Aleksandra (18+)

Sweet 18

"Vodka, now." I yelled at the bartender by the bar.

I turned around as I heard steps behind me.
"Hey seko. Happy birthday!" He said. (Sister)
"Enough." I said as I gestures by putting my hand up towards his face while the bartender placed the drink before me.

I grabbed it and downed it in one go as my brother Andrej looked at me while saying.
"What's wrong."
"Mom and dad won't let me go on a little trip." I exclaimed.

"A little trip?" He asked with a eyebrow raised.
"Where to?"
"I don't know.. Europe?"
He started laughing at me as he waved the bartender over ordering a whiskey.

"Im 18 and I've always been told I'd get to go anywhere I want to WITHOUT the guards then."

"Enough,A. Europe is dangerous enough without being the old Serbian mobsters daughter and the presents boss's sister" he said as he sipped on his drink.

I rolled my eyes before I started walking away from the party going upstairs to my room. I slammed my bedroom door open and crashed on the bed as I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.

One message

-Happy birthday bestie!! Have you figured what to do about the Europe trip? I mean about your parents.

-Thank you Edita... I don't know. We'll see."

-Okay. Call me tomorrow. Xoxo

Edita is one of my oldest friends, and my best friend. We're really close but my parents don't approve of us hanging out since she's Albanian.

Not that my parents care but hers are the competition to say- the Albanian Mafia. There not even close to as big as ours but they don't like us and well my parents doesn't trust them.

But Edita and I both were the youngest child and girls. So we really were there for each other in this so called male dominant world we lived in. Edita's dad was a real old bastard. Wanted to marry her off and send her away cause he saw her as a burden being a daughter.

He wanted a second son. If something would happen to her brother Edon he would have a successor.
But obviously that didn't happen. And then before they even could think about a third child their mother passed. So she only had me and she was all alone.

At least I had my mother I could console and talk with.
But it's fair to say that Edita was in a far greater shit hole than I was. At least my father had some love for me. And for that I was grateful.

I threw my phone at the pillow before I sighted. Then someone knocked on my door.

"Come in if you must, otherwise stay away please." I said.

The door opened and I looked back seeing my mother walking in and closing the door.
I groaned. "What now?"
I heard foot steps approaching and then I felt the bed dip. I looked up and saw my mother sitting looking worried at me.

"You have to come down. Meet some boys. You know you're father isn't the most patient man."

"I don't care. I'm not getting married." I snapped.

She sighted. "You know your dad and I didn't fall in love until after a while in our marriage. And you see? We turned out great. A loving wonderful marriage. You know he even slept with another in the beginning of our relationship."

"And you forgave him?" I asked confused.
"I had too. We were to be married. Plus he was drugged."

I didn't think my mother as the weak type but hearing about this made me think differently for a moment.

"You may see me as weak but I did what I had to considered the situation I was in. I had no other choice then to marry him. Would I spend the rest of my life married and hating the other person? No. So I did everything I could to love him. But we were young back then and I sure wouldn't have done the same thing today. He didn't know how to be in touch with his feelings and I was so naive. I left when I got pregnant with you brother. That changed things. But to my point- we all have our problems but we make it through them. And arrange marriages is how this family marries"

I looked up at her and threw my face in to the pillow as I screamed.
"I don't want to get married. You guys told me that I could travel when I turn 18!"

She sighted.
"I'll talk to your dad, okay?"
I jumped on her.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I said while hugging her.

"But no promises! You know how he is, and you'll have to come down right away. After all it is you birthday celebration." I nodded.

We walked downstairs and were greeted with a bunch of people. After a while of the same old- hello how are you, I'm fine thank you- I decided to grab a drink.
I walked up to the bar and motioned for a drink. They know I always drink a vodka on the rocks. I looked around and watched all the important people in crowds wounderinf if someone blew this house down how happy the majority of people around the world would have been. My eyes drifted but haltered when I saw someone that caught my eye.

A dark haired man with a all black suit and a white shirt was standing and talking to my father and brother. He looked like a freaking model. Totally my type, holy fuck.

He screamed of power but most of all danger. My panties got damp just by looking at this guy. He smiled at my brother as they cheered. God. His teeth looked like white pearls. He's probably the hottest guy I've ever seen.

My mother took me off guard as she grabbed by my arm before she started dragging me towards them.
"What are you doing?" I whispered aggressively.
"My drink-" I started as she gave me a stern look to shut up.
As I was the middle of my tantrum I didn't even noticed that we had arrived to my father, brother and that gorgeous man.
My eyes snapped to his and it was safe to say his eyes were plastered on me. He was clearly checking me out. He even had the audacity to lick his lips as he slowly licked me up and down. And in front of my brother and father! Is this man crazy? Doesn't he know who they are? On the other hand I was mealtime. He's so gorgeous.

"Mr. Alessi. This is my mother Teodora and my sister- Aleksandra." My brother said turning to us.

His voice was enough of a aphrodisiac. He didn't even say the entire sentence before I was soaking. His voice was so masculine, sexy and hoarse. And did I notice a bit of an accent there? Maybe Italian? Must be. He was doing things to me and making me feel stuff I've never felt before.
"Nice to meet you both and Happy birthday."
His voice was gorgeous but don't get me started on those beautiful brown eyes that could trap anyone and never let them out.

My father turned to me and looked at me with narrowed eyes before saying.
"Where have you been?"
"Why do you-"
"She was powdering her face." My mother quickly added before grabbing my arm.
Ouch?

Dad threw glances between us. Probably getting that we lied since he's a human lie detector, but he didn't take it further. He only looked at me with a angry look on his face.

"Tata. Let's tell Mr. Alessi about the idea."
My dads attention was pulled away from me as the turned to him. Everything was always about business even on my freaking birthday. My father and brother started walking away with Mr. Alessi closely behind them but not before quickly looking at me and winking. Does this man have a death wish? In front of my father, and brother?

I turned around quickly as I didn't want to reveal my blushed face becauseholy, fucking spirit is he hot!
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I wonder if they'd let her go to Europe, after all she wants to go ALONE?
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