~ Marcellus' perceptions ~
It was around midnight now and the plane had come to a stop I must have fallen asleep for the whole flight, and to be honest I really needed it. My mind was racing and all I could think about was all the events that had taken place within the last week, so many distractions from one thing and I needed to keep myself focused. I couldn't keep doing this, I couldn't let myself fall away from the main thing that is to continue building up that training facility and get it up and running so that I can start getting people trained.
I had new blue prints drawn up for the training group and now we are going to move it and make it into a public gym with back rooms with newer high tech cameras and scanners so that only we are able to access it, that way the public are oblivious as to what we are doing. In doing so it can also give me in sites of other people I could end up recruiting in the long run testing them out in different ways and observing them from behind the screens at the gym. I'll equip some of my men and some of the woman to be trainers over there and they will then have accommodation provided by myself if they want it.
It took us some time to get home as we stopped off to get some food I can't remember when I last ate a full meal, and with all the alcohol I had consumed the last few days at that bar waiting for that stupid girl to show up, it hadn't crossed my mind I should have eaten more. We stopped at a burger place on a little high street and the second I stepped out the car I was hit with the wind and the smell of meat, cheese and oil combined into the air that was whipping around me, my hair blowing across my face.
Fast food isn't something I typically go for however, in this moment I couldn't care. The burger was delicious and I wonder why I stay away from going out and eating. Safe to say it sobered me up from the absurd amount of alcohol I had running through my body. When I got home I thought I should get back into routine exercise and trying to stay away from any more alcohol for the next few weeks. I feel over the last few days I've become weak and I can't stand it. I took a shower trying desperately to wash away everything, the training base the girl the troubles of running your own mafia it's hard but I ensure that no one underestimates me and my power I hold. The heat burnt my skin leaving me red, yet I didn't care I had suffered worse. In fact it somehow relaxed me I could feel my body relaxing.
I grabbed a towel out the cupboard and wrapped it around my body, taking a smaller one I ruffled the water out my hair and draped it over my neck. I walked over the to mirror and brushed my teeth looking at myself, I could see I had some stubble on my face, I kinda liked it, it made me look older, I walked out the bathroom to the smell of fresh clothes and new sheets had been fixed to my bed. The cleaner must have tidied up as there was no longer a suitcase on my bed and washing has been taken. I check the time and it was around 1.40 I decided it was best to try get some sleep yet I felt wide awake, I took the fresh jug of water from the snack tray and poured myself a glass, again not sure when I last drank just normal water. I change into some boxer shorts and throw on some pajama trousers and climb into bed. As I lay in bed I could hear the rain starting now, first it was gentle pouring and some were hitting the balcony door it was progressively getting louder yet I found comfort in it and that was putting me to sleep the last thing I remember was a crash of thunder and a vision of the girl I once met at the bar.
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