. "Am I supposed to know who that is?"
I stared at him in shock. Jacob.
Just what the hell did you get me into?
"How can you not know him?"
"Move on miss Nowells"
Back to Nowells I guess.
"Alright then, two little gir-"
"I do not care for the details Miss Nowells, what do you want?"
I was so ready to give up.
"I need protection for my people and arms for a fight that's soon coming"
"We're talking about retribution,"he said.
"Err… not rea-"
"I'm not interested"
"You didn't even listen to what I had to say"
"For Jacob to contact me, then I'm guessing this Don whatever must be very dangerous, I have no interest in these games of you-"
"Games?"
"Yes, and I also don't want any unnecessary trouble, from your story… I'm guess you're going to be a lot of trouble Erica"
I stared at him in silence.
"For someone who's supposed to be the king of Japan you seem afraid,"
I said.