Janet's POV
I walked out of the mansion and stood far away from the people to stay inaudible to anyone. I took my phone out and dialed my Dad's number and put it on my ear. "I know how to put you in line dear, Father!" I muttered through gritted teeth, clutching the phone tight in rage.
3 rings and he finally picked, "Hello?" I clenched my jaw, "How are you, Dad?" My voice full of hatered.
"Precious?" He asked, surprise and happiness evident in his tone. I smiled, not kindly, "How are you, Dad?"
"Forget about me, precious, and tell me. How-How are you?" I clutched my fists so hard that my knuckles turned white. I was so outraged because he didn't just killed an innocent person but almost screwed me up. If the cop would have recognized me during the interrogation, I could have been arrested or worse encountered because I was no ordinary Mafia. I was the most powerful and ruthless Mafia in Italy. The most wanted! "Sweetheart?" He called when he didn't received any reply. I was trying not to say what I'd regret later, because however this man is, he's still my father. And despite everything that he's done, I respect him.
"How, huh?" I asked, "How could you do that to me?"
"What're you talking about?" He sounded surprised, of course. I scorned, "Oh, stop acting, Dad. I know that it was you who put that bomb to make me realize that I need the mafia to stay alive but-
"Hold on!" He interrupted me, "Did you just say bomb?"
I shook my head in disbelief, "You are the most cruel and selfish father of this universe!" I shouted angrily, "I could have died!"
"You're coming back!"
I frowned, not believing that he still have the audacity to say that to me, "Excuse me?"
"No more arguments, no more conversation!" He said, "You're coming back immediately, that's it!!"
"Listen to me very carefully, Dad!" I sneered, "I will never ever come back. You heard me? NEVER!! And if you dared to push me again, then trust me. I wouldn't think about you and would take my brother away from you. Your only support! So, you better stay within your limits!"
"Charlotte William, you're in danger!!"
"YOU'RE THE ONLY THREAT TO ME!!!" I yelled aloud, "You! It was you who almost killed me earlier!!"
"You really think that it was me?" He asked, pretending as if he was offended by my accusation. "How could you think that I would go this low to get you back?!!"
"Why not?" I smiled with tight jaw, "My return would grant you all the things that were taken away from you with my escape!"
"It's not true!" He yelled, something he usually does to sound honest, "I indeed want you to fix something that has fallen to pieces with your leave. But I haven't put any bomb or whatever and I don't even understand why you think that I would do that!!"
"To make me feel vulnerable!" I shouted, "Like I'm nothing without the mafia and need its support to stay alive but for your kindest information, dear Dad. I no longer need you or the mafia to watch my back! So, quit trying!"
"I thought you called me because you finally missed me. Finaly, over your grief and wants to come back. But no! You called me after these years just to put this dirty accusation on me," I huffed, "Well, never mind, because after what I've done, I deserve it. But I will not sit here and let you die!" I clenched my jaw, inhaling sharply, "You do what you wanna do and I will do what I got to do!" Saying this, he hung up on me.
I clutched the phone so hard and was about to throw it away in rage, but didn't when I recalled that it keeps something that is so fucking precious to me. I gasped and put it to my heart, breathing heavily that I almost lost it. I looked at my phone and unlocked it only to play a voicemail.
"Hey, it's me, Ethan. Ah, you remember I bought blue and red blazers last month. I just want you to tell me which one looked the best on me because I'm so confused. And yes, I could have taken Lucas's help as well, but as he's again had another break-up, he's in no mood for any talking. Therefore, I had no choice but to ask you. So, as soon as you get this, call me because I don't want to look stupid on my date. Bye!"
Hearing his voice, all my anger flew away and warmth overwhelmed my heart. I smiled and put my phone on my heart, inhaling deeply. It's been 2 years since he died, but still there's no day when I don't miss him, when I don't wish to see him once again, when I don't curse myself for being Mafia. I exhaled, a drop of tear sliding down my cheek when I again ended up reminding myself that I was the biggest reason that he died that day. If I wasn't who I was, then he would be alive and things could have been different.
My phone rang in my hand and got my eyes on it. It was Olivia. I wiped my tears away and picked her call. "Hey!"
"Where are you?" She asked.
"Outside the mansion!" I replied, keeping my voice normal. "What happened?"
"What're you doing out there?" I opened my mouth to reply but she cut me off, "Nevermind! Just go to the pool area. Paxton has got something to show you!"
Hearing his name, my heart danced. I cleared my throat, "Alright, I'm coming!" Saying this, I hung up and headed to the pool.
Paxton's POV
"I'd love to suck those tempting lips of yours. Can I?" I asked her huskily. She bit her lower lip and nodded. I grabbed her neck from behind, and slowly lay her as I hovered over her but just when my lips brushed hers, I pulled away and made her frown.
"YOHOOO!!!" My friends stormed in the room, screaming and shaking their beers. The girl's frown deepened as she looked around dumbfounded. Charlie grabbed my shoulder and shook me up blissfully, "You nailed it, Paxton!" I smiled and to him and showed my palm to that girl, who was still confused as hell.
She didn't took my offer and got up herself," What the fuck was that?" She asked angrily. I replied, "A dare!"
She shot her brows up and chuckled sarcastically, "I'm sorry?" I sighed, and moved towards her but she stopped me from coming any closer with her palm on my chest, "Well, it was fun!" She said and walked past me but I stopped her by holding her wrist. When she looked at me I yanked her closer and kissed her passionately.
My friends hooted in merriment and whistled while I only kissed her hard not because I like her, of course, she's not my type but because I want someone to take my mind off Janet Reyes! God, since the time I've laid my eyes on her, I can't help but yearn to kiss her. She was heavenly gorgeous and absolutely irresistible! But what attracted me the most was her intriguing pretty light hazel eyes which seemed as if countless mysteries are hiding inside. I couldn't help but stare into her eyes without a blink, they were spellbound.
We talked and flirted with each other as if it wasn't our first meeting. Her flirty eyes, beautiful smile, gorgeous face, perfect figure, humorous nature and that desire arousing sensual voice of her were making it hard for me to hold myself back. God, only I understand that how I have controlled myself from not putting her on the bar counter and ravishing every inch of her. I was so hard when I asked her to come over my place and spend tonight with me, but she very smartly rejected me by saying she's not into one night stand stuff. Well, I didn't mind because sexual attraction wasn't all I had for her. I had urges to know her, each and everything about her and soon I will because when I said that she looked familiar to me was because earlier my Dad sent me an resume and all the information of his new personal assistant, Janet Reyes. Yes. My Dad didn't sent me here for my happiness but for the work that is falling apart. Well, I was happy that now not only I can be with my best friend but can be around Janet too but the fact that now I have to work hard to put the company back to as it was, was upsetting me.
Anyway, tomorrow is going to fun when she will see me as her boss. Damn, I can't wait!
I pulled away and she blushed, her lips swollen slightly by the kiss. I gulped with heavy breaths and moved closer to her ear and whispered my address for tomorrow. She looked at me for a moment as if she was battling with herself to take the offer and enjoy or walk away for self-respect, but I know that she is not one of those girls whose self-respect is all. And after this kiss, in front of all my friends, she will hell not reject it.
She smirked and pecked my cheek, "See you tomorrow!" With this, she walked away. I smiled and looked at Charlie who was staring at me with narrowed eyes. I lifted my shoulders up, "What?"
"You're a rascal!" He muttered. I chuckled, "Please. What I did to her was insulting, dude. I had to kiss her!" He shook his head with a disbelief look and walked away, followed me and all my friends.
We took our places around the huge round table and spun the bottle excitedly. "I dare you to take dare!" I said to Charlie because from the time we're playing, he's the only one who hasn't took dare yet. He threw a fake smile at me, "If it stops at me!"
I narrowed my eyes, "It will!" He chuckled, along with our friends.nI narrowed my eyes at him as I said with over confidence, "Oh, It will!" He chuckled, along with our friends. The bottle spun and spun and spun and slowly it stopped at Drake. Charlie laughed mockingly at me and I looked away in disappointment, cursing him under my breath. Drake chose truth and we asked him his most embarrassing moment to which he answered that it was the day when his parents caught him with his aunt in the kitchen. We laughed and made a fun out of him. Soon, the bottle was spun again and unluckily it stopped at me which made me scrunch my nose annoyingly because I wanted it stop at Charlie so I could give him a dare but, screw my luck!
"Truth or dare?" Asked Charlie with a smirk. I shrugged, "I'm not a pussy like you. So, dare"
"You sure?" I nodded with a smile but from inside I was freaking out because when it comes to dares he's got a list, "Fine! Go and throw Janet in my pool," His dare made everyone gasp amusingly but I frowned and asked, "Why Janet?"
"My wish!"
"Can't I throw somebody else?"
"If you can't do it then say it, Paxton!" He smirked, "I won't call you a pussy!"
I stared him with a tight smile. He knows that I would absolutely refuse to do this one because I like her but if he knew how close we've become in just a few moments. She will understand me and would get angry at me, "Fine!" His smirk shortened and I added, "I'll do it!"
Janet's POV
When I reached the pool area, nobody was in the view except for Paxton, who was standing on the edge of the huge pool, looking at me with his heart-flattering smile. I smiled back and walked closer with my eyes fixed on him. One thing is really weird. Today, I'm literally going through a massive trauma, but whenever I'm looking at this guy? I feel so fucking stress free and light.
I tugged my swirls behind my ear and stood in front of him, blushing already, "So, what's the surprise?" I asked, curious to know but instead of replying he grabbed my elbow and caused me to frown in confusion, "What're you doing?"
"I'm sorry," He said and before I could even react, I was thrown inside the pool.
*Splash*
Because I wasn't prepared, the water got inside my mouth and nose and caused me to choke hard after I came out of the pool. I heard laughter but didn't give any attention when I realized that my phone was no longer in my hands. I gulped and looked around like a mad woman until I finally found it. I dived in, picked up my phone and came out, still coughing a little. I wiped the water off it and tried to open the phone but it didn't work. "Please," I requested, trying to open it but after my all attempts, it didn't worked. I clenched my jaw tight and glared at Paxton with bloodshot eyes because, because of his stupid joke, I lost one last voicemail of my little brother. Paxton looked at Charlie, then back at me. Not a single person was laughing anymore. Maybe they realized that their stupid joke had me losing something so precious. Without removing my eyes off Paxton, I swam to the edge of the pool and climbed up on the floor. He gulped, watching me worriedly as I walked towards him with slow steps.
"Janet?" Charlie called out my name but I didn't respond, and stood in front of Paxton. He lifted his hands in a calming gesture, and was about to say something, but couldn't when a hard slap landed on his beautiful fair cheek and quickly shut him up. Everyone around gasped audibly and Paxton inhaled deeply, his eyes red and knuckles turning white by the hard clutch he made to stay in control. I lifted my index finger at him and said, "Do not dare to do that ever again!" He clenched his jaw strongly, staring me with his raging eyes but hell if he scared me at all. I clutched my fist, yearning to beat the hell out him but instead I turned around and stormed off. All the attraction I had towards him faded away like it was never there. In fact, if I had stayed there any longer, I sure would have killed him because I hate him now, hate him to the core. I lost my brother's voicemail because of him. The only thing that has helped me pull myself together when I feel broken. The thing which calms me down when I feel low, angry or upset. The thing which has made me feel like he was never gone, like he was always around. But I lost it, I lost it and now I've no idea if I'd be able to survive without it.