Alissio's POV
8 AM
BEEP...BEEP...BE-
Well there goes another clock.....
I turn over completely now, to see it laying on the floor shattered, a dent in the wall. I sighed, laying my head back down, smiling as I was free of the beeping nuisance that awoke me.
I'll buy another one later. Maybe I need to start setting the alarm on my phone. Maybe I'll be less likely to throw it?...Nah probably not. Anyways.
I finally decided to get up. I took a quick shower before putting my faded navy colored Armani suit on and walking out the door. It's gonna be along day.
As I got in my Audi R8 V10 and began driving to the club. I had some business to take care of there, my crew had a rat. And I wanted to figure out who it was. For now, I could only talk to the people closest to me that I knew I could trust.
If people started catching wind that we had a rat among us, not only would chaos erupt, but whoever it was, would hand low. Then, we'd never find him.
I have suspicions of who it might be, but he's one of my top 10 guys, and I don't wanna call him out unless I'm for certain he's the rat. If he wasn't the rat and I made a scene in front of everybody, that would cause a huge issue in the gang. A lack of trust would become an issue. My men would begin to think that I didn't trust them, leading them to not trusting me. Then I wouldn't be able to trust them because of that.
Do you see how big of a deal it could turn into? Okay then.
I arrived at the club in a matter of minutes, and the door was already open for me when I reached the front. As I walked in, my men followed me up to the VIP section that only my men and I were allowed in.
As I walked inside I saw a couple strippers dancing on their poles and almost burst out laughing when this ugly ass bitch tried to give me a seductive smile.
"Just a moment guys" I called after them as they kept walking.
They walked over to the couches and set down, waiting for what was to come.
As I walked closer to this ugly bitch her smile widened, I almost cringed.
I pulled her off her pole by her neck and slammed her against the wall harshly.
"Listen here you ugly bitch. I don't care for your body, you face, or your ugly ass mouth that's hanging open right now. So don't smile at me like you know you got something. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be breathing right now, remember? Now get the fuck out of my sight."
She scampered away quickly, and if she was a dog, I bet her tell would've been between those legs that are too skinny for her figure.
"Tanisha. Britany." I looked at the girls on the other poles
"Take the rest of the day off, Your check will be inserted in your account by 2 o'clock"
"Yes sir" they whispered.
"I plopped down on the couch, running my hands up and down my face.
I looked up to see all of them staring at me almost looking horrified.
I laughed as I received a line of 'Bro, what the fuck' 'total clock block man...' and 'but I wanted to get laid'.
I started laughing at them. They just wanted a good fuck, and it was even funnier because there was 3 dozen hot, half-naked chicks downstairs. Yet there were sad cause those bitches left? Nah man.
If they were anyone else, I would've slit their neck for talking to me like that, but they were my guys. My close friends. My boys.
As they continued mumbling things about not getting to fuck them, and there was 3 of them, perfect number. Three of the guys, 3 of the girls.
They knew I wouldn't fuck my employees though, it gets to complicated.
That brings me to thoughts of Mrs. Vixen from yesterday. I smirked. Mmm...the way she moved that body though...that was different from any of my strippers here. So different. Not only is she gonna be making a lot of money, but she's gonna be bringing me in more money because those guys are gonna eat her up.
Man I'd take her any day, anywhere, any time.
I began getting hard thinking about what all she could do to this dick, but then tried to tame little junior so the guys didn't see. Make that big junior. There ain't nothing little about him.
As I did a bunch of paperwork and me and the guys talked, the hours passed quickly. It was soon five o'clock, and I went downstairs to get a drink.
The bartender instantly tended to me
"Give me a shot of tequila and some whiskey"
"Coming right up sir"
Very soon she was coming back with my order. I drowned the shot and grabbed my glass of whiskey before giving her a pointed look.
"Keep them coming. I'm upstairs" is all I said before going back.
For mafia's being known for being killers so often, they don't understand all of the backlash and paperwork that comes with it. I do more paperwork at my desk than I've ever done on the streets.
Yes I am a stone cold killer, with a hell of a reputation at that, but it's truly unbelievable the amount of paperwork I have to do everyday.
I continued filling out the foot of papers on the desk, one by one. Soon it was 7:55 and only half an inch of papers left. I set back in my chair, and sighed heavily.
I've set at this desk almost all day, but I sure am tired.
But soon, the tiredness went away, that being, when I received a phone call.
And if she wasn't already caught up in my life, she sure as hell is now.
I'm coming for you Violet.
A/N - SORRY! SORRY! I know this chapter was kind of boring. Was just tryna post an update. Know it's been awhile. Next one will be better!
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