The mafia daughter
She was a successful young woman. That's what everyone told her. Beautiful, well-educated. Just starting a lawyer's career. After the university all the companies kept on calling her about the job offers they can give her! 'Which is a good thing' she thought. 'At least no time for fooling around.'
"Momma, are you ok?" a child of 5 interrupted her moment of reflections.
Serena looked at her daughter with a smile. Always in time.
"And why aren't you sleeping already young lady?" she gently asked.
"Can't sleep. Can you tell me a fairytale?" the child asked with hope in eyes.
"Of course honey. Just one. And than you are asleep, ok?"
Rini was already running to her room. Serena just shook her head and followed the little girl. She looked at the child lovingly. 'If anything matters- it's her' she thought. What saddened her, was that question soon-to-be-asked. A child notices the lack of father. 'I'll tell her he died. That way she won't blame herself'
"MOMMY!" Rini looked at her mother.
"Well, it all started simply…" and before she knew it, she was telling a story of herself in a way. The child, however, fell asleep. 'Is my life so boring? Definitely not!' Serena thought with a little smile of hers.
Silence filled the room. Serena was just about to make her very last speech and she knew she was going to win it. 'These people are too scared to even think' she thought with a smile. She stood up and made her way towards the jury. That's when she saw someone on the stand. Usually the audience consisted of victim's family members, the press, or the students who wanted to become her. In the very back sat a young man, blonde long hair. He didn't fit there. A dark expensive suit, Armani shoes, nice tie, a camera in his hand. The press doesn't wear that kind of clothes. She was watching him for some time. He came on every single one of her trials, did some photos of her and just left the room. Serena knew he wasn't from the press. They usually try to ask her some questions, ask for interviews. The guy, however, never even said a word to her. She shook her head and started the speech.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury."
She than made a short pause, just to make sure she had all the attention needed.
"May I require you to stop thinking about emotions? Emotions are easily created, faked, forgotten. However, facts exist forever. This is what this case is about, nothing else. We all know the facts- Ms Smith tried to kill her boyfriend because she found him in a bed with another. Is that an excuse? Yes, he did the wrong thing. But tell me, if she was obsessed with him? That's a fact. Calling him everyday from home, every 2 hours. Those are the facts we are looking for."
She made another pause and looked at a woman in the jury. Mid fifties. Ugly. Horrible clothes. No taste. Single. Horrible hair color. Ugly necklace. Perfect.
"Ma'am, I just love your necklace." She said to the woman, "I love it. I saw it in a shop a few weeks ago. Will you give it to me? No? How about I attempt to kill you for it? After all, it's my emotions that count.." She gave herself a confident smile. She had them. "Thank you very much." And with that she turned around with her hips swaying. She saw the camera light's flashing. She won the case.
That evening.
"I hate these parties" Serena whispered with a fake smile to her best friend, Mina.
"I love those parties!" Mina smiled at Serena
"You know I'd rather spend the time in a restaurant, talking to you about our life problems than sit here with these.." she didn't get to finish the sentence because a group of handsome, expensive-looking men walked up to them and started talking with Serena.
"Congratulations on the Smith case." Said Seya. That's the guy who is always trying just too hard. 'Can't he just give me a break?' Serena thought angrily.
"Well thank you. A quite interesting case, wasn't it?"
"Well, I just loved the 'Ms Smith, do you believe that you are emotionally stable?' 'yes, of course.' 'How many time have you tried committing suicide?" All the men laughed.
"Oh please" replied Serena with a smile "it was so easy!"
She than felt someone's eyes on her. When she looked up she gasped. The guy from the court!
Serena POV
Who is the-guy-from-the-court he talking to?
NO.
NO.
Darien Shields. What's he doing here? This is like the party only for the lawyers!
"What?" Mina mouths to me.
"3 o'clock, dark Armani suit." I respond.
Mina turns around interested. Until she sees him.
"What is he doing here?" she asks.
"That's what I wanna know" I say as I excuse ourselves from the crowd.
"Where are we going?" she asks curiously. "You're not going to ask him that now, are you?"
"I'm not stupid Mina, there is just something I want to tell you."
We hide on a balcony.
"Spill."
"We are not in high school anymore for gods sake! Grow up!" I whisper.
"Why are you whispering?"
"'Cause I'm scared."
"Just because he's here doesn't mean he wants something from you. This is a huge party, Sere, and believe me there are.."
"He sent someone to spy on me" I interrupt.
"What? How would you know?"
"Easily. He pretended.."
"Who?"
"The blonde guy." I said, indicating the guy with my head.
"Jadeite?" she looked at me surprised.
"If that's his name, yeah." Why is she looking at me like that?
"Mina, why are you looking at me like I've gone mad?" I add.
"Because… " she starts saying, but than stops. She sights and looks at me patiently.
"Jadeite is like the best finder Darien has. He only uses him when he really cares about something."
"A finder?" I look at her confused.
"A guy who finds info about people. What they eat, color of nails- anything really. Actually, everything."
"Mina, this must be a mistake! I mean why would a mafia king be interested in me?"
"Well, maybe because you are beautiful, intelligent, one of the if not the most..."
"Stop." I hiss. "That's no reason. He always chooses the beautiful.."
"Sluts? He used to, Sere. From the past month he had no woman! Imagine that! He must really care about you!"
"Mina, no offence but I don't see any reason to be enthusiastic."
"You are right.. But.." Oh do I hate the but parts! They always get me lost.
"Mina.. stop."
"Sere! He is the most handsome guy in NY, rich, actually he is filthy rich, intelligent.."
"Mina, you know who he is? He is breaking people's legs for not picking up garbage!"
Our beautiful conversation is interrupted by my boss coming in.
"Ladies, ladies, ladies. The gentlemen are getting impatient with the lack of beautiful ladies!"
"Don't I just feel like an A+ peace of meat" I whisper and get an elbow from Mina from that one.
"You were saying something Serena?" Andrew looks at me.
"Naah." I say as I make my way towards the 'gentlemen'. However, Andrew still manages to stop me! How dare he! I'm having the be-nice-for-the-animals day and he is already trying to stop me!
"There is this very important client waiting for you. Please, just be nice. Don't screw this up. Please." When does Andrew actually use the 'screw up' phrase? My, I wonder who this person is. As I approach the boys my smile fades. What is Darien doing there?
"Serena!" Seya interrupts my thoughts. "Did you hear that one?"
"Which one?" I mutter angrily. How the fuck am I supposed to know?
"What do you call a lawyer with an I. Q. of 50?" he asks with a glint of amusement in his eyes.
"You?" I mutter to myself mostly. I can see Darien snicker. Ooops, he heard that.
"Excuse me, I didn't hear you." Seya looks at me questioningly.
"Oh nothing." I say, make the smile no. 25 "What do you call him?"
"Your honor."
That is the moment in which Andrew must spoil my good mood which was about to begin.
"Serena, meet Darien Shields." I try to shake his hand, but he manages to kiss it tenderly. Urgh! This guy has a nerve!
I look at the so-famous guy. Yep, nicely built, very broad shoulders, handsome face. Plus, he wears the dark suit which only emphasises his aura. Oh stop it!
"Nice to meet you." Put on the fake smile Sere!
"The pleasure is all mine, believe me." He murmurs.
The world seems to stop. I can feel just everyone look at me. Darien is staring into my eyes while I try to do something to change the subject. Thank god Seya is here!
"You know this Jackobs lawyer? So stupid! I had a client, a guy who performed autopsies and the Jackobs guy is like 'Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?' and my client is like 'All my autopsies have been performed on dead people.' The whole room was laughing!"
Thank you god! Thank you Seya for catching the moment!
The whole evening goes without even a word from Darien. That's not good. I've heard he is always the one to talk. Now he is just standing there, from time to time laughing, but mostly looking at me. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. Wait a minute. You, Serena, cannot let some stupid mafia king take over you! Oh no you won't! The annoying thing is that I know something's coming. That's like the unwritten rule in lawyer's world. First you are introduced to the client, than you talk bullshit for the next couple of hours and after that they simply hit you with what they have to say.
A beautiful music begins to play. Some couples start dancing. I look at them with all the jealousy. But I don't have time for that.
"May I?"
I can see Shields looking at me. What? No. way. Nu-uh. That's however, when I receive a glare from Andrew.
"Of course."
He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. His lips are against my ears. I have my arms on his shoulders. I don't like that. I don't like..
"How does it feel like to be the most beautiful and successful woman in New York?"
he murmurs into my ear. No wonder he always gets all the women! So sensual!
"And how is it like to be the biggest liar in New York?" I ask him with a smile.
"They told me you weren't easy."
"Who?"
"Everyone. Anyone." He pulls me even closer, if that's possible.
"So?"
"It's good." I'm getting a tad impatient. So fucking what that he heard that!
"And may I ask just where are you getting at?"
"Well, to get those beautiful killer legs around me..."
"You. Are. Not. Going. To. Get. That." I say as I purposefully stand on his foot (did I mention the high heels?) that's the moment he lets go of me, but he still manages to say something into my ear…
"If you say so. Let the games begin my dear…"
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