EMERGENCY.

"Why didn’t you answer my call, princess?" Torillio asked her softly. "Sorry, I was with my friends, and it was loud," Vanessa responded.

"Fredrick said you accepted my offer, but I wanted to hear it from you," Torillio said, puffing on his cigar.

Vanessa stepped away from him. "Why are you moving that far?" he asked her absently. "The smoke," she said, sweeping her hands through the air."Are you asthmatic?" he asked her rousingly. "No, I just don’t smoke," she replied.

Torillio stared at her, unimpressed. He crunched the cigarette and tossed it into the ashtray."I will be giving you detail about your work. "You will be by my side at every meeting and may well represent me if necessary," Torillio stated.

"Strictly business?" Vanessa asked with a grimace. "Hmm.. bold of you to assume, you should actually, but for now, Torillio isn’t interested," he poured some wine for himself.

"Are you allergic to drinking, too?" He asked Vanessa. "I never said I was allergic to anything!