Fire & Ice

The Encounter

Domenic's POV

Leo and I arrived to the club wearing our customized D&G suits with platinum cufflinks, our aura screamed authority and danger. Walking through the waves of paparazzi and people, I reached the red ribbon made of silk and grabbed the huge scissors and smiled to the flashing lights of cameras directed at me, "To a new definition of White" I said and cut the ribbon hearing the screams and applause from the people waiting to enter.

After we cut the huge red ribbon in the grand opening, Leo and I headed to the VIP section to meet with other men. There was Zion the leader of the Greek mafia, Alejandro the leader of the Mexican mafia, and Steven the leader of the American mafia. We all went to boarding school together and trained together too, our families are very close and they are good allies of mine.

The music was booming and everyone was enjoying their time I climbed the glass staircase and reached the VIP section and I was greeted by my friends. I took a look at the room, it had glass walls with white color furniture. My kind of White.

Kira's POV

Before Mr. Romano came, his friends arrived, so Claire and I served them and Jenn prepared their drinks. After placing each and everyone's drink in front of them, 2 men came and everybody stood up and greeted them. One was 6ft tall, had blonde hair and green eyes, the other one was 6'2ft tall, tanned to perfection and had jet black hair.

When I looked at his eyes I felt my blood run cold, they were cold as ice, grey as the ocean on a stormy day, he reminded me of him. I shook my thoughts away and gathered up myself and went over to ask what would they like to have.

Claire went to the blonde guy, so I had no choice but to go to the scary one, "Hello sir, what would you like to have?" I asked away. "A glass of whiskey, neat please" he replied smirking. I nodded my head and went to get his drink with Claire, "OUHH" she whisper yelled. "What now?" I rolled my eyes.

"The man you just served is no one other than our boss Mr. Romano," she said with so much enthusiasm. For a moment chills ran down my spine and I was scared...scared that I'd fuck it all up; Jenn gave us their drinks, and we started approaching the table.

Of course my luck betrayed me, as usual, and I tripped in front of the men. I heard someone say something about my ass so I turned around at him with my eyes fuming with anger.

As I stood up I found two men come and hold me steady so I thanked them, trying to ignore all of the prying eyes of the men in front of me, ready to go back to the counter when Mr. Romano said something that sounded Italian maybe; I didn't really understand at first but when they started taking me down the hall, I knew they saw my gun and that I fucked up...really bad.

Domenic's POV

After we sat down two ladies came to take our order, the one that came up to me had long legs that begged to be wrapped around me, long ash blonde hair, and the most innocent eyes that held fear in them. I told her my order while giving her my famous playboy smirk but she seemed unfazed by my charms.

"Domenic how's the business in Italy doing?" asked Steven. "Amazing, however there are always some people who try to outsmart me, but we all know their destiny once I lay my hands on them" I said and Alejandro laughed, "Yeah buddy, I remember one time when you almost killed a teacher at school for trying to make it seem as you cheated".

"Oh yeah that guy's face was fucked up really bad" Zion added and we all laughed. As I was going to speak again, the girl from before tripped over and gave the men a very nice view of her ass. Of course Steven complemented it and I glared at him. As she was rising, I saw a mini gun in her stockings. Mierda!!, I motioned the bodyguards to hold her down.

She thanked them thinking I did not notice the stunt she was about to pull, "Portala in cantina", I commanded the guards. Let's see who you work for piccola.

"Excuse me guys, I have an important matter to handle, please enjoy your drinks and time, I won't be late" I told them and went to the dungeons I've built beneath the club. I have dungeons everywhere because in situations like tonight, they come in very handy.

Too bad her pretty face will be bloody by the time I'm done with her.

Translation:

portala in cantina: take her to the basement

piccola: little one

Mierda: fuck

So!!!!! The meeting has come!!!!