-Mateó-❦
The Italian-Spanish mafia has had its conflicts with the Russian bravta since Jesus could walk on water
We aren't necessarily at war but we aren't allies either
We've made deals together and have worked with one another on projects among the years but there were some challenges and betrayals along the way as well
So when I get a letter sent to me from Anton Ivanov the leader of the bravta that he has an offer for a complete alliance you could only guess I was surprised
The letter was send two days ago and today is the day me and Anton have a sit down at a common ground, our club
I've been in the club thirty minutes early
The club is cleared out meaning I could order more liquor shipments
And coke
And check up on my system downstairs
The Russians and I created this club to smuggle our money through coke dealings in the club
It's been smooth so far
A knock on my office door alerts me that he's here and I mutter a come in
Anton in all his dickface glory comes strutting in like he's better than everyone
Like always
"Have a seat" I gesture towards the chairs in-front of me to which he nods with
"So Anton, what is this deal you have been telling me about hm?" I almost bore out
"Mateó, always cutting to the chase" he chuckled
"Very well.. The deal is quite simple, you obliged and I put my full army behind yours and vise versa, you will have my shipping contacts and have my full alliance to you and in return for this. You marry my daughter, her and my families public image will look good, she will accompany you to events, and she will oblige to whatever your needs are." He finished
What
"So an arranged marriage? I marry your daughter and in return I get the Russians alliance?" I question
"Yes, I have a written up contract showing all of the benefits for both of us. What do you say mateó" he looks at me with that hard ass look in his eyes
"Show me the contract" I slightly cave, this contract would not only be good for the mafia but for my public image aswell as an heir.
My grandfather has been grilling me lately that I need to find a woman to carry my heir. One problem
She's Russian, and the heirs leading up to me have all been a mix of Italian or from Spain
My mother was half Spanish and half Italian while my father was 100% Spanish
My grandfather was the leader or the Italian mafia while my grandmothers brother was the leader of the Spanish
When he passed away the mafia was passed down to the husband of the second child which was my grandmother, the only reason she did not inherit the mafia was because she was a woman, it's a old but fucked up tradition that changed after my mother was born
My grandparents had an arranged marriage and had my mother, my mother fell involve with my father in Alicante where they had me.
If I bear my child with Russian genes, I wouldn't even want to know what hell would break loose
Anton pulls the contract out and hands it over to me
I read it over and it says all the things he listed and more
This one is really a no brainer
I take my pen out and start to scribble my signature out onto the box below Anton's signature
"I'll send over a copy of this contract to you" I finish off placing the contract into a filing drawer
Anton smiles and pulls out a cigar
"I've always liked doing business with you. No, how do they say it here? Beating around the bush!" He smiles to himself while lighting the cigar
"Anastasia is trained and will be a good wife, her rules ar-"
"What is she a dog." I cut off. Trained? Her fucking rules?
"She's trained in the sense to behave and be an obedient wife, like mine, she won't act out and she will care to whatever needs you have" he smugly explained as if he was proud of this
Now I'm half glad I'm taking the poor woman away from his house
"Tell me the basics and get out because I don't have a free day" I demanded
"Yes yes. Her name is Anastasia and she turned 20 two days ago, she likes all things music. Now I'll leave you be and see you at the wedding mateó" he nods and leaves my office
Now I've got a damn wedding in a week. Great.
Hope she's not a bitch
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A/N
This was kinda jus how the contract happened, I didn't show much of his personality or background here but they are ganna meet reaaal soon so b ready💁♀️

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