Caught between

*Clyde’s POV*

I hope she can brace herself, because this set of faces could be intimidating, and having that she's a female, who would not want to keep her to himself? I know that she has no boyfriend because I had that settled.

That Austin is nothing but a jerk. The first time I saw her wasn't at the company, I had seen her once in a restaurant that she and her boyfriend visited, from that moment on; I wanted her and nothing was going to change it. And so, before I returned to the firm, I had ordered Dimitri and Tommy to put an end to everything. I guess he must have done it as told as soon as my boys arrived. I'm not being selfish, I'm only getting what I want at any cost and besides on that same day I saw them, he was yelling at her. That should not be acceptable from a boy like him. Or any man.

I couldn't let that happen any longer, something about May Myers makes me feel like I've known her before, she's exceptional.

“Boss, Daphne is on the phone!” says Tommy as he approaches handing over the cell phone. Oh yes, I have not spoken to her since yesterday.

“Yes darling, you miss daddy, didn't you?!”

“Dad, where are you? I wanna come—” she jabbers like she's being chased by a ghoul. I'm getting perturbed already.

“Calm down darling, what is going on? Is Alicia not there?”

“Dad, it's about her. I don't know what's wrong with her, she says that I'm coming with her to grandpa's....”

“Fuck!” I’m getting worried about my daughter. My fingers glide into my hair roughly.

“Darling, they are not going to hurt you, you know that!”

“No Dad, not grandpa, they want to take me away from you! I heard Mom said that you killed Uncle Alessandro, I know that you didn't do it—”

“Darling, I wouldn't hurt Alessandro for no reason! Look darling, as soon as I round up business, I’d come to take you, alright?”

“Okay but when are you coming, I hate to stay with them Dad, they are taking away my business and my accounts! Dad, don't take too long please, talk to Mom too. Please!” her pleas—I hear her voice almost breaking and I feel weak in the bones. Daphne is my only daughter, I would always love her except that I can't return to her mother, Alicia and I would never work. I had to cut the call, I know that they wouldn't hurt Daphne, only that they would stop me from getting to see her and I won't let that happen. Not me.

“Is everything okay boss?”

“My wife's father is taking her away, it's a trap to get me to come to America at once. In as much as I want to get my daughter, I won't fall for their traps...” I stop to think for a second and I turn to him again. “Dial ALICIA!”

He does as I tell him and hands the phone over to me right after it connected.

“Alicia, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Oh yeah? Look who's on the phone with his wife, Dom Clyde.” she taunts, sometimes I wonder how I grew to love this woman in the first place. She's just impossible.

“You can't keep my daughter for that long and you fucking know that—”

“Oh please Dom, you had the guts to kill Alessandro! My Alessandro, my brother and how about you watch me take everything you own—”

“And how would you do that? Stop kidding your dirty ass bitch, you know me; I won't hesitate to kill you too!” I tell her

“You’ll see, in the mean time; let Francisco sweep your feet away!” she hangs up and I drop the phone on the table. I will kill someone really soon, my fists tightens.

“What should we do? Should we invade their threshold?” Tommy suggests

“No, I can't also risk my men for that cunt of a family. Once I get their almighty Francisco, they would come running or seeking a truce. That father of hers wants me to hand him my game but I'm not raised to be a cunt. I won't succumb!”

“Yes boss, we are with you till the end of everything. Dimitri says that the meeting is going well and that the lady is carrying on well!” he adds and suddenly I feel this sudden excitement and peace of mind, it's a good news amidst the bad ones I've heard earlier.

“Let him know that I want to know when they are done.”

“Yes boss! I should leave now, there's been a glimpse of Francisco... but then it's at the police station. I wonder what he's doing there but our men are closely watching and are alert!”

“Not bad at least, keep me posted.”

~

03:46 pm,

Tommy has gone to meet the others and I take with me two men, I take my phone and dial Dimitri. It doesn’t take a minute, he answers the phone.

“Done?”

“Yes boss, shall I—”

“Bring her over to me!” I cut the call.

~

*May’s POV*

We step out of the hotel where the meeting took place, I'm hungry and exhausted, I had so many thoughts through the meeting but most importantly, I was able to start from somewhere. I didn't think that I'd also find Mr Fausto, but this time he has another rigid parter and a serious of men and women. I've never handled a franchise before and I'm trying and hoping to make the best decisions for my boss’s company.

I need the money to take care of my Mom and to finally start up something for myself. I don't intend to spend the rest of my years working in a company.

“That was eccentric but I'd let the boss decide!”

I ignore him, I hate the way he talks to me; he makes me feel like I'm losing and a little bit winning. I attempt to walk in the direction of a cafe, i told him that I was hungry but he was indignant about it. It's only across the road, a few feet ahead.

He drags my arm harshly and I grapple to let go but he's firm. He's gaze turns dark and evil.

“Let me go, I just wanna have coffee, since you would not provide one.” I yell at him at he lifts his hand to hit me and I freeze, he takes back his hand and looks away out of frustration. “That's what you all do, hurt women, make them as puppets—”

“Shut the fuck up, what do you know? Thank your stars that I haven't touched you, you would have been in hell if it weren't for my boss.” says Dimitri, he is uncontrollable.

He pulls my arm as we walk to the car, why are they treating me this way? Like a slave? He tossed me into the car and slams the door, he comes into the car and starts to drive.

“Take me back to the house!” I inquire with my arms crossed, looming in the direction of the tinted. window.

“In your sick dreams, you don't have a say lady. The boss wants to see you and that's exactly where we are heading!”

“But I don't wanna see him, I want to go home!”

“Do you know that you're his property? Do you want to get dumped and killed in Rome? I guess not, you’d do as he says!”

He says as tears floods my eyes, What is the difference between a slave and me?

I have no say or privileges, my movements are being watched.

I didn't bargain for any of this!