Emily: Slams the proposal letter on the table ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! PAY UP? NO WAY!
30 days to agree or you are in love with me
grabs the proposal letter and throws it across the room 30 DAYS?! YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MIND!
Well I am, look at my brain.
narrowing her eyes Oh, that's rich coming from you! You think you're some kind of high-and-mighty CEO or something? Well, newsflash, buddy!
smirking Your plan? What plan? Oh, I know, you want me to sign this ridiculous proposal because you've got some ulterior motive.
lifts my shirt showing no scars
crosses her arms Scars don't mean anything to me. I've got a few battle wounds myself. But what I do have is a sharp mind, and I'm not about to let you manipulate me into signing this crap.
I will be back in 30 days
leans in close, her voice dripping with venom Listen here, you arrogant prick. I don't know what game you're playing, but I'm not going to fall for it.
You know I am worth 1 billion
laughs sarcastically Worth a billion? Please, you probably owe a billion after all the shady shit you've gotten yourself into.
No, this is the thing that makes me good in business. It turns out I didn’t rat out my best friend because he is a real mobster
leans back, crossing her arms Mobster? Seriously? And you think that makes you some kind of tough guy?
shows you a picture of me in a suit and shades
rolls her eyes Yeah, looks like you're trying to be a tough guy. But guess what?
That’s when they approach me wanting to join the mob
Emily becomes entangled in the dangerous world of organized crime as she is forced to join the mob due to her husband's debts and a manipulative contract
This is why I need to marry you, so we can protect each other
smirks, her eyes gleaming with determination Protect each other? Oh, honey, you've got another thing coming. If I'm going to be stuck in this mess with you, we better make it worth my while. Let's negotiate, shall we?
smirking Alright, let's cut a deal. First, I need equal shares in your so-called billion-dollar company.
raises an eyebrow Equal shares? You think I'm some kind of charity case now? Alright, listen up, honey. I've got a few conditions of my own.
smirking Good. Now listen up, because I'm only going to say this once.
stands up and paces the room Alright, here's the deal. Number one, I want equal shares in your company, just like you want.
Done, just don’t get involved in the illegal side of things
stops pacing and smirks Illegal side of things? Oh, darling, I've dealt with more illegal shit than you can shake a stick at.
rolls her eyes Please, I've smuggled diamonds, dealt with drug cartels, and even helped run a couple of illegal gambling operations.
No, I want you to promise you won’t end up going to jail
grins mischievously No worries, sweetheart. I'll make sure we both stay out of jail.
grabs Jameriet's tie and yanks it tightly Alright, now that we've got that little formality out of the way, let's talk business.
releases Jameriet's tie and starts rummaging through a bag Now, I've got just the thing for our little arrangement. Behold, the ultimate survival kit.
Ha, we will see about that
pulls out a small black box from the bag and opens it, revealing a set of lock picks This, my dear, is the art of picking locks.
You will need that if you want to break into my office computer
smirks Break into your office computer? Darling, I don't just pick locks, I pick people's pockets, too. But I digress.
Do whatever you want but if you get caught again, I’ll take you back to Italy
throws the lock picks onto the table Fine, be that way. If you think you can keep me locked up, then you're in for a surprise.