FATES WILL

CHAPTER 10: playing stalker

Alessandros POV;

"Lascia che se ne occupino i ragazzi. Lo controllerò più tardi. Assicurati che non ci siano problemi con la merce. Fatto!"

(Let the guys deal with it. I'll check it out later. Make sure there is no problem in the goods. Got it!)

I hung up the call with James. Finally the shipment problem has been solved, but I can't deny that the Russians made us suffer great casualties.

Currently I was on the way to check on the goods, after double checking an investment site.

Stopping at a red light, I stared out at the street, that's when she caught my eyes.

Her dark brown waves glided past her waist. A lovely figure that I couldn't look away from. Natural make up made her pretty features shine even more. Those legs would definitely look stunning on the runway! Although I couldn't see her eye colour clearly, but I bet they are captivating.

"What the hell, did I just think those stuff?!"

"Honk! Honk!" Uh, it looks like light's green.

As I made my car move forward I couldn't help looking over at the mystery girl. Just one look and it was hard to look away.

What is wrong with me?! I bet my gaze was scorching. Still, it was a surprise that the girl seems to notice someone staring at her.

I moved my gaze away as the beauty looked around. She seemed vigilant. Surprise, surprise!

I parked my car nearby before walking after the girl.

Ok now I was playing stalker! This is so not me. I stared as half way through my stalking, the mystery girl grabbed a cab and left.

Now I can't even follow her, with my car no longer with me.

I stood there stupidly for a while, receiving weird looks, before going back to my car.

Even as I entered the warehouse where our latest shipment was stored, my mind was still on the girl I saw.

"I wonder how it would feel to have her in my arms!" Ok, did I just become a creep. I shuddered a bit before going to check the goods.

An hour later.
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I slumped hard on the sofa in my office, letting out a tired sigh.

Roman, third in command in my mafia and another one of my bestfriends, sat down next to me.

I looked at him for a while without saying anything. He raised an eyebrow at my abnormality.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I decided to just go ahead with it.

"Wh..what? You? You are asking me about GIRLS?" Roman widened his eyes at my question.

"Just answer! And what's so weird about me asking that?"

"Duh! You never show interest in girls. Even when a ton of them are throwing themselves at you. Still, to answer your previous question, no, I don't have a girlfriend. At least not at the moment." Roman answered while showing me a look that was screaming, tell me what happened.

"Stop looking at me like that! And don't bother to ask more. Its nothing." I stood up from the sofa, making my way out of the place.

Maybe seeing my family will let me get rid of thoughts of that girl.