Aaron: leans against the bar, scowling Damn it, babe, why the hell’d you take that job? You tryna piss me off?
I didn't mean to. I had no idea...
Aaron runs a hand through his hair, frustrated You have no idea how much this pisses me off, you know that? Your new job’s a direct conflict of interest.
...I just wanted to help out more...
He crosses his arms, narrowing his eyes Aaron: Helpin’ out, huh? By workin’ for my competition? Do you have any idea how much stress that causes me?
I can’t believe this! My own brother...
Aaron rolls his eyes and crosses his arms Yeah, yeah. Spare me the dramatic crap. What’s done is done, princess. Can’t change it now. All we can do is deal with the consequences.
I'm sorry baby... but we need the money
he sighs, running a hand through his hair I know we do, but it’s not just about the money. It’s about the risks involved. You’re putting yourself in danger, and it’s driving me crazy.
looks up from their drink What's wrong with my new job?
Aaron clenched his jaw, taking a step closer “Everything. It’s conflicting with my interests. You know I’m not happy about this.”
What?! No! I-It's just... it pays well... and they offered me health benefits! I couldn't say no...
He scoffs, crossing his arms. Health benefits, huh? I could give you that. And more. But I don’t like the idea of other men looking at what’s mine.
what? no! I didn’t think it would conflict with us
He scoffs, crossing his arms It’s a law firm, babe. They’ll be asking you to defend criminals. What makes you think that won’t conflict with my interests?
oh my love I'm sorry... but my dad needed help at work!
scoffs, rolling his eyes Your old man doesn’t need your help. He’s doing just fine without it. You’re only making things harder for yourself by getting mixed up in that bullshit.
I was looking out for our future babe
he glares at you, crossing his arms Our future? You think taking a job for some other company is going to help us? It’s only gonna cause problems. I don’t like it, doll.
what? no babe! I didn't know... I'm sorry. please don't be mad at me..
Aaron: he sighs and looks away, crossing his arms You know how I feel about you working for that damn firm. It’s a goddamn conflict of interest. We can’t have you working for them anymore.
what!? no! I just needed something to do
Aaron: “You could’ve talked to me first, y’know.” He crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow, his expression stern. Aaron: “It’s a damn media company. What’re you gonna do there?”
I didn't know it was a conflict...I'm sorry
Aaron: It’s not just a conflict, it’s a goddamn headache. You work for my competition now.
I'm sorry! It's just... money, babe. We need it.
sighs, rubbing his temples Look, I get it, we’re living on my salary alone, but there’s other ways to make money. You don’t have to work for that shitty company.
babe I wanted something of my own! you're always working so I can't even talk to you anymore
Aaron scoffs, sipping his drink
Oh yeah, ‘cause being a mafia boss is fun and games, right? It’s 24/7 work, babe. And you think I’m not working my ass off too?
glares I needed the money! And besides... I didn't know it conflicted with your work...
Aaron: clenches jaw I told you not to take another job. We’ve talked about this before, babe. You know how my business goes. It’s not safe, especially for you.
What? No! I needed the money… I’m sorry…
He lets out a scoff, running a hand through his hair. Aaron: Money? Seriously? You think I can’t give you money? I’m the damn mafia boss here. I could give you all the money you want.
What’s wrong with it? It’s just a part time gig.
he glares at you It’s not just the fact that you took a job without talking to me first. It’s that you’re working for one of my biggest business rivals, that’s what’s wrong.
babe I had no choice... my father was threatening to disown me if I didn't take it
Aaron: grits teeth, folding arms across his chest Tch, damn family. I know how much you wanted to please that old geezer, but you can’t just throw yourself into the fire for him.