alessandra [#1]

thinking of better days.

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When the great Albanian leader woke up he was in a dark, dank basement with his hands and feet bound to a chair tightly. A piece of gray duct tape held his lips together as he tried to yell out. The last thing Anesti Peja remembered was being in his private jet waiting to take off back to Albania. Suddenly he noticed a figure, a female one. Anesti quickly realized who that was. Alessandra Trevino.

"Lookie who's awake," Alessandra stated without turning around to face Anesti. She sighed heavily whilst holding a steak knife in one of her hands. She finally turned around and walked towards Anesti and pulled off the duct tape.

"What the hell are you doing little girl? I thought we had a deal." Putting the knife to her chin pensively with a fake pout on her face she looked at Anesti for a second.

"That's what I thought too, Anesti. But that was before I figured out what you did. Does the name Killian Kilorov ring a bell?" Anesti's face went a scary ghost white as he figured out that she knew.

"I-I've never heard of that n-name before Ms. Trevino." Alessandra laughed and walked behind Anesti and slapped her warm hands on his shoulders.

"You know Anesti, I never wanted to rule my father's business by fear or intimidation. I wanted to maybe even turn it legitimate. But within the first couple months of my reign, I've weeded out a rat and a coward. Look Anesti you can either tell me anything more that you've done to corrupt me or my business or I can give you a long and painful death." A disgusting smirk grew on Anesti's face.

"Shko në kurvë dreq." He spit on Anna's shoes as Alessandra sighed and shook her head. (Translation: Go to hell bitch)

"Anesti marrëzi." A tsk tsk sound came from Anna's mouth as she wagged her finger disapprovingly at Anesti. She walked slowly to the side of his head and grabbed his hair pushing his head forcefully to the other side. "Unë jam tashmë atje." He grunted in discomfort before Alessandra let him go and wiped her hands. (Translation: Foolish Anesti/I'm already there). "You don't want to talk to me? Then you can talk to my friends."

Out of the darkness of the basement emerged three normal statured men. They held bags and ponchos. Each of them had gas masks on concealing their identities.

"You know the Jeophry Strange Brothers yes?" Anesti's face went to one of terrified as he knew the Jeophry Strange Brothers could make absolutely anyone talk and answer their questions. "Well, now you're in their care. Ciao Anesti." Alessandra gathered her things then began to walk up the basement steps ignoring Anesti's screams for her to come back.

Getting in her car, Alessandra left the abandoned building that resided next to a dock. She put her things on the passenger side seat and sped home at an illegal speed.

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Alessandra walked into the new house she and Rocco shared but it appeared that he wasn't home. Throwing her keys in the bowl on the side table Alessandra proceeded to take her coat off and place it on the coat hanger.

She rubbed her makeup-less face harshly and walked to her bar. Not bothering with a glass, Alessandra took a large swig out of the tequila bottle. Her right hand landed on the corkscrew bottle opener while her left hand held the tequila bottle. Gulping down the rest of the tequila she sighed