THE BOSSES THAT RULE ITALY

Chapter 16: Personal Issues

Hunter's POV
"Gio, let me open your eyes for a bit. When Alessia wanted to go on missions again, you wouldn't let her. Why? When you walk in and saw her standing there you stared at her like nothing else in the world matter that includes breathing. Why? When we got to that club, you were worried. WHY? When she was doing her job to seduce Darren like any other of our trained assassins or spies would have done, you tensed up like you were ready to walk out of the room and kill him in cold blood in front of the whole club. WHY? I WILL TELL YOU FUCKING WHY. ITS BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER YOU IDIOT. YOU FUCKING LOVE HER AND YOU CAN'T SEE IT. OR YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE IT. I SEE THE WAY YOUR DAMN EYES SPARKLE WHEN SHE WALKS INTO ANY STUPID ROOM. YOUR FOCUS LEAVES ALL WOMEN AND LANDS ON HER. YOU NEVER DID THAT FOR ANY OF YOUR ONE NIGHT STANDS. WHY? I HAVE NO CLUE. MAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE YOUR FATHER NEVER GAVE YOU THAT KIND OF LOVE THAT YOU DON'T BELIEVE IT CAN HAPPEN TO YOU-"

"Watch it." He seethed through his teeth.

I didn't care if he was getting angry. Maybe that was the only way for him to see it.

"YOU LOVE HER AND YOU PUSH HER AWAY, YELL AT HER, AND SAY ALL THESE HURTFUL THINGS TO HER BECAUSE YOU WANT HER TO HATE YOU SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO FACE YOUR FEELINGS FOR HER. WELL FACE IT STUPID."

"I CAN'T. OKAY I FUCKING CANT. I CANT BECAUSE THAT MAKES ME WEAK. I CANT LOVE HER. ESPECIALLY IN THE WAY SHE NEEDS OR WANTS ME TO. I CANT ADMIT THAT I GOT JEALOUS AND WANTED TO BEAT DARREN TO THE GROUND WHEN SHE WAS KISSING HIM. I CANT ADMIT THAT I COMPLIMENT HER AND I NEVER DO THAT FOR ANYONE. I CAN HOWEVER PUSH HER AWAY BECAUSE SHE WILL GET OVER IT. I CAN YELL AT HER. I CANT CARE THAT IT MAKES HER CRY. AND I MOST CERTAINLY CANT FACE IT MAN. I JUST CANT SO PLEASE STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME DO IT OKAY."

He stopped talking and looked behind me. I turned around to see who he was looking at. Both of our gaze meet Francesca. She looks pissed.

"I could care less that the two of your are hashing out problems but when it comes to the women you are talking about, who also lives under this roof, I need you both to take it outside. She is barely holding it together for reasons I can't name. So Giovanni please shut up about what you can and can't do and have some common decency for a human who you fucking hurt. I don't care if your a damn mafia boss and everyone fears you. I don't and I'm telling you right now say one more fucking thing and I will slap the complete shit out of you."

Giovanni's POV
I have everyone yelling at me right now. I mean of course I feel bad. I don't know why everyone is making me out to seem like a bad guy who has no heart. However right now I can't do anything so I'm walking out the door, getting into my car and leave.
I don't know where I'm headed. I just know wherever it is will allow me to clear my head and work efficiently without distraction and people yelling at me for shit that isn't my fault.

I ended up at on of the private homes I own. Everything at the family home is here since it's all synced. I had extra clothes and everything I needed. Though I might need food I didn't have a need for it right now. I walked inside and headed to my office.

I walked in and looked around. I decided to pour a glass of whiskey. I was about to take a sip when I saw the portrait of my parents. I threw my glass at it. I don't know why but I'm outraged with no idea of who of what I'm outraged at.

Maybe it's because when my parents have that portrait made, their marriage was happy. Maybe it was because my dad died and left me the responsibility to raise the rest of my family. Maybe it's because that portrait reminds me of something I can't have and I have no idea why. It's not that I don't love her. It's why can't I love her. Am I not capable of loving someone the way my parents loved each other? Or am I just too broken to love someone at all. So I just suppress my feelings in my work and liquor. I really am pathetic.

What in the world is wrong with me?

I took my phone out and grabbed a paper clip from my desk. I unloaded the chip in it and cut it in pieces. When I was satisfied with the state of the tiny pieces of plastic in my hand I threw it in the trash. I don't want to be found. Not by my family, not by Hunter, and I know for a fact that I'm not gonna be found by Alessia. She hates me now.

I checked my watch it was 1:45 am. I sat down in my chair and printed the stacks of paper I needed to fill out and sign for the shipments I needed to send out, the letters of deaths I have to report to families and other things.

I got to a specific death letter.

We are sorry to inform you that Anthony Mendez was pronounced deceased on July 1st, 2021.

Anthony.

"Don't be a coward. Shoot him now or you'll pay for it later." My father said calmly.

His calm words sent chills down my spine as I closed my eyes.

I didn't want to kill him. I've never killed a man in my life but now I have a gun in my hand and he's at gunpoint.

If I don't kill him my father will never let me here the end of it. I can't think about it. That's the problem. I just have to shut out everything and kill him.

I cleared my thoughts and opened my eyes again. Within seconds my body feels the powerful jolts of the gun and a loud ringing fills my ears. I watch as his body laid dead and blood spilled around it like water.

His body was lifeless and pale.

Anthony's body was lifeless and pale.

I looked at the paper again. I signed the letter and grabbed my checkbook. I wrote down a reasonable price that would in someway be of help to his family. I also grabbed copy paper and wrote a small paragraph addressed to them.

Dear family of Anthony Mendez,
I am so sorry for the lost of your loved one. I send my condolences to you and hope that you can accept this. Just a way to help in anyway that it can.

-Sincerely signed,
Giovanni, a friend from work.

I think that's how you wrote a personal letter. I've never did one of these before. I attached the check to the note and put it aside from the pile. This one would be on me and I would like to personally send it.

I felt light come in and saw that the sun was starting to rise so I decide to go to bed and try and get some rest.

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I don't know what I think about this chapter. It's like sad but I did it because I need character development, new people and the plot to be more complex. That's all I have for right now.

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