Side Effects

Isadora sat calmly, like a good dog on the floor. Since the break of dawn, she had been called here by Vincent and placed beside him watching him carry on his day, never leaving the desk for a minute.

It was quite disturbing to realize how much of a workaholic her master was. No sane Mafia leader she knows of ever put this much interest in the boring details of his famiglia. There are other trustworthy people to take care of that and more important things to deal with… like women

He seemed highly disturbed, like he was struggling to meet some unforeseen deadline, one he couldn't afford to miss.

Just how bad of an outcome scares him that he tries so much to avoid?

Isadora could remember Felicity mentioning just how important Vincent's goals were to him and gotten as far as to go on her knees, to plead she never sabotages them, no matter what.

Now she is curious about what those goals are. But there was one thing she knows for sure now, she is a big part of the attaining process.

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