Chapter 44: Francisco’s POV
It wasn’t hard to frame this Matthew fellow. His apartment was vacant, not even a dog to defend his territory. A sad method of living if you ask me. I had my men in and out with ease. The drugs were but a small price compared to what I would receive for my cooperation from Charlotte and I would do anything to please her.
My evil little mon Cher was worth the work. Her criminal and sadistic ways excited me.
I’d like to say I had turned over a new leaf before coming back to her. I had been living in France for a few years, conducting legitimate businesses under the financial pretenses of my mafia life and I had been comfortable for the most part but I had become bored of being a “good guy” and longed for excitement. Although I had no intention of coming back until I heard the news about Charlotte’s father.
I came all the way here to be her confidant. A bold effort in trying to show her that the man she had chosen was the wrong choice. An effort, even I knew, would be fruitless. Even as this Leo character pushed her aside, married someone else and disregarded her – she still longed for his dedication, love and companionship.
When had my mom Cher lost her power? Was this man really worth the groveling and schemes she had -plotted for years?
I have Charlotte meet me at a diner to watch her first wish unfold. I longed to see true happiness on her face. The truth is: Charlotte wasn’t as happy or satisfied as she once was. I remember seeing her genuinely content with her vindictive ways because Leo wasn’t far from her side. And when he wasn’t there, she had me. She wasn’t concerned with the likes of other women or competing. She never had to but I think Charlotte knew losing Leo wasn’t far beneath the surface.
When I had met Charlotte at the poker game, she came alone. No one beside her or to stand behind her. She came in search of excitement.
One night she drunkenly admitted to me that she believed she had lost Leonardo long before she staged her disability. He had started working more, answering less and had even aided a woman at a restaurant who she later saw to be his secretary.
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This is who I presume to be the infamous and most–hated Claire. The same Claire, I would be assisting with in a few days. I didn’t particularly like harming women. It wasn’t my favorite quality, if I’m honest.
But a deal was a deal and the thought of Claire being my gateway of Charlotte’s severance to her little billionaire – tickled me.
Just in agreeing to assist Charlotte, I’ve gained a night to have my way with her. And I’m sure, I can make her feel what that little obsession of hers never could.
Maybe the reward would be far more steep once Claire was dealt with.
A man can dream, of course.
