Thread: Mob Boss' Payment (manofyourdream and dreamgirl)

RE Mob Boss' Payment Butterflies danced in Rose's stomach as she looked out the window nervously. The driver had tried to be kind to start up a conversation, but Rose was too scared and nervous that she let the conversation drop quickly. Abrams had spoken of his boss before, Mr. Savage, but he usually didn't use his name, typically spoke in he and him. But it was known who Abrams was talking about, he spoke this way in case anyone had a recording device, but since Rose had been coming for so long he had dropped his guard around her. She had gotten the loan when she had been a high school sophomore, now four years later she was a sophomore in college. Arriving at the estate, large gates opened for them as the driver pulled around. There was a man to open the door for her, she didn't expect this sort of chivalry for certain. But Rose hadn't met Mr. Savage at his estate for the first time, he usually conducted his first loans at a different, private house to keep any curious eyes from attempting to wander in. The place was wonderful as she accepted the hand and he helped her down from the large SUV, seeming used to helping woman in heels since he knew exactly where her heel would usually catch and gripped her other hand too to help her just in case. She didn't stumble though but thanked the doorman for his kindness and he closed the door to the SUV. The doorman looked a bit surprised at her surprise but smiled nonetheless at her as the driver removed himself from the SUV and the doorman switched places with the driver, to park the car. The driver then led her up a short set of stairs and into the mansion. She didn't know what she expected, but she hadn't expected what she had entered for certain. She actually looked around to see if there were any woman prancing around in thongs and bras, having a pillow fight with one another. Or for a group of men to be around a table, playing poker. And even a loud party going on, people getting high or off on a bunch of drugs. But there was nothing, it was just...quiet. Right through this doorway, miss, the driver explained since Rose's curiosity had her pause at another doorway, it looked like a large dining room. Blushing she quickly followed the driver's directions and entered the living room. She didn't have to search for Mr. Savage, he wasn't a short man, he was tall and broad and he seemed to own the room by simply being in it. Rose wondered if he had this affect in any room, his presence commanded the attention of all that entered. She tried not to show how anxious she was, she had a bit of tutoring from law school though she hadn't been in it yet. The lawyer had told them to never let anyone in the room see your fear, and Rose pushed away her fear for a few moments. He didn't fit the stereotype she saw on television either, he wasn't short and over compensating for something, but he wasn't old, balding, and fat either. He looked normal which had caught her a bit off guard, her memory didn't serve her too well. There was a small pause between the two as she realized he was waiting for her to speak, Mr. Abrams said that you would be expecting me. I'm here to ask for just a little bit more time, Mr. Savage. I know my payments are not sufficient, but it's because I'm working per diem at the moment at two jobs. I... she reached into her clutch and revealed a folded piece of paper, brought my class grades as well, I'm a good student and my career path is to be a contract lawyer. I just need a little more time, Mr. Savage, and I'll be able to make better payments on the loan that I owe you. She moved a bit closer and placed the folded paper on the coffee table in front of him. If he chose to look over it he would see that her words were true, she had a 3.8 GPA and her classes weren't easy. She had taken Calculus, Biology, Advanced Business Philosophy, and Financial Accounting.