You were walking into the meeting room, grinning to yourself when many of the servants tried to move out of your way and avoid eye contact. You were a very famous and rich woman. You were dangerous and would kill to get what you wanted. You sold drugs, gambled, placed bets, held bets, won a lot of bets and owned various pubs and buildings around the world. There was two places you had vowed never to enter without permission. That was Italy and Russia. The mob gangs were pretty strong, but they were no match for yours. You did this out of respect for your fellow gang leaders. People were expected to show respect if you had shown them respect. The reason why you were storming down one of Viktor's hallways, heading for his main office was because he had disrespected you by selling the products you gave him in your areas.
You had never done this yourself to him and was furious why he would do this to you. He had done this a couple of times and had always just sat and smirked and when you lost your temper, he would call in his guards to escort you out. This time you came fully prepared with your gun strapped to your legs. Being a bigger woman was also a sign of more power and wealth, you could also see from every single glance in your direction that most of the men you dealt with head no problem with your size and some liked it very much. Viktor was one of these people. However, Luciano was a little harder to read. But from what you gathered from partners and even sometimes lovers, he liked his women on the bigger side as well.
You decided to wear your big fur lined coat for this particular meeting, especially with it being so cold. There was little to no escape from the cold in Viktor's house. You heard Viktor's voice as you walked closer to the doors, your high heels clacking as you walked along the hallway. You reached the doors and slammed them wide open, glaring at the phone in Viktor's hand. He clearly thought that whoever that was, was more important than his life. You glared at him, feeling his smugness in the air around him. He hung up on the person on the other end of the phone. He said in a thick Russian accent, "Ah, vhy (Y/n), vhat brings you here?" You were trembling with rage. Your voice dropped a little and your voice held a frosty tone as you replied, "You broke your vow and disrespected me. You know where your boundaries are and you went past them on purpose. This is the last time I will overlook this. You have crossed me too many times for me to just let this go."
You saw the slight fear in his eyes as he slowly realised that you weren't joking. If you wanted to, you could ruin his life, his business, his reputation. He would be nothing if you wanted him to be nothing. There was no doubt in your power. You quickly got out your gun and pointed it right at him, he leaned back on his chair and held his hands up in surrender. It was at this point that Luciano decided to take a stroll into the office and paused. He saw your gun pointed at Viktor and smirked, finally his competition would be gone. He would be killed by the woman they were both fighting for. It was the only reason that Luciano every set one foot inside Viktor's territory, just to piss him off. You watched as Luciano walked further into hen room and closer to you.
You still had the gun at Viktor but knew another way to punish him. You knew of the crushed that they big had on you, you weren't stupid. You knew that their killing rates had increased since they locked eyes on you, trying to impress you. You knew that the only reason that Viktor continued to annoy you was to get your attention away from the multiple things that happened in Italy. You had been invited to every festival they had and here was loads. It felt like you were in Italy for so least two years when it was only a month. Luciano walked over to you and you smirked at him before kissing him on the lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he was shocked before grabbing your waist and pulling you closer. He tried to gain dominance but you were much taller than him in these heels. He licked your lip and you allowed him entrance which he gladly took. He did his best to win the tongue battle but there wasn't no way you were losing.
You pulled away and watched as Viktor was sitting in his chair, fuming. You were surprised that his head hadn't exploded from all the blood rushing to it. Luciano was in a lovesick trance for another three seconds before regaining himself and saying to you in his Italian accent, "How about-a you-a come with me-a and we can finish this-a, mio amore?" You didn't blush or speak, you just nodded and walked off, following Luciano who was trying his best to hide his smugness. Before you two left the room, you heard Viktor shout, "Ok, I get it, I shouldn't have done what I did but please stop this at once, (Y/n)! You know I can't handle it when you touch other men in front of me. You know I love you!" You didn't say anything. You just nodded. Yes, you did know he didn't like other people touching you and yes, you did know he loved you but you couldn't do anything about that. Your heart had been broken and put back together so many times that there was now nothing to fix, you could feel nothing there.
You obviously had a heart to stab or shoot, but you would never allow yourself to feel love again, you purposefully blocked that part of your away so that you heart would never need to be fixed, because it would never be broken again. You gave them both a blank stare before quickly saying, "I'm sorry" before leaving them both in the room. You headed for your car and sat I the back seat, tapping on the window for the signal to drive. You leaned back and thought about everything that you had felt and done since meeting those two men. If you could choose anyone to open your heart to again, it would be those two but you didn't know how to. After years of ignoring and hiding your feelings, you didn't know if you would be able to bring them back up again. If they really, really wanted you, they would Viktor would cross into your territory again and you would get an invitation to who knows what through your gang from Luciano. If they did this one more time, you would try. But you knew that it was your last chance at love, you knew you couldn't take knee more heartbreak. You couldn't take it. You couldn't open your heart again. You couldn't do it. You couldn't..........You did.
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