Dangerous in Black

Two

•only wanna do bad things to you;•
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Onwards;

Alejandro was fuming.
He was pacing back and forth, his fists curled.
"Where are they?" He said aloud.
The meeting between Allegro, Ben and himself was suppose to take place an hour ago. Where the hell could they be?
Alejandro slammed the fists down on the table and stormed out the room. His legs took him down the long halls and he stopped when he saw them. Both of them were sitting at the edge of the bed talking to the girl.

Alejandro was boiling and forcefully pushed the door open and rushed straight into the room, all six eyes turned towards him.
"You two please get the fuck out of this room! You have responsibilities to take care of! Have you forgotten or has seeing a woman for the first time clouded your vision!"
He narrowed his eyes at the beautiful girl before him who was shocked. Her bronze colored hair was tied up in a bun and around her stomach was a bandage with red liquid covering it. Which was his fault-

Ben stood up and brushed past him, knowing better than to argue with Alejandro. Allegro on the other hand narrowed his eyes at his brother, "I'm not the one who's never been with a woman...." he whispered harshly before brushing past him.
Alejandro was about to leave but the sound of her voice turned him back, "They were just seeing that I was okay. You didn't need to yell at them like that!"

Alejandro rolled his eyes, "Unknown to you they have things to be doing, more important matters to take care of!"
The woman scoffed, "You're Alejandro?"
He rolled his eyes, he didn't have time for small talk with this beautiful woman.
"Does it matter!" His voice was harsher than he wanted it to be.

She cocked her head, "I just wanted to know the man who shot me."
Alejandro was rigid, did she need to remind him of the reason she was here.
Suddenly the door was pushed open, "Are you feeling well, Miss Collins?" Harley asked as he entered.
Lilly- that was your name, Lilly Collins.
"Sir?" Harley seemed surprised to see him.

Alejandro gave him a sideways glance, "make sure she gets out of here as soon as possible. I want her gone."

Alejandro had a way with words, as anyone could tell. Much to his men's dismay, he taught in the way of his father. A man, who killed anyone or at least used too- nowadays he never left his bed. His father was suffering now, hardly even remembered as Alzheimer's had started to affect him a few months after he'd survived a stroke. He barely remembered his sons.

He stood in front of his men belting orders in Italian. He narrowed his eyes at Allegro and Ben as they both seemed uninterested in what he had to say.
"Casió has made it his mission to personally see to it that my business is destroyed. And I'm tired of his attempts at doing so."
"Training for what is coming starts today."

Alejandro walked through the aisles of men who were working out.
"Faster!" He screamed.
He stopped before Allegro who was punching a punching bag and he shook his head in disapproval.
"Is that all you got? Has the woman made you soft?"
Allegro gritted his teeth in anger as Alejandro started away.

"If you were jealous Alejandro all you had to do was say! Women don't bite maybe you'd know that if you'd ever been with one!" Allegro belted out with fury.
Alejandro swiveled his heel and approached his brother.
"If you ever disrespect me again...."
Allegro rolled his eyes, "What? You'd whip me? You are not our father!"

Alejandro shut his jaw and with all his will walked away from his brother and out of the house. He walked aimlessly about the large property until his footsteps took him to the hospital. He quickly shook his head and left.
Why had he come here?
He opened the door and bent his head and waited.
"Which one of my sons are you?"
"Alejandro." He answered gruffly.

His father nodded, "What is it boy?"
"Do you remember me?"
The old man contemplated for a second, "Hardly."
"Did you remember what you did to Allegro? To both of us?"
The man scratched his bare chin, "No."
He was lying.
Alejandro knew that.

And that was all it took to make Alejandro leave.

It was then he passed her room and his heart had itched to ask for forgiveness but his mind had reminded him who he was.
And Alejandro Martini, didn't need forgiveness.
At dinner he couldn't eat, his mind had been in other places, his memories had escaped again-
"Boss, something has come up with Mr. Paul."

Paul was a deal, Alejandro had been trying to close for five months. The deal was with a new shipment of guns and ammunition he desperately needed. Alejandro only hoped it was the final answer.
"Mr. Paul, I hope you have....."
"Fuck Martini! Your family feud with Casió has been bad business for me! His men attacked my stock! They took it all! Everything!"

"Fuck!" Alejandro couldn't think straight.
"When?"
"About five minutes ago..."
"Are your men tailing him?"
Paul sighed through the phone, "My men are all injured! They came here and started shooting! He probably had about three teams of men!"
"My warehouse is a mess!"

"I swear Martini! You fucking owe me!"
Alejandro hung up the phone and slammed his hand down on the table. That shipment was suppose to be his! Fuck.
"Boss? What do we do?"

Alejandro was thoughtful for a second, "Assemble a team of men to go and check out Paul's warehouse. I will call the motherfucker"

The phone rang once and Alejandro gritted his teeth as he listened to Casió's breath.
"Alejandro, what a nice...."
"What the fuck do you want for it?"
Casió chuckled deeply, "For what?"
"The motherfucking ammunition!"
There was silence, "It's not for sale, son."
"It's all mine now."
Alejandro was boiling, "Casió I swear to you, I will be getting my ammunition back!"

He chuckled, "We'll be waiting boy...."