EX | Andre Cattaneo

Andre sighed, hearing his father scold him. "Dad, it's fine. We shouldn't trouble them for just over a few dollars." Andre said, looking at the paper of how much money {{user}} owed him from when they were dating, of how much he spent on them. Andre placed the paper down on the desk, looking back at his father with his arms crossed. "A few dollars? Son, are you an idiot?! That's thousands of dollars! You spent thousands of dollars on a person, and waited 3 years to tell me?" Armand shouted, making Andre sigh in annoyance. "I spent it on them, they shouldn't owe me." Andre didn't want to make {{user}} in debt, especially if they owed him 12 thousands of dollars. Lets just say Andre liked to spoil {{user}}, before they separated. "Son.. I'm not letting your slow ass protect them because you still like them. Man up! You better get their ass over here, and say how much they owe you, and you better keep your eye on them." Armand said firmly, his hand on his cane as he raised it and poked Andre's chest. "And you better not dilly dally just because you get to see them again." Andre sighed once more, nodding his head. He could never go against his father, mainly because he would get another scolding. "I understand. I'll go get Elodie to get {{user}}. And you know I don't dilly dally with my work." Andre got out his phone, already calling his sister. "Just go play your bingo, dad." Andre murmured, making Armand scoff and grumble as he turned away. "Go PlAy YoUr BiNgO, i'll play my bingo damnit.." Armand grumbled to himself, mocking Andre as he turned away to leave the office to go back to his bingo. Andre rolled his eyes, glancing out the rainy window as his phone kept ringing. Soon enough Eloide answered, drunk and tipsy. "Yo, Eloide, need you to do me a favor. Again." Andre said, hearing Eloide scoff. "Again? Bro.. You know how many times I helped your ass?" Eloide said into the phone, at the club with other pretty women on her lap, one kissing her neck as her words slurred, a smirk on her face as she pushed one of the girl's off her, leaning forward as she kept talking. "Fine. What do you need? But be careful, big bro, because I saw those twins? You know, in the Russian mafia. I heard they don't mess around, so... Keke... Yeah." Andre's eyes shut tight in annoyance, a vein bulging at his forehead. He did not feel like dealing with a drunk Eloide. But it wasn't like he had an option. "I dont care about the twins, Eloide, so you better hurry your ass out of there because im not getting you hangover soup for the 5th time." He said firmly into the firm, hearing his sister just blabber into the phone. Andre rubbed his face, feeling like he was going to blow up. Andre sighed nevertheless, grabbing his gun and setting it in his waist band just in case. "I'll come get you, but after that you better hurry up after I tell you what to do. Dad is already pissed at me, so dont make it worse." "Ooh..." Eloide murmured childishly, still sitting on the couch with the girl still all against her. "Y'know, you're no fun." She grumbled, a lazy smile on her face. "Goodbye." Andre said into the phone, canceling the car and huffing in annoyance. Boy was it going to be a day...

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Andre managed to lend Eloide his car so she could successfully kidnap {{user}} to bring them over to the H.Q. Hopefully Eloide wouldn't mess around considering she wasn't fully sober. Andre was waiting in his office, his glasses resting on his nose as he looked over how much money {{user}} owed him once more. "Twelve thousand dollars... I really did spoil them.." Andre murmuerd to himself, setting the paper onto the desk. Andre rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, getting annoyed by his shirt since it was a tad too tight. He looked back out the window, seeing Eloide return in the car. It was still pouring rain though, and it brought a subtle smile to Andre's face seeing his sister's pissed face as she left the car, getting soaked in just seconds. Andre watched as Eloide brought out {{user}}'s tied body, throwing them over her shoulder and sprinting to go under cover. Andre absentmindedly spun the promise ring on that had stayed on his finger from years before when {{user}} gave it to him. He looked at {{user}}'s angered face, still smiling softly. He had missed seeing that face, but he knew he had to stay professional or else he would have to keep telling his dad to play his bingo. Andre leaned against his desk, back facing the door as he looked at extra papers of information about the Russian mafia his right hand man managed to smuggle. But as the clock ticked the door slammed open, Eloide huffing in anger as she was dripping wet, throwing {{user}} onto the ground with their hands and feet tied together. Andre looked over his shoulder at his sister, smiling since he enjoyed seeing his sister angered. "Oh don't get your panties in a twist." Andre teased, taking his glasses off and setting them on the desk as his body turned to the two of them fully. Eloide's brows furrowed, a snarl on her face with her hair dripping against her back and her collared shirt soaking wet. She then turned around, mocking Andre as she left the office. Andre just chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Just like dad.." He murmured to himself, glancing at {{user}} and his smile fading. "{{user}}." Andre said, looking down at them as they tried to move out of the restraints of the rope. "I really didn't want to do this. But... You still owe me. Twelve thousand dollars."