My Angel

CHAPTER 3: MEETING MY ANGEL

Alessio's pov~

I opened the door to my bedroom and slammed it behind me.

Viktor had been busy with the clubs' problems, to make sure all our businesses were running smoothly, so house check-ups fell on me.

That was Viktor's job and I didn't trust anyone else to take care of it. So I went myself.

Shifting my weight on my feet, I jerked at my tie hard until it came undone and I pulled it off my neck.

As I was taking off my suit jacket, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Taking it out, I saw Phoenix's name flashing on the screen.

"What is it?" I growled into the phone.

"Boss," he said, sounding panicked and out of breath.I almost rolled my eyes.

"What is it?

"Boss........"

I didn't hear the rest of his sentence, instead tuning him out.

My eyes widened when I noticed a white cloth extending from beneath my bed. I walked closer, the phone still at my ear.

When I reached the cloth, I crouched down and touched it.

As I lifted the covers around the bed and
iooked down, my mouth fell open at the sight, then anger coursed through me.

I could feel my eyes narrowing into slits.

A girl. A dirty-looking girl was hiding under my bed.

"Boss, boss, are you there?" Phoenix yelled through the phone

"What?" I bellowed, as I kept my eyes on the tittle intruder.

She jumped at my tone and started shaking, her chin trembling and tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

I bared my teeth at her and she tried to scoot away from me, but I didn't give her a chance.

Grabbing onto her white, shredded, dirty dress, held her still. She wasn't going anywhere.

I fisted the material in my hand and pulled until she was no longer under the bed.

"Boss! Someone broke into the estate,"

Phoenix screamed through the phone, sounding frustrated.

I smiled. The girl kept her knees against her chest, then wrapped her arms around her head as if to protect herself from me.

I laughed at the thought. Poor girl. She didn't even know what she'd gotten herself into.

Breaking into the house of the Bratva's boss-the Pakhan-and then hiding under his bed.

"Boss?" Phoenix said, sounding confused.

"I got this," I growled through the phone,
glaring at the intruder. I ended the call before he could answer.

Putting it back in my pocket, I grabbed her arm and pulled her upward. She whimpered painfully and her sniffles filled the room.

She kept her head down, her hair falling like a curtain around her face, shielding her from me.

When I tried to pull her close, she resisted and tried to twist away.

I tightened my hold on her small wrist, and I knew I was hurting her. Her wincing told me so, but I didn't let go.

If I wanted to, with barely no effort, I could break her hands in half.

I let her go and took a step back. She did
exactly what I expected. She ran straight toward the door.