Black rose

||whipped||

Lev

I sit up as my alarm goes off 7:00am. I groan getting up and making my way to my en-suite stripping down and throwing my clothes in the washing basket. I turn on the warm water getting in the shower relaxing under the warm water letting my eyes close for a minuet.

My thoughts go back to Amelia fucking Ford. That woman.

I wash myself off and turn the water off getting out the shower wrapping the towel around my waist and using another towel to dry my hair slightly. I walk back in my floor but stop when I see Amelia fucking Ford sat on my bed playing with a knife.

What the fuck.

"What are you doing in here?" I grumble annoyed with her.

Annoyed with her or because you can't have her.

I could have her.

Whatever.

"You." She seethes pointing the end of the knife at me.

"Me." I taunt having no idea what I actually did wrong.

"You took my kettle." She seethes and it takes me a moment to take in what she said.

"What the fuck Amelia?" I ask really fucking confused right now.

"Yea nothing when is the next mission." She completely switches up by asking, I almost get whiplash.

"Um in a week."

"Ok bye." Is all she's says as she skips out my room.

Ok what the fuck.

I know.

I sigh heavily walking into my closet and putting on some boxers and some grey joggers with a white top. I run my hand through my hair as I walk down to the kitchen where my ma and da already are with Amelia.

"Why isn't there a hot chocolate maker?" She asks looking up at me.

"Because no one drinks hot chocolate." Do I have to point out the fucking obvious?

"Well maybe they would if there was a hot chocolate maker." She says giving me a 'duh' expression.

"Fine I'll buy you a fucking hot chocolate machine. Would that make you happy?" I grumble.

She nods happily as she makes her way out the kitchen.

"Whipped." My da comments.

"What the fuck." I look at him strangely. I choose to ignore them as I walk up to the gym.

We both know it's true.

Shut up.

I make my way up to the gym walking in and taking my shirt off putting it on the bench and making my way over to the weights and stating my work out.

*

After I get out of my shower after the gym I put on a white shirt with black slacks keeping a few buttons of my shirt undo and adding some dress shoes.

I run my fingers through my hair and make my way to the meeting room.

As I open the door the don of the Spanish mafia, Carlos López is standing near the table waiting for me.

"Mr López." I nod in greeting as I make my way to my seat sitting down. "What brings you here?" I ask my voice cold, void of emotions.

"I want to pose an alliance so we can take down the Ukrainians." He answers voice matching mine.

Ukrainian. The worst mafia there is. They beat and kill women for fun and have multiple prostitution rings and almost all mafias worst enemies. They only have one alliance and that's with French mafia who is almost as bad as them. But I'm guessing they have a lot of smaller gangs under their control.

So in conclusion they need to be gone.

"If I do this then it's not going to happen straight away it may take months possibly even a year. You understand this right?" I ask looking at him straight in the eyes.

"I understand." He nods.

I nod standing up holding my hand out as his hand encloses on mine I nod again. "Then it's a deal. You have the Russian mafia's support."

"Another thing I also got an alliance with the Italians but since your mafia is the biggest, is it possible to hold all meetings here?" He asks but I know it's true and would be easier so I nod.

"It's a deal. Anton here will show you out." I nod at one of my men.

I watch as they leave as soon as the door closes behind them I sit down looking over some of the documents.

Fucking Ukrainians.

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