She hadn't seen him before, and as he managed to reply, her phone rang. All her Thoughts got destroyed,she hurried and picked up the call as she headed to steps away from that fine man, she wished if he was Mr. Rafael.
"Yes, Mr. Fasto. I didn't forget our meeting; I will be there."Erika ended the call, and made her leave, slowly glancing at the mysterious man again. He didn't raise his eyes from the notebook, his calm.features .
Thus, she should get a new secretary as soon as possible, the whole work was over her head. She noticed lots of guards waiting for her in front of her car, they were about ten or might be more.
"What's wrong? Erika asked. She stared at each of them with sharp eyes. Their huge, nice bodies shone as the sun reflected on them, and their prominent muscles were shown clearly even from under their uniforms, which claimed to be dangerous.
"I bet if they can think straight, why are they so tall? My neck hurts from gazing at them," Erika thought as she had to make her departure.
"Our boss, Mr. Fasto, is asking for you to come; he wanted to have the meeting at his place; if you have any objections, please let me know." The white-skinned bodyguard said, his voice was deep.
She looked at her car, and then at them again. She did not want to leave her car here, it meant to her a lot, she had gain it by her hard work over three years.
"I'll drive your car, Madam. Can we go?" The other bodyguard, who was wearing a hat, stated this as he opened the car's door.
"Okay," Erika uttered, every letter in slow motion. She had a little background on Mr. Fasto, as he was a dangerous gangster, drug dealer, and the craziest he was schizophrenic.
"You're not going to do it. Calm down, Erika." She sighed; her gaze was on the bodyguard who was driving her car. She would refuse a such meeting in this hackneyed way, but their company needed Mr.Fasto assistance.
They stopped by a good-looking high building downtown. The bodyguards were walking around her, two of them in the front and three on the back, one on each side.
"This is too much; what might happen to me now?" Erika stated that the room where she was waiting was well decorated; its design and the furniture were carefully selected. She did not expect that his choices would be like this splendor.
His two legs were on the table, smoking his pipe, the mess papers were on his desk, and two pistols and a gun lay within his sight.
"This is not Mr. Fasto," Erika whispered before her conclusions took her to distant stations, her thoughts interrupted by the man's voice in front of her.
"I'm Alfredo Gabriel Fasto; I'm the new boss now," Alfredo said. His yellow teeth and the smook made Erika think twice before she uttered any wrong words.
He was pulling his knife on the table as if he wanted to kill her; his eyes were telling her that he was serious about his intentions.
"Madam Erika, I'm sorry for being late. I had a call, so I..." An old man in his fifties said as he gazed at Alfredo, who got up in a hurry and stood without uttering a word.
"Mr. Fasto," Erika called by his name as she didn't understand the whole play in front of her. "Don't worry about my son's reckless behavior; anyway, should we start?" Mr. Fasto said he eyed his son to leave them, and as he was walking, all his stare was on Erika, who felt less safe by coming to this place.
"We have discussed my opinion on the percentage of profits that the company will receive. I have already reviewed the contract with you, right?" Erika said, Mr. Fasto nodded his head; he was tense, and his appearance showed the gentle image of a fine, insane man,not like what the rumors said about him.
"I told you, I don't have any problems if you edit this contract; I made this meeting for another purpose," Mr. Fasto stated. Erika noticed the strange tone in his voice as she sensed a type of hidden welling.
"What's wrong, Mr. Fasto, I'm all hearing?" Erika said that as she put one leg on another, she gave him her cold face, citing the fact that she didn't like the way he talked.
"To be honest, my son has feelings towards you; he didn't tell me, but I notice that in his behavior. You know, as a father, I must do something to please him." Mr. Fasto replied, and Erika's wide eyes got large. "That barbaric thing that looks like criminals," Erika whispered. The smile upon Mr. Fasto made her refuse her thoughts.
"No, not this one; I have another son; his name is Daniel," Mr. Fasto said. Erika stood up for this conversion but got no pointed direction, and she had to catch up on many things.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fasto. I have to go, and for your offer,I have no intention of accepting it." Erika said with a strong tone, and Mr. Fasto smiled and nodded his head.
"Just think of it, Madam Erika. I'm not telling you to go out with him or marry him; just spend a couple of nights," Mr. Fasto said.
"It's enough; I'm leaving," Erika shouted as she lost her attention. She made her way out of the building, cursing herself. She had lowered her stand for the sake of this company.
"Hell no, this man is crazy," she said as she took her cat keys from the bodyguard.
"Madam, there is someone in the car." The bodyguard said with a fearful look into his eyes as she opened the door, ignoring the bodyguard's speech.
She sat, starting to ignite the car. "Moring." She heard his voice, which terrified her.