-Alexander's POV-
Wake up, snort a line or two, fuck a whore, slap a bitch around, find a new play toy, scare her into submission, snort more coke. That's pretty much my daily routine and I wouldn't have it any other way. I run shit around here, and if anyone has a problem with that they can lay with the dogs. I don't care what or who you are, you piss me off, you best bet you're dead.
Everyone else has their own pet, just one. Not me, I have as many as I please, when or where I want. The boys know they try to fuck with my girls their dead, but I can fuck with theirs anytime, and they can fuck with each others.
Tom and Gustav did all my dirty work, I dont like getting my hands dirty unless I have to. Bill and Georg were mainly backup, sometimes I had them get dirty. incase the other two fuck up like a klutz. Gustav was my brother, not many knew that. It can be seen as weakness, used against you. They do what I ask, when I ask. They knew it had to be that way, they were all scared shitless of me and the things I've done.
All you need to remember is I run shit, I'm the boss. Now get the fuck out of my face.
