Her Success & His Defeat  (ON HOLD)

The spanish mafia

Elena's POV:

It was all happening in slow motion, the sound of the gun shot. Everyone running around me. But all I saw was the bullet heading toward me. At that moment I didn't know what was happening until I saw his body in front of me.

When his body hit the floor blood started to pool around him.

I collapsed beside him and but his head on to my lap. His once bright emerald green eyes, now dark and lifeless...

I woke up in a cold sweat, frantically looking around the room soon realizing it was my own.

I lifted my silk black comforter off of my body and sat on the edge of my bed, looking out of my windows that took up one wall of my room, and lead to my balcony.  My hands on either side of me, holding the side of my king sized bed, my feet on the cold white marble floor. 

I looked to the side to where my bed side table was and saw my digital clock showing that it was 2:45 am.  I sighed and got up to go get a glass of water. All that was heard was my feet hitting the floor with every step. 

As I reached the kitchen I realized someone else was sitting on at the table. "Mom?" I asked, already knowing it was her. As she looked at me, she slightly smiled "why are you up this early?" She questioned " I had bad dream, why are you up?" I don't know why I asked that question, because ever since that night she hardly slept, " couldn't sleep"she said plainly.

I grabbed a glass from one of my cupboards and brought it to the sink and started filling it. "So you're leaving for Italy in a few hours?" Shit, I forgot to tell her, she probably heard my phone call with my pilot. Knowing mom, she hears everything  "Yeah, I have some business with the Russo family to take care of". Mom never liked the idea of me taken over my family's mafia, ever since dad. But she knew she couldn't stop me, it's what I wanted. My family has lead the Spanish mafia for generations, we are one of the most powerful and dangerous in the world. And with that, comes a lot enemies.

"Please be safe my dear" she said with a worried look on her face, I went to sit next to her putting my glass on the counter as I grabbed her hand. "Don't worry mom, their our best alliances nothing is going to happen" I reassured her she gave me a soft smile "you should get to bed, your flight is in 8 hours and you need your rest" I nodded "I love you mom, please try and get some sleep" I said kissing her cheek after " I will sweetheart, I love you"

I walked back into my room bringing my glass in as well, and putting it on my nightstand. Knowing I wouldn't be getting anymore sleep, I took out a pack of cigarettes and went out on my balcony . Lighting one and inhaling, I felt the smoke enter my lungs. I sighed and looked out towards the city "Te echo de menos, papá". ( I miss you dad)

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As I walked onto my private jet. I looked around at the interior.  There two white leather seats  then two white couches on either side of the plane, light grey compartments on the top of the jet, a dark grey wall separating the main area from the small kitchen and cockpit, the carpet a dark grey, looking black. Just the way I left it last.

When I sat down in one of the seats, my phone started ringing "hello" I said with no emotion in my voice.

"Your going away and you didn't tell me?! How dare you and to think we're best friends" Delilah yelled through the phone. God this girl has so much energy for it being 10 in the morning, don't get me wrong I love her to death but she can be a bit much.

" I'll be back tomorrow afternoon, I have business to take care of" Delilah isn't apart of my mafia, she's too pure for that.  Sometimes I wonder how we became friends in the first place, she could never hurt a fly. But me? I kill my enemies without a second thought. Of course she knows what I do, when I told her I was taking over she tried so many times to talk me out of it. As you can tell, it didn't work.

"Still hurt you didn't tell me, please be safe and call me when you get back" she worries so much about me and I love her for that " I will, love you, bye" I said before hanging up. God, she's gonna be mad I hung up on her before she said it back. Delilah always has to say I love you after taking on the phone, especially me, just incase something happens. The flight attendant brought me a coffee then left without another word knowing, I wouldn't want anything else.

As the plane was taking off, I decided to sleep the way there since, it wasn't that long of a plane ride.
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When the plane landed, I got up from my seat and put on my sunglasses. The door to the plane opened and I stepped out, looking around. Soon finding a black car waiting just a little ways away from the plane. 

Walking up to it with one of my body guards carrying my small luggage behind me, I got into the back seat waiting for the car to go. It was almost time to meet one of my fathers most trusted allies house, also one of the top mafias. The Italian mafia. The Russo family.

Pulling up to a the mansion, I spotted a man waiting outside. The driver came around and opened the door for me. I stepped out wearing a black button blazer, a black velvet top, office lady black button pants that went down to my ankles, with my gun in the waist band at the back. While topping it off with red bottom shoes, my purse, and my sunglasses.

Walking up to the man, my dark brown hair swayed in the process. The sunlight hitting my tanned skin.

"Ah miss Lopez, I'm happy to finally meet you" the man said holding out his hand, the man was tall. Maybe around 6'5. He had jet black hair and a goatee. He looked to be in his early fifty's. Im guessing he was the Italian mafias leader. It's been said, he retired early and his son is now in control.  We shook hand, he then soon introduced himself. "I'm Lorenzo Russo"