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He’s a natural at dealing with monsters and making them obey his every command. I guess it all boils down to the fact that he’s a monster himself, but watching him in action is annoyingly fascinating.
He’s assertive to a fault, has the confidence of an arrogant god, and is so unpredictable, everyone in the courtroom leaves extremely entertained by his witty speeches.
The jerk will never know those facts obviously.
He’ll also never know that I’m sure he’ll get what Nicolo asked of him done in no time, which is getting his brother out of a battery and assault charge.
As for myself, I’m stuck with a divorce case.
It’s not even my scope of expertise, but what Nicolo wants, Nicolo gets. Besides, he said my job is to convince his brother’s wife to accept his conditions and leave.
The same brother with the assault charge, Mateo Luciano, is going through a divorce. Nicolo wants me to convince Mateo’s wife to take $300K, sign away all her rights to the Luciano fortune, and disappear from his brother’s state.
Due to my pending cases, I haven’t had the chance to do an appropriate background check on her, but I will later tonight.
It could be my negligence or the load of emotions running through me, but I’m not ready when she walks in through my office door. And it’s not only because she showed up alone instead of being accompanied by her lawyer.
It’s the woman herself.
The girl I thought I’d never meet again in this lifetime after we parted ways in a less than glamorous manner. Her fair hair falls to her shoulders and it’s way less shiny than when we were teenagers.
“Let’s get this over with. I want nothing of his money, so we’re done here…” She freezes mid-sentence when her eyes meet mine. “Aspen…?”
The rotten taste of memories bubbles in my throat and I clear it. “Caroline.”
She kicks the door shut with her foot, completely disregarding her “public” code of conduct. Caroline used to have two personalities—one for the people, one for me and herself.
I liked the crass, misbehaving Caroline who got me addicted to beer way better than the plastic version she showed everyone else.
Her designer dress sways with her movements as she storms toward me and plants her hands on the desk. She dresses like a Stepford wife and her makeup isn’t as loud anymore. But her face is the same, older, but still striking in its beauty.
“It’s really you,” she lets the words out on a small breath. “Wow. You actually look the femme fatale role now. How have you been?”
“Fine.” I stand up and motion at the sitting area in my office.
She complies, flopping onto the dark red sofa and crossing her legs. “I’m speechless. You’ve done so well by becoming an attorney in this big firm and all. You really are getting that glass slipper for yourself as you said back then. Too bad you’re still a dog for men like my soon-to-be ex-husband.”
“I’m no one’s dog. I’m merely doing my job.”
She snorts, running her gaze over my office without saying a word.
“Will your lawyer be joining us soon?” I ask, trying as hard as possible to sound professional.
“I fired that tool. Too much money for nothing.”
“Will you not be getting a replacement?”
“No…unless you’re thinking about switching to my side.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
She clicks her tongue. “Shame, though I really don’t need your services.”
“Not mine, no, but you need a lawyer to negotiate what you can get out of this divorce.”
“I want nothing but the piece of paper to prove I’m no longer the piece of shit’s wife.”
“Still, you can and should get compensation out of this. He’s offering three hundred grand.”
