Alessio"Alessio!" One of our buyers, Mikael, stepped out of his mansion, greeting me with open arms.He was one of our biggest weapon buyers in the East, and a key player responsible for a huge chunk of our profits. We had the best weapons, and he had the best money, almost greater than the Fanuccis themselves."Mike!" I was forced to accept his welcoming hug. He patted my shoulder a few times, then he moved to my brothers.It was the final drop of the week, and we had arrived at the mansion with his usual order of a truck full of product, and about ten of our men."Look at you, becoming more buff. You might surpass your brother!" The man teased Dante, repeatedly punching his stomach. I chuckled, looking at my brother's proud face. Dante, who was the youngest and arguably the weakest, had been going to the gym nonstop—trying to prove something. It was cute."Start unloading the truck," I told the men, but Mikael raised his hand, signaling them to stop. "No need for that. We'll get to
AlessioGood god, don't let this go on for too long.I closed my eyes, trying not to focus on Dad's loud voice as he lost his shit about Mikael, and the deal. As usual, Uncle was hyping it up, nodding like a bobblehead.As the oldest, I had the unfortunate privilege of being the one to break the news. A bullet Dante and Gian could dodge."I knew this would happen. I told you not to cross that family!" Uncle pointed out, going on another rant for himself."It wouldn't have mattered," I muttered under my breath, deciding to speak up. Dad was dad, but who was Uncle?"It wouldn't have mattered?" Dad raised his voice as if I had said something terrible. "Then I guess it also wouldn't matter if I were to give away your position?"Empty threats..."To who?" I hid the cackle that was about to leave my mouth. "Dante who has barely left diapers or Gian who nearly got us all killed today?" those words made them close their mouths, and I knew I hit a nerve, perhaps a victory.We had a big family,
AlessioIt was clear as day.Jimena wanted nothing to do with him, while he was obsessed with her. I had seen enough guys like him in my line of work, and it was obvious Jimena had taken her daughter and fled."What did you and Daddy talk about?"Naty went back to drawing, but I wasn't having it and pulled the marker from her hand, forcing her to look up at me. "Hey?" she pouted."Answer the question?" I mocked her in the same tone."Okay," Naty sighed deeply before sticking out her little pinky. "But first you have to pinky swear," she demanded."P-P-What?" I couldn't get those words to leave my mouth, yet I had somehow already connected my pinky with hers. I couldn't believe I was making deals with a child. Maybe Dad was right about me being unfit to run a business."Daddy promised he'll come and visit me again at school. He visited me in my break." Naty spilled the beans so easily."What did he say?""That he'll pick me up one of these days, so we can go to a fun park with swings an
MenaIf the situation wasn't that nerve wrecking, I would've laughed for myself for the way I was cleaning my face at the dressing table I had hijacked. I wasn't even that big on skincare, but if Alessio somehow did happen to enter the room, I had to look like I was doing something interesting.By now it was almost midnight, Alessio had been back for hours, but I hadn't seen him yet. Unless that man was secretly a vampire, I knew he would want to sleep at one point, and knew he could walk in at any second.For the past few days, I had been living in anxiety, slowly waiting for everything to crumble into chaos.The sound of the door finally opening didn't help that much either. It was Alessio.He walked in, and our eyes locked for a moment before I quickly looked away. I heard him let out chuckle, and soon after he had already disappeared to the bathroom.As the water was running, I moved myself to the bed and sat there like a zombie, wondering what would be the best to say when he woul
Mena"You've been waiting for me?" I asked. Looking at the woman, I had no choice but to admire her beauty. It might've been the way she presented herself, or the sundress which hugged her body—but there was just something about her.I could tell she had never had a worry in her life, other than which designer bag would match her outfit for the day.What struck me the most was not her beauty, but the way she had been involving Naty. It was both hearth warming and worrying, because I couldn't understand why.Giulia pulled me into a welcoming hug. "I hope I didn't interrupt your sleep, sweetheart.""Not at all, ma'am," I replied, trying to match her big smile."Giulia, please," she corrected me."Giulia.""Now sit. You have to help me eat all this food," She guided me to a chair. I sat down and looked at the plate in front of me, filled with eggs, toast, fruits, and much more I wasn't going to try and pronounce.My mouth watered at the sight, and I mentally kicked myself for having gone to
Mena"Whatever suits you," I replied, chuckling. I had been observing his personality from the second we had met, and it was mostly because he was interesting. He was mischievous, loud, stubborn, yet kind—and somewhere in between respectful and disrespectful.Dante piled some food onto his plate, not noticing I was staring at him. Then he snapped his finger, and raised his glass, making a maid rush over to fill his glass with some orange juice."Thanks, babe," he smiled at the blushing maid, openly watching her as she walked away. Mind you, I found him to be the most normal of the three brothers.Dante pushed some food inside his mouth. "Man, those waffles are tasting good today!" he spoke with his mouth full, but I wasn't disgusted. It was actually kind of cute."I can tell you were starving," I commented, watching him devour his breakfast."Hmm," Dante nodded. "When there's food on the table, I'm going to eat it. What else do you expect me to do with it? Put it in my ass?" he replie
AlessioAs I sat in the car with Donni and Levi, my mind was set on one thing. Taking care of the Jimena situation, involving that guy from the picture, was my main priority.Donni sat in the backseat, while I sat beside Levi. Nearly six months ago, Levi became my driver. Our first encounter was when I was completely wasted, unable to tell left from right. He was kind enough to drive me home from the club, and when I offered to pay him, he requested a job instead. He had been fully aware of who the Fanuccis were and the risks involved, but he was desperate, and I admired his courage.Donni had done his homework, digging up everything on the man from the picture. His name was Anson, and he was Jimena's ex, and Naty's dad. He was once an aspiring football player from Texas, but now turned to construction work, probably to provide for his family. According to Donni, many described him as a loudmouth with a temper, aggressive, violent, and physically abusive towards Jimena. Old neighbors
Alessio"What the hell, man!" Anson managed to get out, his expression full of shock and fear.I wasted no time, and delivered a well-deserved punch to his nose. He groaned in pain, and I grabbed his collar, lifting him slightly before landing another blow."I heard you were tough!" I punched him again, unable to contain my anger."I-I don't know what you're talking about, man," Anson stammered as if I had the wrong person. Judging by his eyes, he didn't know what the problem was."Come on, do something," I dared him, giving him a kick."I don't want to fight, I don't want any trouble, I'm sorry okay! I'm sorry, just let me go," Anson pleaded. His tough personality had already crumbled before he got the chance to show it. I couldn't believe this moron was the man Jimena had been running from.Anson protected his face with his hands, preparing himself for another blow."You want to hit women, but you don't want to fight me?" I gave him another kick, sending him to the ground. Kneeling