Mafia Queen

Chapter 6 - This means war

We approach the same warehouse as before in the matter of 10 minutes. And I though Malcom was fast! Romano jumps out the car and bolts inside leaving me in the car. I try to get out as fast as he did but I was no where near as fast as he was. I try to keep up the best I could and then finally we stop. We run into his office where a tall man was standing. He looks in his late 50's. It was noticeable he was strong because his body looks healthy and very strong. "Dad" "son" it was clear they have tension between them. "What the fuck do you want?" "That is no way to talk to your father!" Romano takes a deep breath and says "are you going to answer my damn question or keep wasting my time?" "I need this little lady out of this room!" "Why?" "Just do as you're damn well told to, boy!" He walks me out of the room to someone that must work for him. "I need you to look after her!" "Yes sir" he walks off, leaving me with this stranger. "Hello, my name is Tyler, what's yours?" "My name is Alexis." "Pretty name for a pretty girl!" I pierce my eyes to his to ensure he knows to never flirt with me again. Romano walks out with a very angry and annoyed look on his face. His eyes pierce mine as he says. "Get in the car." "What's wrong?" "Get in the car." He repeats in monotone. "But what's wrong?" "Fucking hell Alexis! Get in the fucking car!" I pierce my eyes to his again but he just does it back to me that sends chills down my spine. I get up from the seat I was sitting at and slowly walk towards the car. "Move your damn ass Alexis!" I stop and start to twerk and as I finish I start laughing. "Fucking hell!" He storms towards me and throws me over his shoulder. I punch his back but it doesn't seem to bother him. He gently puts me in the car then runs around to his seat and once again, roars down the driveway onto the street. "What the hell is wrong with you?" "Don't you fucking talk to me like that!" I roll my eyes. "I'll talk to you however I fucking want to! You're the one who kidnapped me! You're the one who won't let me go home! And you're the one who has treated me like shit ever since I got here, so no, I won't talk to you with respect because you have done nothing to deserve it!" "Do you know who the fuck I am?!" "I couldn't care less about who the fuck you are! You can't treat people like you are me!" "I can treat whoever I like, whatever I like!" "No you can't!" "I'm the leader of the Gold Warrior Italian mafia and you're trying to tell me what I can't and can't do?!" I do admit that caught me off guard but I still stand by what I said. "That's why you were so angry! You found out my stupid fucking step dad was the leader of another mafia! I know you know I have nothing to do with any of that shit and I hate him for everything he has done!" His phone starts buzzing again. "What the fuck is it this time?" "Oh for fuck sake!" He turns the car around straight away and speeds back to the warehouse. As we get to the warehouse again we did the same thing as before, sprint to his office. This time a different man was standing in the office with a laptop. "What is this?" The man didn't answer but played the video. It was of me! "This video is to prove she isn't a part of the other mafia which I know is what you were thinking!" It of a video of my step dad throwing me against the walls that night! Did he record it?! Was he proud of it? How did they get this? "What is this?" I say confused. "Your step father recorded it that night, I'm not sure of the reason really, but we hacked into his laptop and found this video. "Why" I ask as in, why do they want to prove my innocence. We know our boss and as soon as he found out that your step father was the leader of another mafia, he would have thought you were here for them so we wanted to prove you weren't as soon as we could. "Wow! Thank you!" Romano repeats the video observing every slash my step father gave to me. He saw me trying to fight back but my step father was too strong. He saw how much the present from my father meant to me, he saw me in my most broken state. I press pause of the laptop as he replayed it again because I didn't want anyone to see myself like that again. It just reminds me of how weak I am. Romano's fist clench every time he sees my step dad strike me. I see the anger rise within him and I see that his blood is boiling. I look to him and he looks back at me. I had tears in my eyes but I blink them back. "This means war!" He muttered under his breath. I look to the laptop to see it paused with me hitting the wall again. I remember every word he said that night and every other night he has done something like that. "You need to learn to fight!" "Why?" "Because you're mine to hurt!" He used to say. I know how to fight, very well actually, but he always knew what I was going to do, that's why I never stood a chance against him. "You need to learn how to fight" Romano said. Fear flooded through my body and made my breathing heavier and my head feel light and faint. I feel my eyes start to roll to the back of my head as my legs give way. I am stronger than this! "Alexis?" I hear Romano yell. I sat up "Yes I'm sorry, just a bad memory!" "That wasn't a damn memory! The memory probably set it off but how long ago did you eat?!" Shit... I haven't eaten for a while. "Umm, Saturday?" "That was 4 fucking days ago!" "Sorry! I just forgot!" "Shit Alexis!" He leads me out of the room and to the car. He once again roars down the driveway back home. "What do you want to eat?" "I don't mind." "Answer the damn question I don't have time for this!" "Okay okay! Let's get pizza and I'll order it, which one do you like?" "I'm not hungry." "You haven't eaten all day either!" "I'll have whatever you're having" "good!" After I order the pizza I run as fast as I can upstairs to get changed into my pyjamas and socks which was perfect timing cause the pizza was now here. I get the pizza and we sit and eat it on the couch. "Why are you in your pyjamas? It's 1:00 in the afternoon!" "It's a tradition that every time I get pizza, I eat it in my pyjamas!" He rolls his eyes with a small smile on his face. I smile and eat the pizza. We talk for a while about everything and nothing until it was 2:00. He wasn't technically off work so we couldn't talk for longer but it was enough to get to know each other better. "I have to go now." "Wait! What's your name?" "Why should I tell you?" "You know everything about me! Shouldn't I know something about you?" "Luca, my name is Luca" I smile "nice name Luca!" "Don't say my name around others and don't tell anyone!" "Yes sir!" He rolls his eyes again. "I have to figure what to do about your step father so stay here." "Can't I come with you?" "And do what?" "Help you decided?" " I don't need help deciding if I want someone dead or not." "What can I do here then?" "Watch a movie, read a book, paint you nails? I don't care but you can't come." I immediately put on a grumpy look which, of course, was childish, but I can't help it. People respond to not having a very good childhood in different ways, my way was to make up for my child hood in my teen years whereas others never even got a taste for it and never knew what they were missing out on so they just grew up really quickly. I did get some years of a good childhood and that is why I want to make up for it. It's me, it's my personality, and I'm not changing it for anyone. I walk away and leave him standing by himself in the middle of the room before he turned and walked out the door.

Hey guys! I hope you're enjoying this book. If not then I'm sorry I'm a shit writer 😂. I hope you keep reading! See ya ❤️