***Calvary Cemetery, Queens, New YorkAlessandraI took a deep, shaky breath, unable to stop my gloved hands from shaking violently at what was to come. I stared beyond the tinted windows, my eyes settling on the small chapel a few ft. away where a Catholic hymn was being currently sang, the sadness in every tone and word making the pit in my stomach grow even further.I felt uncomfortable, completely out of place and yet I knew I had to go. This was the right thing to do, the only thing I could do to pay my last respects to one of the few people who had been willing to help me. He was the only one who took a chance on me and I will forever be grateful for the sacrifice he was willing to make, knowing full well he could lose everything once his family and those around him found out."You know we don't have to do this. All you have to do is say you want to leave and we will. You don't have to subject yourself to all this unnecessary stress."Draken's voice pulled me from my many though
***Calvary Cemetery, Queens, New YorkAlessandra"Holy hell, you're really here! I thought the gossips were on crack or something."Tori exclaimed, pulling me into a longing hug that I revelled in, allowing myself to get lost in her scent and her comfort. I hadn't realized how much I had missed my little sister until she was standing in front of me, ignoring my Mama and Papa's frowns at her language.I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed that Uncle Salvatore was nowhere to be seen. I was not ready- in the right emotional state- to go head to head with him or simply be in his presence. Zeno was here, though, a small smile forming on his lips that replaced the stoic look he had been giving my husband.Draken said nothing, simply nodded in greeting to my family who returned it with their own nods of acknowledgement."La mia bella bambina."Mama's hug was so welcome, so warm with the familiar scent of roses and home.I let myself enjoy her embrace, ignoring everything and ev
***Upper East Side, New YorkAlessandraThe car was parked at the driveway, prompting one of the available guards posted at the entrance to make his way to it and open my door."You can get out now. I have business to attend to."Draken's words were cold, dismissive and certainly out of character for him. Whereas he wasn't a very expressive individual, I had grown used to his ocassional jokes and the rare glimpses into his true emotions through the barely-there smiles and smart comments. Is he mad because of what happened at the funeral? Was he embarassed by the remarks made by Lucia? Does he feel disappointed that he didn't get to make his grand entrance like he wanted to?Every single speculation about why he could possibly be in such a bad mood irked and annoyed me. He had no right to be angry, not when my family had suffered the brunt of the shame and embarassment from Lucia's spiel.If anyone should be pissed the hell off, its me. I'm the one she came after...We had barely spok
***Upper East Side, New YorkAlessandra"Here you go. One glass of Iced Coffee with extra cream and sweetener. Enjoy."Frances stated as he placed the glass beside me, earning a wide, grateful smile in return. "Thank you. You are a life saver."I took a long sip of my favorite drink in the entire world, sighing contently at just how good it tasted. I was becoming addicted to Frances' way of making it and despite constant prodding, the man had completely refused to reveal his secret ingredients that made it oh so tasty."You really won't reveal the secret? I mean, I won't tell anyone. You have my word."I insisted once more, earning a laugh in return and shake of the head. The man was infallible and very good at keeping secrets as is. I guess it came with the job description what with him working for one of the most dangerous men in the world."If I tell you then it would take away the pleasure of making it for you. Besides, mystery isn't all that bad once in a while. It keeps things
***Brooklyn, New YorkDrakenI took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I glanced out of the window at the building before me. Within were the pioneers of the Criminal Underground. The old and new generation, gathered so as to discuss the fate of one of their own."I'm surprised they picked Brooklyn again this time. They usually don't repeat a location on these meet ups. The security must be insane."Ioann commented, a small frown on his lips as he also took in the building before us.The Mafia Men of our world did not conform to schedules or habits. They were a cautious bunch, a necessary skill if one is to survive in this bloody world we live in. They didn't like to take chances, give anyone ideas that would result in any sort of altercation.They liked to keep things on the down low as much as possible. Reduce attention on them from anyone that is not of our world. A reasonable undertaking for those who worked in the shadows and thrived off of them.Exposure was not an option.
*** Fifth Avenue, New York Alessandra I grinned at all the stores spanned out before me, feeling the familiar excitement that always came over me at the prospect of shopping. I did not care about a lot of things in this world. Shopping, well, that was certainly on the things I cared about. It was a way for me to get lost in the intricacies of the normal world rather than the horrid life I truly lived. "Mrs. Zolotov, I must remind you that we are yet to get the Pakan's express directive to allow you to be here." One of the bodyguards I had coerced into bringing me stated, reminding me of the small issue to my plan. An issue I could simply sort out. "I thought you were going to call him. That is what we agreed on." I responded with a simple shrug, earning a small frown in return as he glanced at his companion who seemed to be looking anywhere other than at him. I chuckled, shaking my head in amusement as I recognised exactly what was going on. Neither one of them wanted to interru
** Brooklyn, New York Draken I pocketed my phone, acutely aware of everyone's eyes on me. Ioann chuckled silently beside me as he shook his head, clearly amused by my ability to stun every single person in this room. Being able to hold that kind of power and attention, no matter the nature of the situation, still confirmed what we already knew. We had piqued every single person here's interest. They are within my bubble now and I will make sure some of them never leave... "Pardon the interruption. I'm afraid my wife required my attention for a moment. You know how it is...newly wedded bliss and all. Please do go on, Don Rinaldi." I made sure that my gaze was solely trained on the man I had come to enjoy pissing off. Emilio Romano watched me with a neutral expression, seemingly fooling everyone else in this room but not me. I could see the restrained rage deep in his gaze. He was barely holding onto his anger, trying hard to fight it because it wasn't supposed to be there in the
*** Brooklyn, New York Draken The man before me hissed, moving to come towards me when his attendant stood, placing his hand on his arm to stop him in place just as my men bristled from somewhere behind me, ready for anything. I held my hand up, stopping them as I granted the enraged man a sinister grin. "Sir, please calm down. This is not the right time and place to do this." His attendant tried to calm him, the two engaging in silent conversation that I ignored as I turned back to the individuals before me with a slight smile. "I had hoped to do this after the main agenda has been handled but I guess certain people have no comprehension of what patience means..." I leaned forward on my seat, my eyes travelling around the room as I prepared to drop a bomb and observe the looks on everyone's faces. This was one of the main reasons I was here in the first place. I needed to see, to know who was hiding something. Who I needed to hunt. Ioann bristled from beside me as did Kei