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Nicolai's POV

"Capo è tutto pronto(Boss,everything is ready)

Luca one of my most trusted man informed me.
We were supposed to go and recruit two men that would be join our staff.

My brother Diamiano and I have been running the family business for two years now, ever since our father decided to retire.
Every year took place this "event" in which all heads of a mafia had to partecipate. Last year was up to the head of the Russian mafia Aleksandr and this year was the turn of the two Italian Don, that is me and my brother.

We are the most powerful mafia, we control everything, we have allies in any state and continent.
For this reason we constantly live with a target on our heads, which is why we need more protection.

And the fact that our last bodyguards were killed da quel figlio di puttana (by that son of a bitch) Aleksandr doesn't improve the situation.

As I said before we were supposed to leave today but a new problem i had to take care appeared so we had to delay our departure.

"Va bene, arrivo (alright, I'm coming)
I replied without lifting my head, there were many things as the Don of the Italian mafia that had to be done but the most enjoyable of them all was certainly torturing those who dared to cross us or even think they could fuck with our business without consequences.

I love to see color draining from people's face whenever I walk in a room, the silence that fall and the smell of fear that awakens all my most darkest instincts.
The word mercy is not in my vocabulary and all my enemies could confirm it if only they were still alive.

We were now heading to the basement, and I could smell the rancid scent of dried blood and sweat coming from there, causing my nose scrunch up in disgust.
I'm a clean freak, you might say. I hate clutter and if everything is not as I say well .... I get pissed and I'm sure no one wants to see me really pissed off.

I opened the big door to be met with a view that made a smirk appear on my face.
I started moving towards my victim cracking my knuckles in anticipation.

He was one of Aleksadr's men, easily recognizable by the tattoo on his right side of a black cross with a line running perpendicularly.

"Why did Aleksadr send you to kill my men?
I asked bluntly with a blank face.
I am not one to show my emotions unless I'm with my family.
I care about very few people in this world, they are the most Important thing I have and I'd be damned if I let anything happen to them.

"I don't know what you're talking about"
He said as blood dripped from his mouth, his face was badly tanned, swollen and almost purple.
The sight brought an even wider smirk to my face, I was gonna enjoy this "meeting" so much.

I punched him hard on the nose and the sound of something cracking let me know I definitely broke it.

Good.

I thought as loud screams started coming from him.
I elbowed him on the stomach again and again causing more blood to come out of that dirty mouth of his.

"Now, I don't like to repeat myself so why did he send you to Kill. My. Men!?"
I almost yelled the last part emphasizing the last few words hoping they'd get in that testa di cazzo(shithead).

I was about to throw another punch at him when he started talking.
"I-I-I don't k-known why h-he sent me to k-kill them I swear!"
He said stuttering pissing me off even more if that's something even possible.

"P-please don't kill m-me I'm sorr-"
He didn't get to finish the sentence that had already a bullet between his eyes.

I stayed there for a few minutes staring at the lifeless body that was slowly bleeding in front of me.
I felt nothing, no regret, no guilt, no...nothing.

I'm used to that empty feeling in my chest. Many have told me that I am heartless and I honestly agree with them.
In my whole life I don't think I've ever felt the emotions everyone talks about; love, sadness or the pain of a broken hearth.
The only thing I've ever been able to feel is anger.
And if i ever felt anything other than that i wouldn't be able to recognize it.

"Clean this shit"
I said to two of my men and as I was leaving I heard two faint "Si, Capo (Yes, Boss)"

I immediately went to one of the rooms of the mansion to have a shower, remove the smell of blood and the feeling of dirt that, despite how much I rubbed my body it never goes away completely.
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It was now dinner time, I spent all afternoon filling sheets and making calls. My head was hurting like a bitch and Chloe's arrival didn't get my situation any better.

"Hiii my love. I missed you sooo much"
She said with that high-pitched voice that made my headache worse, causing me to groan.

"Get the fuck out Chloe"
I said not looking up from my work, I was already starting to get annoyed at her; she had the power of pissing people off just by her presence.

Chloe was a girl I met in a club one night, I fucked her and since then she started following me wherever I went.
I could have killed her but sex was ok so I kept her in case I wanted to release some pent-up anger.

"What Nooo but I missed you so so much Nicolai. I want to spend some time with you"
She said in what was supposed to be a provocative tone but made me just scrunch up my nose and furrow my eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes ignoring her, bringing my attention back to the sheets on my desk.
She then started walking towards me until was straddling me, sucking on my neck while leaving a trail of wet kisses.

She then moved her lips to mine, licking them before putting her tongue in my mouth.

I had a blank expression, I hate kissing and she knew it so, when I had enough I got up from my chair making her fall on the ground with a loud thud.

"Nicolai! What the hell is wrong with you!"
She said, eyes wide while rubbing her aching ass.

I grabbed a handful of her hair causing a whimper to leave her mouth, without saying a word I started waking toward the door throwing her out and locking it.

From the other side I heard her walking away with heavy foot steps. I then sat back in the chair, leaning back while drinking a glass of scotch feeling the pleasant burning sensation down my throat.

A loud groan escaped my mouth as I slowly closed my eyes laying my head back against the headrest, letting myself be enveloped in a dreamless sleep.

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