FATES WILL

CHAPTER 4: mysterious bestie

Sorry for the late update😶

Alessandros POV;

"Chi crede di essere quel bastardo!" (Who does that bastart think he is)

I was enraged after my video meeting with Dimitri. "It seems the Russians really want to go against us." I looked towards my father who was sitting across from me, on our living room sofa.

"Don't underestimate your enemy Alessandro, and don't let him get to you. "My father stated calmy, masking his emotions behind his serious face.

I admit, I'm still not as good as my dad was in dealing with these matters. "I know dad. Don't worry, I'll deal with the problems in the mafia well. I won't let that asshole get the best of....ow!" I was rudely interrupted when my mother smacked the back of my head, giving me a hard look.

"Watch your language in my house, young man!" She's still as domineering as ever. Who else would dare to hit MY head.

I didn't even realise when she came in to the room. Wasn't she supposedly making dinner?

"Now stop with your business talk boys. You can do that in your own time. This is family bonding time, got it?" Mom flipped her shoulder length blonde waves while eyeing father and I.

At the age of 50 something, my parents both still maintained their good looks, hardly seeming older than 40.

My mom had a soft-hard personality, with beautiful blue eyes that is always shining.

While my dad, like me, has jet black, slightly wavy short hair, with emerald green eyes that is full of wisdom.

Dad softened his face as he led mom to sit next to him, a small arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry darling, nobody dare disobey you in this house." My dad lovingly stared at my mom while replying to her. "As soon as Drea is back, we'll start our family dinner alright?"

It was no suprise when mom replied with a slight "mm".

I always get a sense of longing and want when watching my loving parents interact with each other. I may be a cruel mafia boss to the outside world, but I too long for a loving family of my own. I want to find love, despite the dangerous world I live in.

"Bang." I was brought out of my thoughts when my little sister made her loud entrance.

Seeing the 20 year old that could be a younger version of mom, I couldn't help narrowing my eyes.

"So, where'd you go, ditching your bodyguards AGAIN?" I emphasized on the again, earning a nervous laugh from Drea, as she looked anywhere but towards me.

She's probably regreting making such a loud entrance.

"Oh, let the poor girl be, Zandro. She only went on her usual saturday date!" Mom smilingly said while gesturing all of us to follow her to the dining room.

"DATE?" Now I really was mad, and it seems dad wasn't happy either. "You better give me a satisfactory answer Drea. Your still far from ready to date".

"Jeez, it's a girl ok. We always have a bestie outing on saturdays." Drea sarcastically rolled her eyes at me.

"So why do you ditch your bodyguards everytime you go meet this mysterious bestie of yours?" I really was curious when I asked that. It is like she wants to hide this friend of hers. A bit fishy if you ask me.