V is for Vendetta

Chapter 2

Alexanders P.O.V

I just hate Italy. Simply put nothing in Italy is glamorous at all. It is over crowded with tourist who bumps people out of the way. The overpopulation and warm weather makes Italy very humid and dusty. My new black shoes are now a new colour of ground brown and to be honest it looks terrible. The worst part is the traffic.

I have been sitting in the traffic for almost an hour and is starting to run late for a very important meeting with some of my men here in Rome. Honour,respect and trust is very important to me and my men. Thus being on time is of the essence to shows respect. My men knows not to break our code or else you would be forced to leave the group and everyone knows you can not leave the mafia.

After every second my clock ticks on my Fossil watch and my car is not moving my blood starts to boil. Patience was never my strong suit and it does not help if people starts to scream at each other from one car to another. After another 10 minutes I could not take it anymore. I told my driver to meet me at the venue and got out of the car and started to walk.

My phone buzzed and even before I looked I answered the phone.

"What do you want?" To say I was friendly was an understatement to say I answer my phone in another way was possibly a lie.

" Alexander Versilief, Sir. please don't be a shit head. Your people is eagerly waiting for you. There is going to be small changes in our plans. The Italians have not been at their usual places. Something is wrong Sir. Over the last year we notice that their schedule is changing drastically. So if you can move your ass and get to the meeting it would be appreciated. We want to finalize the plans and start discussing the new chances and positions for our men."

Usually I would have a man killed just for speaking to me in this way, but Mickov was my second in command, also my best friend .Well as close as a best friend can be. He knows me better then anyone and will take a bullet for me without any hesitation. He is as loyal as can come. His wisdom and ways of torture is beyond his years, making him one of the biggest targets for our enemies. That is why he also had to lay low coming in to Italy and is very eager to get away from this hell of a place.

" Mickov, who the f*ck do you think you are talking to? Do you want a f*cking bullet in your head?" , I said very stern, but my head keeps on spinning about the new information that he gave me. Why would the Italians lay low? They are currently the biggest mafia group, making them a force not to be reckoned with,but rather pleading for them to be one of your allies. The authorities would also not be on their asses, like they are currently on our asses, because the Italians have more then half of the authorities on their pay- check making our job even more difficult. Something is definitely wrong.

"Sir. to be honest you will not shoot me, but our position with our allies are beginning to weaken due to the uncertainty of the new chances in the Italian groups. They are ready for you Sir. to tell them the plan."

" Mickov, get me new information about Salento's whereabouts."

"Sir. Salento has gone missing and we have not heard any movements from him, over a year."

Something is definitely not right. Salento never goes missing nor does he hide. Who wants to hide if you are the most powerful mobster? If he is hiding what makes this powerful man scared?

As I was about to scream another demand over the phone. My phone got bumped out of my hand and I saw the most beautiful women slipping beside me.

I had this sudden urge to grab and protect her. It was as if an angel fell from heaven beside me. Her body was so light in my arm and her cute white sun dress showed of all her curves in all the right places. She had the softest golden skin and her long black hair was waving freely in the wind. It gave her the most innocent and care free look that I have ever seen, but when those big blue eyes slowly opened and her gaze locked on me. It felt like she knocked out every oxygen molecule in my body leaving me panting for breath. Every single cell in my body shot to life.

" You like what you see amore?" Was all I could think of. I notice she suddenly stiffened and left my arms, pulling all the warmth away and I had an sudden urge to pull her back in my embrace again. She kept looking at her feet as if her feet was the most amazing thing in the world. For me it was the second most amazing feature, but her eyes was the window to her soul and I found myself waiting for it to look at me again.

"I have seen better Sir..." The word Sir. started to bother me. I just did not want her to call me that. It was so formal and bothered the living hell out of me, for once I just wanted to be seen as a normal guy. I was glad I interrupted her quickly before she could add anything else.

" Alexander Versilief, but you can call me Alex." I said trying to not sound harsh as usual, but what stunned me was the fact that I, Alexander was trying not to be harsh with a woman. Since when did I care about what women think. If they did not like me, they could go and f*ck themselves. I can have another one with just the snap of my fingers. Women knew what they where getting into coming to me.

" O, you are Russian?" I saw the shock in her eyes while her eyes went bigger, if possible, when she asked it. As if she only realized the Russian accent now. This can only mean two things. This Angel could be as affected as I am or has something against my country.

"You don't approve?" I saw the confusion in her eyes and my smile grew as the answer I was hoping for appeared on her face.

" No, I mean yes, I was just stunned okay?" I could not help, but to be amused by her. She was trying so hard to show that she was not affected by me, but the more she tried the cuter she became and the more she started to stutter. I for once did not complain about her stuttering , because those amazing lips kept on moving and I could not wait to know how it would taste like.

" O, amore believe me you leave me stunned as well." I said with a smirk on my face looking into the windows of her soul.

Just as I wanted to pull her close and kiss the living daylights out of her the church bell rang. I was drawn away from her eyes into reality. I was in Italy and was here for a mission. There is no time for a women in my life. Women is a weak point for a mobster and every mobster knew that. To have that responsibility in your life is just to much . Plus with our mission, her life would be in danger and that I do not want. I knew I did not have a woman's company in a while, with all this stress and work, and know now that I really should get laid more often, but Angel face is certainly not going to do. She is to innocent for a one night stand and getting a commitment will not be from this guy.

I quickly stepped back from her gaze and turned around walking away . After a last glance over my shoulder I saw the confusion in her eyes where she stood. Hugging herself looking at me, but I knew I had to keep on walking or else she would be a one night stand and she does not deserve that. Walking away I realized I did not even ask her name. Maybe that is a good thing. Now I know I would not be able to search for her again.

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