I opened the last page, reading the information. My heart throbbed once more.
It was a deal that stated I would work for him for life, in exchange he would be responsible for all my expenses and living.
This included meals, healthcare, clothing, etc.
Of course, it stated that all would be given based on common sense, but in the end, this just meant it was all up to Matt.
He also gave me a salary, but it was not too big, only barely above the minimum wage.
It also didn't state in detail what kind of job I would need to do.
Normally, this kind of contract was very bad, one could even say it was slavery.
But with my situation, this was a godsend.
A thrown-away mafia heiress, with a damaged body, spoiled with barely any skills.
No one would hire me if they knew everything.
"Why surprised? Do you think I will ever let you go now?"
My eyes became glassy, I asked,
"Even after everything I have done to you...
Why are you still this nice to me?"
A small part of my heart thought he still liked me, that I was still important to him.
But I tried my best to shut these thoughts down.
I was afraid, what if all of this was just in my head? What if I was overthinking things?
"It seems you also damaged your head, calling this slave contract nice.
Now just sign it, and finish your meal.
Our appointment is close."
With tears falling down my cheeks, I signed each of the papers.
I felt really warm inside, like fireworks were blooming in my heart.
On the way, Matt interrogated me on the details of the family situation.
Unfortunately, I didn't know much, other than what I had overheard.
Based on what I knew, there were two factions now: the loyalists and those that wanted to seize the opportunity to rise in ranks.
The first one was loyal to the fake me, my twin, while the other had already grouped together behind Alessandro.
"So every faction is already in their hands?
Do you know if they have more goals?
Or do they just want to take over your family?"
"I don't know... revenge? Well, now she already got what she wanted.
With the vault's content, all the papers are in her hands, and I'm also out of the picture now."
"So you don't know that the Luca family is becoming more aggressive now.
They've started expanding their business."
"What? Why?
The family should be strong and rich enough to survive for a long time.
Even I know we have some kind of silent agreement for everyone to not make a move."
"Who knows?
Greed?
But hearing what she has done shows she is a careful and patient person."
Matt then turned silent, seemingly busy thinking about the topic.
I myself turned my gaze to the road.
'What more would she want?
She already has everything. Does she also want to destroy the family?
But that doesn't make sense. Even if that is her goal, there are better ways to do this.
And if she wanted to expand territory, that would mean she had support from the other families allied with us.'
The more I thought, the more I regretted not involving myself more with the family.
Matt then parked his car in front of a small clinic.
From the outside, it didn't look like much; it barely had patients.
The clinic was also located in the far outskirts of the city, but I knew the reality was not like what was seen.
This place was usually owned by mafia families to treat their wounded.
They purposely chose this kind of setup to make sure no one felt suspicious.
We then entered through the backdoor.
Matt inputted the code, opening the electrical lock.
Inside, a woman was waiting for us.
She walked toward me, her face just inches away.
Her crimson eyes gleamed with interest.
"So, you are Luciel. Matt talked a lot about you.
Do you know he insisted you get the treatment first, before I can test you?"
"Shut your mouth, Alice!"
I looked at Matt, but he ignored my gaze.
Turning back to Alice, I asked, "What test?"
"I am a broker, a very good one at that.
I've heard your personal problem with Matt, and I agree to help, but before that, I need to make sure you are up to it.
The risk I take here is big, Miss Luciel, and I also want to make sure I earn my share of the reward."
"Sure, give me the contract, I will sign it."
"Hahaha…
Contract?
Do you think that matters to people like us?
We don't care about those.
Even if we broke it, no one would be able to force us to agree to it.
We are living in the underworld; what matters is one's own credibility."
"We just met each other, and I don't have any reputation. How could you know if I'm credible or not?"
"That's why I want to test you.
I already got a mission from the Barbieri Family. You should have heard about them."
"Yes, my father often talked angrily about them.
Their casino business often clashed with ours."
"Good, at least you are not as oblivious as I thought. Let's talk as we walk."
She began to walk, guiding us to a nearby elevator.
She pressed multiple floor buttons, probably acting as some kind of code.
Then I felt the elevator start going down.
Creating hidden underground facilities for treatment was very common, so I didn't find it weird.
What I found strange was how this woman could use this facility like she was the owner.
Building something like this cost a lot of money. My De Luca family also dabbled in construction and often got requests like this.
'It seems she's not just a normal broker.
Even if she is the best in this city, I don't believe she has enough money and influence to build one like this.'
"The mission is simple: become a drug courier.
But since you will get the treatment first, I changed my mind.
You will undergo training for a month, then I will put you up as an assassin."