Caught in the Crossfire

Chapter two

      Pic of Giovanni Romano

Giovanni's pov:

"Riesci a fare qualcosa correttamente? Pezzi inutili di merda" (Can you do anything correctly? Useless piece of crap.) I yell out in frustration.

I see the guard in charge of the warehouse slightly flinch due to the harshness of my tone. No I don't feel bad because if he did what he was supposed to the first time he wouldn't be in this position.

I glare at him for a few seconds before he gets the hint to get out of my sight.
I check my watch and it's only 9 a.m. It's like these people want to anger me this early in the morning.

"Natalie, portami i file per le nostre spedizioni in italia. Today please" (bring me the files for our shipment to Italy) I shout into my intercom.

"Right away s-" is what I hear before I shut it off.

I slowly rub my temples and take a deep breath. Apparently someone has been smuggling stuff into our shipments and now I have to deal with it. What's the point of hiring all these  workers if they can't detect a simple problem?

Natalie walks in and places the files on my desk before walking out. I should punish her for not knocking, but my head is pounding and I'm too mad to think straight so I just focus on sorting out the issue.

About halfway through my work I check the time and see it's almost noon so I decide to go out for lunch.

"Natalie, dov'è un buon posto per mangiare?" (Where's a good spot to eat) I ask impatiently.

"c'è un bar e grill a circa 10 minuti da qui" (There's a bar and grill about 10 minutes away from here) she replies.

"Send me the address I'm going there to eat. Do you want anything?" I say nonchalantly

"No thank you sir" Natalie says back.

I grab my coat, phone, and the keys to my Bugatti La Voiture Noire, my pride and joy, and head to the garage so I can go eat.

Natalie sends me the location and I quickly head over to the place.

When I walk in, I feel all eyes on me but that is nothing new. I just glare at everyone and wait for the waiter to come bring me to my seat.

Not gonna lie the waiter is beautiful. Her eyes are full of mystery and her body has curves in all the right places. Apparently, her name is Nia according to her name tag. I wonder if I can get her to sleep with me.

Nia brings me to a table and asks me am I ready to order.

Due to my previous bad mood, I may or may not have responded harshly but I don't care.

She has the audacity to scoff at me like she doesn't know who I am. I thought about showing her who she thinks she's scoffing too but that seems like too much work so never mind.

After about 5 minutes I know what I'm going to order and conveniently she comes back to ask what I want. I get a burger and beer, and she writes my order and walks away. Her back looks so good, I wonder if she'll look as good naked.

When she leaves, I get a call from Natalie telling me that they found the person who kept smuggling stuff into our shipment orders. I go to the bathroom to talk to her in privacy.

She tells me that they are keeping him in the basement and are questioning him, but he won't budge. I tell her to just keep torturing him to see if he'll break but don't kill him yet. I hang up and walk out.

My food is already at the table when I get back so I start eating.

When I finished a new lady named Liz gets my check. She is trying so hard to flirt with me and shes overly arching her back just to get my plate and cup.

She slips me her number with a wink and walks away swaying her hips, hard.

I haven't been laid in a while and it will take things off my mind so I guess I'll call her. Not to mention she's hot. She's Asian with blonde hair, big lips and an hourglass figure, not usually my type but sex is sex.

I grab my things and her number and leave after paying.

*******

Once I get back to the house I head straight to the basement to see who was the mole. When I walk in, I see a skinny little boy no older than 18. Even though he's all bloody and bruised there's not a hint of fear on him which pisses me off.

"Who sent you and why are you smuggling stuff through us?" I ask grabbing his shirt collar harshly.

He looks up at me and spits in my face.

I see red and start pounding his face in. After like a minute of punching him he looks like he's on the brink of passing out.

"I'm gonna ask you one more time... Who sent you?" I ask calmly picking up my knife.

"Your mot-" is the last thing he said before I slit his throat.

The blood gushed out staining my hand and shirt. I wipe my hand on a cloth and take off the boys shirt. Just as I thought. He has a tattoo of a red spider above his right pec, he's from the American mafia.

"odio gli americani. Cosa vogliono adesso?" (I hate Americans. What do they want now?) I say thinking out loud.

"What do you want us to do with the body boss?" One of the guards say.

"Just send it back to the Americans" I reply as I head back upstairs to get cleaned up.

******

I put my shirt and boxers back on and walk out the bathroom into my room. Liz is laying on my bed, naked and half asleep.

"Get up and get out," I say emotionlessly.

"Just let me stay please. I'll leave in the morning," Liz replies sounding tired and disappointed.

What is it with girls getting attached after one night? This was just casual sex, a one-night stand.

"No. Your not even my type, your lucky I even called," I tell her.

Liz glares at me and quickly gets dressed eager to leave.

Finally some peace and quiet. She wasn't even that good, I didn't even get to cum. Oh well I always can call someone else or just use my hands. I think to myself.

I end up just taking a shower and going to bed, drifting off on thoughts on how to end the Americans.

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A/N: Ahhhh I just wanna say I'm sorry if my translations are wrong I used google translate lmao.

Anyway Yay chapter two is done how'd you like it? And you got to meet Giovanni (he's an entitled jerk though).

I choose this song because that's what Giovanni is hahahaha (I thought it was funny)

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