When the Mafia's Crash and Collide.

When the mafias crash and collide: Chapter 3: The heart attack.

Marcellus' perspective:
I woke up that morning feeling amazing, I don't know what it was but I slept well for the first time in forever. I felt more relaxed. So I figured that I would go out and do something for myself, Antonio said that everything seemed good on his end and that everything was going according to plan. Now that is what I call a good fucking mafia if you ask me. Someone who knows that they are doing with their life and can get demands done. I picked the right guy that night at the ball and I have never looked back since.

Of course, I lost profit from the training base, but it hadn't officially opened up to everyone I wanted it too yet, so it wasn't the worst thing in the world. The only issue was the guns and other weapons going missing, clearly the people who attacked it must have known exactly what was being held inside considering it isn't really plastered everywhere "there are guns here come rob me" but I could replace them.

It will just cost more money out of my own pocket, as my father still had no idea I even built this base. He really is a shit leader, of course he is more or less retired but the mafia doesn't just leave your blood or your veins, it pumps through you forever, that adrenaline never rests, never lets your guard down fully not even for a second so why does this man know absolutely nothing anymore, he isn't the strong and powerful leader I remember him to be.

It was around 7am and it was warm out that soft breeze blowing through my patio doors as I light a cigarette. I thing of everything that happened yesterday, a little rage built up inside of me once more, but then something strange happened, it all just... fades away. But why? Because I thought of her, the girl I met at the bar yesterday, the one with the black dress and the scarf, the one who had these big Emerald green eyes that watched every single movement you did. The one who's smile lit up the whole room and made everyone else seem invisible, that same girl I met who was intimidating and seemed so powerful.

She made me realise something, I have never in all my life ever felt this way about someone, how the fuck is that even possible, it's a load of bullshit actually, never mind fuck this. I don't need a stupid girl in my life she will get in the way of everything. I didn't build up a whole mafia practically on my own, for some little girl I met in a bar to get rid of it all.

I was still in my own world, my cigarette had now burnt half way down without even taking a pull of it and I was just standing there on the balcony just in my joggers with my chest to the wind and my ruffled hair flying about. It needed cutting but I liked it a little longer.

A knock comes from the door and a sound comes from behind it muffled and slurred, I decided not to take any notice. Then a louder knock as well as another and that finally snapped me out of it. "Boss? Are you in there?" I've knocked three times now can I come in?" Antonio's voice became clear now and I coughed and cleared my voice and told him to come in.

"What took you so long you never take that long to realise I'm here." He chirp's. It's to early to be this alert I need a coffee and some food. Rubbing my temples I tell him this, " I'm all good here, didn't mean to leave you out there for long, I need to eat something wanna get some breakfast?"
"What about training its 7am you were supposed to start half an hour ago, remember?" He questioned me. *Shit of course training*. "oh I was supposed to cancel it today I would rather everything get done with the base and I need to head out, you know to call me if anything goes wrong."
*He definitely knows something is wrong* he looks me up and down tiling his head slightly as if he were a dog or something. " Okay boss, you sure your okay?"

"Yes I'm sure thank you, you are dismissed." And he leaves the room swiftly with a nod of his head. I grab an outfit out of the wooden wardrobe in the far corner of my room near the door, and take out a white t-shirt along with some smart navy blue trousers as well as my shoes laying them out on my bed, I also take out some gym clothing and put it on and head down to the gym. It was nice and cool down there and thankfully everyone had gone home like I had told them too so I was alone. I liked working out alone As I could put lots of pressure on myself. I start out with weights adding on some extra ones to up the weight but after a while it got boring, and so I decided to do some punching and shooting in the back room, now that was more engaging,