Killing The Buzz

[Melania Salvatore]

"Yes Nana, I did bring them to him and he said thank you. He's fine. Uh huh, alright, love you too, Nana. Ciao!" Hanging up my phone, I tossed it back into my purse and entered the Caffè Florian. My heels tapped against the Italian marble floor as I walked toward my usual table. I loved it because it was a corner table and when I sat at it, I could see the whole coffee house from that spot. "Paolo, be a dear and please go get me a coffee. Black and oh some biscotti also. Almond if they have any. Thank you."

[/i]

Paolo nodded his head and handed me today's paper before heading up to the front counter. I flipped through it and smiled as Paolo returned with my order. He also had ordered a coffee for himself which was fine. I wasn't mean enough to say he couldn't have any. I was going to tell him to go get some for himself anyway, but he had apparently already beat me to it. Oh well. He took a seat nearby and I blew on my coffee before taking a sip of it.[/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

I walked into the café, I hadn’t ate all day and I was starving. I spotted Melania Salvatore in the corner, eating and reading her paper. I seen her guard Paolo, sure, most were scared, I however could care less. I could probably take him out in seconds. But, Melania wasn’t an enemy and I surely wasn’t going to act like she was. I walked to the counter, ordering myself a coffee and some stupid pastry before I walked over to her. I sat down, setting my food on the table. I didn’t care that I wasn’t invited to sit down, not my problem, she’d have my company anyway.

“Hope you don’t mind some company.” She was a very sexy woman and I hadn’t been able to get me a piece of her yet, so I would have to work extra hard. Well, not extra hard, but I liked a chase and Melania definitely gave me a run for my money. I smirked, fixing the cuffs of my suit. “Bella, how are you?“ I said, my heavy Italian accent showing just how much of a flirt I was. “Or shall I say how are you now that I am here?” I smirked, taking a bite of my pastry. I looked over at her guard, giving him a nod, letting him know I meant absolutely no harm.

[Melania Salvatore]

I glanced up only to see Angelo Giovanelli sitting across from me. He was cute, I'd give him that, but it was quite sad how he had yet to realize that I would forever be unattainable to him. "Bella, how are you?" Cute, already trying to lay on the charm thick. "Or shall I say how are you now that I am here?" I rolled my eyes slightly and took a sip of my coffee. "I am doing just fine, Angelo."

[/i] I took a bite of my almond biscotti not even bothered by his presence.

"Stalking me this time or is this just a mere coincidence?"[/i] I teased him lightly and took another sip of my coffee. I was used to his flirting by now and even though I knew full well that it wasn't going to get him anywhere, I was still flattered by it.[/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

She rolled her eyes and I couldn’t help but chuckle. I loved when girls rolled their eyes at me, it means I was doing exactly what I set out to do. Getting under their skin, in their head and soon enough they’d be rolling ALL over my bed with me. "I am doing just fine, Angelo." I nodded, following her lead and taking a bite of my own food. I set it down, leaning back some, admiring her cleavage, she had one of the best racks around. Not to big, not to small, just perfect. I liked that. A lot. Last I heard, she was single, so, looking meant I wasn’t doing any harm to anyone.

"Stalking me this time or is this just a mere coincidence?" I smirked, leaning over the table more. “Oh, Melania, you and I both know if I was stalking that gorgeous ass, I wouldn’t be seen.” I grabbed her hand, bringing her hand to my lips, kissing the top before letting it go. “I make my living by being sneaky.” I smirked again, leaning back. “Now tell me how is a beautiful Italian girl like yourself not snatched up by now? Holding out for Mr. Right? Or do you enjoy having Mr. Right now’s?” I took a bite of my pastry, smirking.

[Melania Salvatore]

I grabbed a napkin and wiped off the back of my hand. "I make my living by being sneaky." Oh I bet he does. I took a sip of my coffee and tucked a few stray strands of my brown hair behind my ear. “Now tell me how is a beautiful Italian girl like yourself not snatched up by now? Holding out for Mr. Right? Or do you enjoy having Mr. Right now’s?” I rolled my eyes again and smirked softly.

"Who said I wasn't? I can be quite sneaky too when I want to be."

[/i] I paused and looked at him. "You could probably ask my dad why I'm not snatched up by now, but he'd probably just ring your neck. Then again, daddy doesn't know the half of it when it comes to my love life."[/i] I took another bite of my almond biscotti and licked my lips. Oh he should be glad that Lucas wasn't here for this conversation. It would probably be a shame to see that pretty face of Angelo's get rearranged.[/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

"Who said I wasn't? I can be quite sneaky too when I want to be." I raised my eyebrow, smirking at her. It was pretty much common knowledge that she didn’t have a man. Or if she did she was hiding him from the world or better yet she was hiding from her father, which meant hiding it from the world as well. I had heard rumors about Lucas and her, but at the same time, I wasn’t sure how much truth there was in that. They were both fighting for a big piece of Mr. Salvatore‘s pie and sleeping together might get in the way of that.

"You could probably ask my dad why I'm not snatched up by now, but he'd probably just ring your neck. Then again, daddy doesn't know the half of it when it comes to my love life." I smiled, taking another bite before tossing away the half eaten pastry, I never was one for sweets. “Well, Melania, your love life or lack of is no concern to me. I was being nice and making conversation in the hopes of getting a good fuck but since its seems that ain't happening, I should cut this short." I smirked, standing up. “By the way. Your boobs look real nice in that top.” I winked, tossing my coffee out.

“Question,” I leaned against the table some. “What reason do you have to take over your father’s business? Don’t most girls wanna be fashion models or actresses or something? Why a mob boss?” Maybe I was getting personal, but, I could care less. I said what I wanted, when I wanted without regard to how it would make the other person feel. It was me, its who I was and I wasn’t going to shut it off now. I was genuinely interested, so, I asked.

[Melania Salvatore]

"Thanks. They look better out of it." I smirked playfully and finished my coffee. "Question," I looked up at him curious as to what it was that he could possibly want to ask me. “What reason do you have to take over your father’s business? Don’t most girls wanna be fashion models or actresses or something? Why a mob boss?” I tucked a strand of my brown hair behind my ear and smiled genuinely. "It's my family business. Once I hit a certain age, I realized I was never going to escape the mob so I decided to embrace it. I'm a Salvatore born and bred. That's reason enough to want to take over my father's business one day."

[/i]

I paused and uncrossed my legs. "Why a mob boss? Well it's simple really. I want to change the way the mob works. Too many innocent people get shot in the crossfire and for what? One mob family to prove they are more powerful than another? No, I'm sick of it and I truly believe that the mob can still work efficiently without the gun violence. There has been too much innocent bloodshed over the years and now is the perfect time for it to finally stop. Trust me, when I'm through, the whole mob world is going to wake up and realize that it isn't the old fashioned boys club anymore."[/i][/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

"It's my family business. Once I hit a certain age, I realized I was never going to escape the mob so I decided to embrace it. I'm a Salvatore born and bred. That's reason enough to want to take over my father's business one day." I nodded, realizing that her answer made a lot of sense. She was right, she was the only child they had. She deserved to take her place as ‘the queen’ so to speak. It was her right as a Salvatore.

I went to say something when she spoke up and said more. "Why a mob boss? Well it's simple really. I want to change the way the mob works. Too many innocent people get shot in the crossfire and for what? One mob family to prove they are more powerful than another? No, I'm sick of it and I truly believe that the mob can still work efficiently without the gun violence. There has been too much innocent bloodshed over the years and now is the perfect time for it to finally stop. Trust me, when I'm through, the whole mob world is going to wake up and realize that it isn't the old fashioned boys club anymore."

I stared at her, blinking more times than I could count. It was as if she read my mind. I killed men who got in my way, yes, but unlike how my family died, I never killed innocents. I hated that. I really hated that innocent men and women and EVEN children got hurt. It was sick and I actually agreed with her. I slid in the booth, sitting down, my out look on her was totally different.

“You know what, Melania. If you need help with changing things. Let me know. Id be honored to help.” I made it common knowledge of how my sister and parents died. And I surely would get any sort of revenge for it, but that didn’t mean id go off killing innocent people for it. That single part of the mob was the worst part of it. Innocents were just that innocent and they didn't deserve to die. “Before I was who I am. I had a family. Parents and a baby sister. They were killed. Innocent as babies. They had nothing to do with the mob, but thats how they were killed, the mob. Id be more then willing to help you. For that reason alone.” I smiled, shaking my head. “Its not like I wanna work for a girl. They work for me.” I winked, smirking.

[Melania Salvatore]

“You know what, Melania. If you need help with changing things. Let me know. Id be honored to help.” I blinked having not quite expected that reaction from him. "Thank you, Angelo. I appreciate that and I'll definitely keep that in mind."

[/i] I smiled genuinely at him and then listened intently as he continued to speak. “Before I was who I am. I had a family. Parents and a baby sister. They were killed. Innocent as babies. They had nothing to do with the mob, but thats how they were killed, the mob. Id be more then willing to help you. For that reason alone.” I was stunned to say the least.

I had no clue that such a tragedy had befallen Angelo and my heart broke for him. My thoughts drifted for a moment back to that awful day when I was seven. I cleared those thoughts from my mind rather quickly and smiled sympathetically at him. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea, Angelo. I really do appreciate you wanting to help and now I know that we'd at least be on the same level of understanding, somewhat."[/i] I paused and took a deep breath. "When I was seven years old, my parents and I were celebrating outside over the fact that my mother was finally pregnant with another child. Of course by then mom was about 4 months along I think. My parents were dancing and shots rang out. I ducked under the table, but my parents weren't as lucky. They were both wounded. Dad in his shoulder and mom in her lower back. All that blood..it just..I had nightmares for weeks and I still do sometimes."[/i] I bit my lip and sighed softly.

"The bullet that wounded my mom tore right through her back and went into her womb. The baby didn't stand a chance. My baby sister died that day and my mother was told she couldn't have any other children. Can you believe that? For no good reason, some douche bag mobster killed your parents and our baby sisters. I swear, I get so angry just thinking about it sometimes. It's like, you're the oldest so you're supposed to protect your younger siblings, but how do you do that when your younger sibling is in the womb while shots are ringing out?"[/i]

I shook my head and composed myself sighing softly. "Ever since that day, I made it a point to stay away from guns. I've never even touched one. Not that I ever really had a reason to, but still."[/i] I reached out and squeezed his hand softly. "I really am sorry about your family, Angelo. If you ever want to talk or anything, you know how to find me."[/i] I smiled softly and squeezed his hand again. "Its not like I wanna work for a girl. They work for me." He winked at me as his lips twisted into a smirk lightening the mood. "I work for no one, but myself."[/i] I winked back as my own lips twisted into a smirk. Okay so I take it back, maybe there was more to him than I had previously thought.[/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

I couldn’t help but think about the story that I had heard seconds before. Melania and I were almost in the same boat. She lost a sibling to violence, I did as well, sure her parents were still here, but she still lost someone she loved to a bullet. "I work for no one, but myself." She forced me out of my own thoughts and I smiled. “Yeah, yeah, I heard.” I smirked, reaching across the table, taking her hand. “I’m really sorry about your sister, Melania. If I could, id find who did it and return the favor. But, then again isn’t that just more violence?”

I shrugged slightly, kissing her hand before letting it go. “I want to make a difference. Innocent people don’t deserve a bullet for being at dinner or in a café like our families. And somehow, someway, things will change. Even if it takes us taking the first step.” I looked around, pulling a pen from my pocket I had put in there earlier. I wrote my number on a napkin, sliding it over to her. “If you need me to help with anything at anytime and you don’t feel like you cant trust anyone but me. You call me, ok?” I smiled, sliding the pen back in my pocket.

[Melania Salvatore]

"Exactly. I couldn't agree with you more, Angelo." I smiled softly watching as he pulled a pen out of his pocket and wrote on a napkin. “If you need me to help with anything at anytime and you don’t feel like you cant trust anyone but me. You call me, ok?” I nodded my head and smiled as I picked up the napkin.I placed it in my purse carefully and then looked at him. "Thanks Angelo. I'll definitely keep that in mind."

[/i]

I paused and stood up smoothing out my skirt. "You know, you should really give yourself some more credit. You really aren't as bad as you make yourself out to be." I dipped my head kissing his cheek softly and grinned. "See you around."[/i] I walked away from the table and waved at him before leaving the cafe with Paolo.[/blockquote]

[Angelo Giovanelli]

"Thanks Angelo. I'll definitely keep that in mind." I nodded, smiling slightly. She stood up and I gave her long gorgeous legs a look over as she smoothed her skirt down. Sure, I may helping her cause, but I wasn’t going to stop being who I was cause of it. She was hot and I would look all I wanted too. "You know, you should really give yourself some more credit. You really aren't as bad as you make yourself out to be." She leaned down, kissing my cheek and grinning. She was an evil one, I liked that. She’d be the type to hit you with whips and chains in bed.

“Yeah, nice.“ I laughed, shaking my head. I wasn’t that nice, I hadn’t been since my parents died and sister died. "See you around." I nodded, smiling. "Yep, see ya around." I turned, watching her walk away, she waved and then her fine ass was gone. I smirked, standing up, tossing my trash out and walking out the door. I had more things to do today, then sit around, lounging. Sure, id like to sit and wait for the next hot piece of ass to walk in, but I had a job to do. I walked over to my bike, sliding on it and tugging my helmet on before starting up and driving away.