Icy Romance

Chapter Two

Robern 'The Electrocutioner' Gideon's P.O.V. (24hrs earlier)

   I had been in a very peaceful sleep, naked, spooning the hell out of my also very naked girlfriend, Helena, after several hours of pleasurable fucking causing me to fall asleep mere hours ago, when the most annoying sound ever started blaring out of my iPhone, my alarm. Still half asleep and very annoyed at being awoken, I groped around on the top of my nightstand for my iPhone for a couple of minutes before remembering that I had set the device over on Helena's nightstand. Huffing I reached over Helena's bare body squeezing her left breast that I had been cupping in my right hand and grabbed my blaring device.

   With my phone in my right had I quickly silenced the alarm before it was to wake the sexy Helena, hopefully, who had just stirred in my arms. She didn't need to be up at a little after seven in the morning, according to the time on my iPhone's LED screen, with me. Blinking a couple of times attempting to wake fully, I remembered that the reason that I had my alarm set for this ghastly hour of the day when I'd have preferred to continue spooning Helena and maybe even have some morning fucking, instead was due to me having a fucking meeting in just over an hour.

   I then rolled over in bed and kissed Helena's right shoulder where there was a very fresh hickey that I had given her sometime between our first round and fourth and final round of amazing, earthing-shattering sex, licking said hickey before swinging my legs off the bed. Out of bed I quickly pulled on my boxers from the previous night along with clothes, also from the previous night. I put my jet-black and very wrinkled dress shirt on, pulling my golden chain necklace out from under my shirt so it once more lay up against my shirt and not against my bare and somewhat hickey covered chest. I then pulled on my also very wrinkled jet-black dress pants that had a small white circular on the crotch area, that I hadn't noticed until I put my dress pants on this morning and tucked my dress shirt in.

   Dressed in my wrinkled Paul Smith suit, I walked over to my nightstand, where I had originally searched for my iPhone still half-asleep, picked up my one-third full 4oz crystal shop glass of Glen Dronach Revival aged 15 years scotch left over from last night as Helena ended up being distracted with our amazing rounds and rounds of sex, and downed the especially tasty scotch. I also saw the leftover pile of cocaine that was slightly smudged from me putting my right hand in the top-grade drugs, I bent over the nightstand and snorted the best I could, the remaining pile of coke while still leaving a small of cocaine for Helena before kissing Helena's bare right shoulder one final time before leaving our bedroom and headed off to my meeting.

   "Morning, Robern, sorry that we have to have this meeting so early as you'd probably prefer to be in bed with my daughter at this moment, but this is quite important. But before we get down to business, Cuban Cigar?" Frank Bertinelli asked, offering me an illegal cigar a couple of minutes, maybe five, later when I entered Frank's study, the room the Don of The Bertinelli Crime Family always used for business.

   "Sure thing Frank, I'll take a Cuban." I told Frank taking the Cuban Cigar out of Frank's hand before continuing. "And don't worry about the early hour for our meeting Helena grew up in this world and understands that business comes first, so what you have for me, Frank?"

   "I knew you were a good man, Robern, even if the CCPD originally sent you into my organization undercover to try and gather evidence to bring this organization down. Then when you told me that you weren't who you said you were but in fact an undercover cop and I was faced with a choice to kill you myself but before I could make my decision you gave me every shred of evidence that you had collected as a sign of good faith and to prove that you were loyal to me and me alone. I then allowed you to regain my trust in you and through the following months and through all the evidence that CCPD had on me which you provided me you did end up gaining my trust once more and I then introduced you to my one and only daughter, Helena. The reason that I bring up our rocky past is that I have started to think of you as not only a member of this criminal organization but as a true son-in-law. Now Robern onto business, the information that you provided to me that Nick Salvati, one of my associates and the one I had set to replace me as Don of the Bertinelli Family, has turned around and became a rat to the CCPD and have been talking to you and your partner. That kind of betrayal cannot be tolerated, and I think it's time Salvati meet my hitman, The Electrocutioner." Frank told me.