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schillersrealm · 7 months ago

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Chapter 4 - Wicked Game

Schiller opened the door for Frankie as they walked inside the Asian Restaurant. He stood close to her as they reached the hostess at the front of the restaurant. Nicholae gently squeezed Frankie’s right upper arm and brought her closer to him as the hostess looked on her computer for a 2 seat table. The young woman lightly moaned in pain when she felt Nicholae’s fingers tightening around her arm and looked up at him, perplexed as to why he was doing this.

“Shh! There are a lot of people I know here. If someone stops by, you keep quiet! Did I make myself clear?” He caught the frightened look in her blue baby eyes, and Nicholae knew that she was going to make an excellent little associate or as he liked to call, a sweet obedient pawn. When the hostess directed her attention back to them, Nicholae released his grip from Frankie’s arm and responded back to the hostess with a smile.

The hostess brought them to their table and Nicholae sat across Frankie. He could tell that she was extremely nervous, just by her body language, her whole body was stiff and it was obvious that Frankie wasn’t pleased at all to be with him. Was she going to be strong enough for the job he would offer her? It’s not as if she had the choice to begin with.

The waiter arrived at their table and asked them if they wanted to start with something to drink. Nicholae asked for a glass of whisky on the ice and answered as well for Frankie. “No alcohol for Missy… Perhaps she’d prefer a sparkling beverage?” Frankie quickly shifted her regard to the waiter and told him that water would be fine. Nicholae smirked at her when the waiter left them. Her eyes were already glued on the food menu, avoiding Nicholae’s dark green eyes at all cost.

Schiller was a regular client at this restaurant and it wasn't long that he noticed that Frankie had caught the attention of the people around. Either it was the waiter taking care of them , or the hostess at the entrance, everybody had noticed Frankie. She wasn’t the kind of woman Nicholae had the habits to bring for lunch or dinner time… With her short blonde hair and pale complexion, the young woman stood apart from the crowd, and she wasn’t very tall to begin with. Next to Nicholae she was all delicate and miniature…

The waiter came back a few minutes later with Nicholae’s drink and glasses of water for both of them.

“Are you ready to order?” He demanded them. Nicholae was ready, but not Frankie.

“Nope, come back in 5 minutes.” said Schiller as he saw that Frankie was hesitating for her choice of food. Frankie quickly glanced at Nicholae, growing more anxious as she didn’t know what to take. She had spotted the Pad Thai and asked Nicholae if it was good.

“It is, you can take this.” She then closed the menu and her eyes were looking everywhere, as if she didn’t want to look at him.

“Leon informed me that your brother followed you last night to my place, is that true?” As if Frankie wasn’t already on the verge to cry as she was extremely nervous around Nicholae.

“It’s true… He came to me last night before I left to meet you and I told him I was going to the gym, I didn’t think he’d follow me…”

Nicholae took a sip of his golden liquid, his eyes glued on Frankie. He could see the fear trapped on her face and a whiff of her sunscreen she had applied on her skin before leaving her house, caught Nicholae by surprise.

“Does he know why you came to see me?” A light smirk was growing on his lips as he asked Frankie about her brother. The young woman scratched the side of her neck before answering Nicholae.

“I told him that uncle owed you money and that I simply paid you back. I didn’t mention that I would work for you… My brother is really overprotective… He’s the one that raised me if we can put it that way!”

Nicholae took another sip of his drink and tilted his head to the side.

“Of course, your mother was enjoying the Vegas life a little too much, and your father was…Absent as well…” When Nicholae pointed out to Frankie that her parents had been absent in her life, the young woman gulped anxiously.

“How come you know about my parents?” Frankie couldn’t help and she had to ask Nicholae where he had gotten this information. It’s not as if Frankie had written this everywhere online that her parents sucked. The 51 year old male chuckled at the young naive woman.

“I know a lot of things about you my dear Frankie! You think I didn’t check your background? I wouldn’t hire you without making sure who I’m dealing with… As for your brother, I have a feeling that he will be a nuisance if you get my drift!”

He was right and she knew it! Ethan was indeed going to be a nuisance the day he’d learn that Frankie gave up everything to work for a crime lord.

“He won’t, I will make sure of it…” Even though she had assured Schiller, the dark-haired man knew better than believing words coming out of a 25 years old girl’s mouth.

“We shall see Miss Anderson!” He smirked at her and Nicholae shifted his eyes on the waiter who had come back to the table to take their orders. The waiter left again with their orders and Nicholae’s face changed to a more serious appearance.

“You’re going to be an associate.. The lowest rank in my organization. You’ll be doing my errands, collecting money and many other things I have in mind for you. Each week, I’ll take money from your paycheck and pay myself back” Nicholae had gotten rid of Antun, who was actually doing what Frankie would do. Frankie would cost less and he’d take a part of her salary to pay himself back.

“Ok… And what are the other things you have in mind for me?” He could tell that she was dying to know what he had in store for her. He couldn’t blame her.

“In time Miss Anderson. Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to kill people…” Nicholae knew who he was dealing with and wasn’t going to make her kill people or transport drugs in her car.

“You know your way around San Francisco?” He asked her. The young woman finally leaned back in her chair, looking a bit more relaxed than when they stepped foot in the restaurant.

“Yes, I have no problem with driving around San Francisco… Am I going to use my car?” That was the question that was burning Frankie’s lips. Nicholae had indeed spotted the red sports car in her driveway when he picked her up. A well maintained Red 2006 Subaru WRX STI. Nicholae couldn’t give her one of his cars, or else he was going to make no profits from her.

“Yes, you’ll take your car!” The look on her face was obviously showing signs of disagreement, but it’s not as if she had her word to say in this.

“Ok…I see…” She wasn’t ok and Nicholae purposely made her more embarrassed than she already was.

“I can tell that you’re not pleased with this decision…” Frankie was about to say something, but the waiter interrupted them with their food.

“Enjoy your meals, is there anything else you need?” Nicholae thanked the waiter and informed him they were ok, not asking Frankie if there was something else she needed.

“No, no it’s ok…” He could tell that she was lying to him and that wasn’t a good start, thought Nicholae.

“Oh, I can tell that you’re not pleased at all with this decision of mine. You’ll have to be honest with me Miss Anderson, I won’t tolerate any lies coming from you. As I can see, you seem to be quite an expert when it comes to lying… Am I right?” He snickered at the young woman and her skin flushed red.

“I’m not lying to you! I think you're smart enough to see that my car isn’t brand new, I’m trying to keep it on the lower miles, that’s all..”Nicholae wiped his mouth with the white serviette and sighed loudly at the petite woman across from him.

“I do understand that you’re concerned about your car, but I can’t supply you with one of my vehicles…” He blurted out before bringing his fork to his mouth.

“Alright…” She wasn’t agreeing more because Nicholae had used a deeper tone of voice to make her understand that she’d take her vehicle to work for him. What could she do at this point? Not much more…

Minutes passed by as both of them finished their meals… Nicholae caught Frankie’s plate as the waiter took it. She had left half of her food on the plate, but she had indeed commented on how she was done with her plate.

“Was it good? You barely ate?” She shrugged her shoulders.

“It was ok, I’m not really hungry…” She was way too intimidated by Nicholae’s presence and she was very anxious with was coming up next for her. Eating was the last of her priorities right now. Plus, she knew that Ethan would find about her new “Job” and it was going to be another issue that Frankie would have to deal with.

“Mr. Schiller, here you are… How lovely seeing you here!” A tall woman stopped by Nicholae’s table. She had long dark brown hair and appeared to be in her late 40’s. For some reason, she reminded Frankie of the grand high witch from the 1990 movie “The Witches” and Nicholae had probably fucked this woman…

“Angelica… Nice seeing you… Radiant as always.” The way he looked at her, Frankie caught a thick sexual tension between those two and for some reason, it did annoy her… When the woman moved her blue eyes on Frankie, the young woman displayed the annoyance on her face. She didn’t like her at all, there was something off with her.

“My, my Nicholae, you’re taking them younger now. She could be your daughter!” The woman laughed at her own joke as she analyzed Frankie’s teenage-like appearance with her romper piece of clothes and her pale blonde short hair. Nicholae snorted at Angelica when she stated how Frankie appeared to be younger than all the women Nicholae had brought for lunch at this restaurant.

“Meet Miss Anderson, she’s working for me now and absolutely nothing else, like you’d love to believe!” Angelica had a hard time believing this. She snorted back in return at Nicholae when he made sure to elaborate that Frankie was just a business partner and nothing else. Angelica knew Nicholae enough to believe these lies coming from him. If he had chosen Frankie, there was a reason behind all of it. Of course she owed money because of her uncle, but Angelica was well aware that it was just a matter of time until Nicholae would try to get the young woman between his satin sheets.

“Oh, tell me about it, Nicholae. She’s way too pure for you! If I were you, love, I’d run away from him… He’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing…” Angelica smirked at Nicholae, loving to tease him and especially implementing a certain terror into the young woman.

Even though Frankie could feel the urge to reply back to the Witch, she knew better as Nicholae’s stern look on his face meant everything. She knew that he’d be pissed at her if she was being impolite toward his friend. So, Frankie simply kept herself silent toward Angelica’s remarks.

Angelica Winked at Frankie before approaching Nicholae to whisper something in his ear.

“You’ll have to be gentle with her, she doesn’t look like the kind to love it rough…” Nicholae snorted in amusement at Angelica’s observation concerning Frankie.

“As usual, it was lovely speaking with you Angelica!” Added Nicholae with a sarcastic tone. Angelica finally left them and Nicholae displayed a firm smile to Frankie. Even though Angelica had whispered, Frankie was close enough and had heard everything.

“What does she know about my sexual preferences??” Nicholae leaned back in his seat, a bit surprised by Frankie’s revelation. He chuckled, amused as he caught a jealous feeling coming from Frankie. It was obvious that she didn’t like Angelica and it entertained him.

“Don’t mind her…She’s like this.” Frankie narrowed her eyes and wiped the corners of her mouth with the serviette.

“Now, let’s get back to what we were talking about. You’re going to start next week… At 8 Am, I want to see you at my place. I will give you all the addresses of the places to collect the money from.” So far, it did seem an easy job, thought Frankie. She wouldn’t mind driving around San Francisco to collect money for Schiller.

“Ok, seems fine with me.” said Frankie. The waiter was seen coming back to their table and Nicholae asked him for the bill as Frankie didn’t want anything else. The waiter came back with just a bill and Frankie watched him as Nicholae gave him his black credit card.

“I can pay for my own meal, you know…” It’s not as if Nicholae wasn’t capable of paying a mere plate of Pad Thai to a 25 years old woman. He thought that she was all cute, as she tried to show him how independent she was. He licked his upper lip and smiled in a self-satisfied way at her.

“That wouldn’t be nice of me to invite you to the restaurant and make you pay for your meal… Would it be, Miss Anderson?” She couldn’t disagree on this though. Nothing more frustrating than a man making her pay for her meal on their first date… Well, of course, Frankie knew that it wasn't a date between her and Schiller. Just a formal lunch time together… But still…

Nicholae paid for the bill and left the restaurant with Frankie by his side. He even opened her car door, so she’d step inside the Land Rover on the front passenger seat with ease. She sat down and struggled to fasten her seatbelt as the mechanism of the belt was stopping Frankie from extending the seat belt.

The occasions of having someone sitting on the passenger seat of this car were rare for Nicholae and he had completely forgotten about this seat belt. It needed to be changed as he’d need to contact the dealership for the repair as the car was still under warranty.

Nicholae gently leaned over Frankie after he had sat behind the wheel, and tried to pull on the seat belt with more strength. As Schiller got closer to her, Frankie became quite aroused. She could even smell his masculine perfume emanating from the skin of his neck and she breathed faster as her eyes caught down his other hand resting near her left thigh…

She totally froze on her seat and tried to remain calm, but it was obvious that she was stirred from Nicholae who was just trying to get her seatbelt to work…

“Hmm, I should have gotten this checked!” He mentioned while he kept trying to unlock the mechanism of the seat belt. As Nicholae kept on fidgeting with the seat belt, Frankie kept her eyes glued on his left hand resting near her thigh, picturing his hand gently sliding underneath her romper. She had to bite the inside of her bottom lip as she continued to play these little fantasies in the back of her mind.

“Alright, here we go.. I fixed it, until next time!” Nicholae fastened Frankie’s seat belt and glanced at Frankie who did seem to be a bit troubled.

“Are you ok, Miss Anderson?” He asked her with amusement filling his voice. He had noticed her chest rising rapidly as she breathed faster, and that craving look trapped in her eyes. Her complexion wasn’t pale anymore, so it was easy to see that something had indeed impacted her as the skin on her face had turned crimson red.

“I’m ok…” She gulped nervously while leaning on her seat. To say that Frankie couldn’t wait to arrive home was an understatement. She could feel the wetness and the sexual arousement increasing between her legs and that wasn’t comfortable at all… She was going through the equivalent of blue balls for men.

She hated herself so much for that. How could she? Once again, she couldn’t deny her attraction for older men. Frankie had always been attracted to older men, probably to compensate for the absence of a real father in her life. But Nicholae Schiller? He was working for the mafia, he wasn’t the kind of a man with an 8 to 5 job, coming back home every night to his wife. He probably had a girlfriend anyway, even perhaps that Angelica woman they saw at the restaurant.

“Well, looks like I’ll send you to the Land Rover Dealership on Monday for the seat belt. They will check to fix it…” Frankie had a hard time focusing on what Nicholae was saying as she only kept thinking about his fingers sliding into her… Nicholae saw that she was distracted, oblivious about her pervert thoughts running through her mind.

“You seem lost, Miss Anderson?” She finally turned around and made him repeat.

“Eh? What did you say?” Nicholae set back his eyes on the road and repeated his question.

“You seem lost, a penny for your thoughts?” He could dream on… Frankie wasn’t going to reveal to her boss how aroused she was. She felt ashamed, but she couldn’t help it, she was deeply attracted to him and knew that this would lead to nowhere.

“No it’s ok… Just thinking about something… That’s all..” When Nicholae understood that she didn’t want to share what was bothering her, he decided to let it go…

Nicholae finally arrived at Frankie’s place and parked his SUV in her driveway.

“Here you are…” He placed the shifter on the “P” position and turned around to look at Frankie.

“I’m offering you the opportunity of a lifetime Frankie, you’ll see working for me isn’t as scary as you might imagine.” Frankie unfastened her seatbelt and the safety device didn’t retract all the way inside since it was still broken.

“It’s not as if I have the choice Mr. Schiller. It was either this, or prostitution..” Schiller smirked at her again and chuckled at her remark. He did give her the choice, but he knew that a young woman like her would’ve never opted for prostitution.

“You think I would’ve let you choose prostitution? I wouldn’t have shared a beautiful little pearl like you, I don’t think you were born for this Miss Anderson.” Nicholae had a hard time picturing Frankie lightly dressed with a pair of intense high heels, while waiting for men to pick her up from the sidewalk. As Angelica had mentioned it, she was way too pure for this. Hence why Nicholae nicknamed her the pearl, due to her pale skin and short blonde hair matching well with her sky blue eyes.

To say that she wasn’t flattered to be called a pearl by Nicholae would’ve been a big fat lie. Suddenly, someone knocked on the window from the passenger door which startled Frankie. She turned around and she clenched her teeth when she realized it was her brother Ethan.

She pushed open the door and stepped out of Nicholae’s SUV.

“What are you doing here?” She tensely demanded him as Frankie glanced back and forth at Schiller and her brother.

“I’m the one who should be asking you what are you doing in the car of a man old enough to be your father??” Furious, Ethan shut the passenger door and dragged Frankie away from Schiller’s SUV.

“Let go of me, you’re embarrassing me Ethan!!!” The young woman became agitated toward her brother and Nicholae saw that Frankie was indeed having an overprotective brother, so he stepped out to ease the tension between those two.

“I’m Nicholae Schiller, your sister’s New boss! I hired her to clean my apartment and do my errands. That’s why she was in my car, we’re just back from the restaurant.” Nicholae smugly announced to Ethan that he had hired his sister and he could tell that her big brother wasn’t ok with this. He could understand why as Frankie was just a 25 years old woman, who really looked vulnerable in his presence.

“Is that true Frankie? You work for this guy??” Frankie could see the disappointment in her brother’s face, but it wasn’t his business at all.

“YES! I now work for him, you have nothing to do with this! Go back home to your girlfriend and kid! You don’t see me stuffing my nose in your life!!!” Ethan already knew that he wouldn’t win this argument with his sister today. She had indeed revealed that she was working for Schiller and Ethan couldn’t understand why.

Frankie’s brother strolled in the direction of Schiller and stopped by him.

“You better not touch my sister. I know why you hired her!” Once again, Nicholae was being accused of hiring Frankie because of her physical appearance and Nicholae could see why. The 51 years old male found the whole thing more than funny as he leaned toward Ethan.

“Hmm, your sister isn’t a child anymore Mister Anderson, she’s old enough to make her own decision concerning who she sleeps with!” Nicholae winked at Ethan and the 31 year old man talked to himself in order to remain calm in front of Schiller, keeping himself from punching the crime lord in his face.

“Fuck you!” Ethan Snapped at Nicholae and was seen leaving Frankie’s driveway to return to his car that was parked across the street. At least the envy of getting fingered by Nicholae had passed as her brother had spoiled that moment for Frankie.

“What an ass!!” She exclaimed, teeth clenched and hands on her hips. Nicholae turned back toward Frankie and laughed at the whole situation.

“Like I said, he’s going to be a nuisance!!” Nicholae’s attention drifted toward Ethan who had sped off from the street, making his tires screech, obviously angry that his sister was hanging with another man…

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think he’d be here!” Frankie apologized to Schiller and watched him with rapt attention as he wandered toward her with his long legs. Frankie stood immobile in her driveway and she slowly moved her eyes up to him as Nicholae towered her on his final approach.

He slowly slid his index finger under her chin and lifted her head to have a better view of her delicate face. She slightly gasped under his touch and once again, Schiller had aroused her…

“I want to make myself clear Miss Anderson, you’re now working for me as we made a deal, right?” Frankie nodded silently at Schiller’s question.

“Anyone that will try to put a spoke in the wheels of my business will be rapidly dealt with!” This time Schiller wasn’t joking at all, he didn’t have this smug expression on his face, but a stern and dark expression plastered on it. Schiller released his finger from her chin, oblivious that lil Frankie was all aroused by his touch…

“I will warn my brother to mind his own business, he won’t be interacting with you again…” Schiller nodded at Frankie before returning inside his SUV.

“I hope so! I don’t have time for those kinds of Shenanigans, Miss Anderson…” If there was one thing Frankie was sure of, is that Schiller hated to waste his time and he wasn’t here to deal with issues between sister and brother. To him, it was pathetic and not important.

“See you Monday morning, at 8 AM, Miss Anderson!” He nodded at her before shutting the door and departing her driveway in reverse. Frankie followed Nicholae’s SUV with her eyes as the Land Rover slowly disappeared from her sight as it turned left to reach another street.

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