Chapter 3

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Roman's POV

I swear if this plan fails it will be Vince's fault. I told him to leave her alone since we were kids.

Allegra.

Don't get me wrong, she is fine as hell, I can see why he couldn't keep his hands to himself.

She even makes my cock twitch whenever she turns around. But it's purely hormones, nothing more.

I threatened him that I would fuck her, and I was serious about it too. She is looked up to as 'America's number one hero' . Lets see if that lasts when they find out that she slept with the enemy.

If I went to the extremes I could ruin her whole public image, I know enough. I don't have the power to though, not when she has something on me that no one else knows.

I don't cross her on a personal level and she doesnt let the secret slip, that's the deal we made. Of course if she broke the deal I would not look at our situation as a joke anymore, I would kill her.

I sigh in annoyance as I stumble out of the strip club that I landed myself in.

"Aye Marvin, drive me back to the compound." My Russian accent slipped as I hailed my personal driver and hopped- or rather stumbled into the backseat of the car.

"I need to get out of this place, everything smells like damn pizza and spaghetti." I mumble to myself. I like Russia much better, at least that was before the U.S government killed my whole village and took me in, feeding me lies.

That's how I met Allegra. They tried to make me some kind of idol superhero, but they favored Al. It was always Al they wanted.

Then I found out the truth about my village. How they bombed it just to get to me, because of my brain? Because of how smart I was?

I blamed myself for their deaths. My mother, father, my baby sister....

She was only six at the time, she didn't deserve to die. So I plotted with Vince that I would overthrow the government and instill fear into their citizens.

Some may say that my revenge plan is over the edge, but if it was up to me I would kill them all.

Ashley and Octavia just had to convince me to spare their worthless lives.

I slouch in the backseat opening my legs for more comfort and throw my head back into my hands. I've been drinking too much lately. My skin looks awfully pale and the black ink that covers my arms, chest and neck contrasts with it greatly.

I pulled my hand in front of my face and glanced at the words that display across my wrist.

'i sei originali' (the original six)

Vince, Ashley, Ace, Octavia, Allegra and I. We were the original six.

Vince told me that Allegra killed Ace and Ashley. I wasn't there when it happened two years ago. He told me she tied a weight to Ashley's leg and pushed her over a bridge into the water. Ace went in after her and they never surfaced. He started going on about how she had no remorse, he didn't even know why she did it.

Don't get me wrong, Allegra Stone? She is fully capable of killing one of her friends with no remorse. It's possible he was telling the truth with what he saw.

However, I was confused because Ashley was in my room the whole time he insisted this happened.

Of course I could have told him she was alive, but she begged me not to. She wanted to disappear and I let her.

Knowing this information left much to the imagination, why would Vince lie? Or maybe he wasn't lying and he really saw Al kill someone, someone who looked like Ashley.

Yet that still doesn't explain why Ace never resurfaced though. And honestly I couldn't care less if he's alive or not. I learned not to dig in things that are not my business.

The last time I did that I got tortured for a week over some whore I barely knew. After they electrocuted me for the third time I promised myself that if I ever got out alive I would kill that girl.

Unfortunately, the spanish mafia beat me to it. Apparently it wasn't the first time she falsely accused someone of something and they got really tired of her.

It's a good thing too. I would have hurt her in ways unimaginable if I had the chance.

"Boss, we have arrived," Marvin informs me. I walk out of the car and go straight to Vince's room to hit him again. Maybe then he wouldn't be such a dumbass.

I stumbled through the safe house, my men not even daring to look me in the eyes until I got to Vince's room.

I didn't knock, I just barged in only stopping as I saw a girl who looked much like a Russian model sitting in Vince's bed, completely naked, touching herself.

I looked to the closed bathroom door hearing the shower running before I looked back at her.

"I am way....too drunk for this" I mumbled as I closed the door behind me and started to bang on the bathroom door.

"Vince....open up so I can hit you again" I shouted through the door.

"Suck my dick" was the only response he gave when I looked back to the girl.

Legs spread, hand in the middle of her thighs rubbing on her clit as she looked me dead in the eyes.

It's times like these....where I really wish I was less attractive, because what the fuck.

"Ty khochesh' trakhnut' menya?" (Do you want to fuck me?) Her voice was soft, sensual. I swear she said these words almost with a moan.

And Vince must have overheard her because he shouted "Fuck her until I'm done showering."

"Net" (no) I answered plainly. I'm pretty sure I fucked five different girls today and I don't think my dick is capable of working to give one more fuck.....literally.

"ty takoy krasivyy" (you are so handsome) I felt my head spin as I stared at her, not at her pussy that was so clearly on display but at the audacity she had to be doing shit like this for a guy she had never met before.

I mean this is totally hypocritical but boys are just naturally whores, we're easy, we do practically anything to fuck a girl, but girls.....I have never met one who sleeps around and did not have an ulterior motive.

But that's just from my personal experiences, of course no one is the same, take Russian girl as a prime example.

I sighed, spun around, walked to the door and slammed it behind me on my way out.

"There is a Russian girl in there who wants to be fucked if anyone is up for it". I rubbed my eyes and walked off as the guards stared probably wondering if fucking her was worth it.

I need sleep.

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