Alexander (Discontinued)

-4-

I hadn't decided to change POV's in this book but the story of Evelyn was going quite boring and I wanted some action in this book. So I decided to write a chapter from Alexander's POV. I worked really hard on this chapter, the dark point of view of Alexander even intimidated me lol. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I loved writing it. Please vote and share your thoughts over this chapter. Thank you.

Alexander's POV:

The very first memory that I had of my childhood was my mother being violated by my father. How can an innocent child forget violence so easily? That memory gave me nightmares for years till I joined this mafia and was forced to learn that violence is an inevitable part of life.

They trained me to kill, to fight and to be vicious and intimidating. Ever since I have joined this mafia, there is no part left in me that provisions kindness, mercy or forgiveness. Sometimes I foresee my future, and I see myself become the leader of the mafia, to have power over people, to be feared among the society, to become merciless and vicious.

But the only thing that stops me is the memory of my mother, how she wished that her son grows up to be a successful businessman, bring home a beautiful wife and give her grandchildren.

But marriage and children were the last thing on my mind. With the life that I am living, I don't want to trouble any woman to be a part of this life and I don't want to raise anymore merciless children, who roam around the streets killing, raping and drug dealing.

These thoughts belonged to the oblivious part of my heart that I barely interacted with because it drove me crazy. It made me hate myself for what I am.

I shoved the thoughts aside as Louis stepped into my office, looking apprehensive. The dick had done something serious again, I could tell by the look on his face.

"For fucks sake Louis, can you please come to my office with accomplishment written all over your face? I am tired up of this look that you give me, bicker what happened?" I barked, my hands clenching the corner of my table as I leaned over it.

"The Heroin deal, Justin killed the dealer" He susurrated, noticeably looking petrified, "The party isn't signing the contract now, and they say that they want the Heroin back that has been transported to America"

"Fuck this", I bellowed, smacking my hands against the wooden table, wiping the things off the table viciously. Everything fell to the floor with a thrash, making Louis flinch as he shook with fear. These were the moments when the anger got the best of me and I had no control over myself.

"S-sir", He muttered and took a step forward to keep me from doing any more damage, but I raised my hand to halt him in his tracks, preventing him from entering the lion's den. My den.

"Bring Justin to my office immediately" I sneered and as soon as he heard the command he went scurrying off to get Justin for me. Someone was needed to be dealt with.

Justin arrived a minute later, confidently he stepped into my office, in an arrogant walk. How dare he? I gritted my teeth so hard that my jaw hurt. This devil knew that I couldn't kill him, no matter what he did.

"You called me?" He said in a monotone, as he kept his head high and his body postured in an arrogant way. And I wanted to kill him for even standing in front of me like that let alone he threw my business deal into a ditch.

"Don't Justin. I'm warning you. I can't kill you, but beating the living shit out of you is like killing a mosquito with my hand. So think before you act"

He smiled at me. Fucking smiled and cocked his head to the side that I so badly wanted to break.

"Get to the point, Alex. I don't have the entire day" He smirked.

I laughed when I finally knew his intentions, he wanted me to break him, to kill him, so he could get out of this and so that I will be accused of his death.

"Well then good for you busy man, I can give you some spare time to rest, with nothing to do but play with yourself. You can have a lovely holiday you know, and if you want I can invite your daughter over, so that both of you, father and daughter can rot in jail"

His smile faltered and I smirked, "What happened now, Justin? Where did all your confidence go? Cat got your tongue?"

"Do.not.bring.my.daughter.into.this" He seethed

"Explain to me what happened at the port" I asked dryly, ignoring his command that I considered a sa request.

"The man as being a dickhead to me, so I just had to kill him", He said, shrugging like it was the most normal thing ever.

"Kill him and put our 13 million Dollars on stake!" I screamed at him, this time accomplishing in making him flinch. "Would you pay that money, you idiot!"

"He tempered me!" He fired back.

"I would rather die than assist you in this project. I cannot kill innocent men", I mimicked him. "Was that only an act in front of your daughter to let her know that you aren't like us?" I seethed. "But you are worse than any man in this mafia!"

I couldn't control my temper anymore, this man was getting on my nerves and I knew that if he would stay here for a single more second I would end up killing him. So I slammed the security button, more harshly than I intended to, and within a second two guards came barging in, armed and their guns raised.

"Take him to the Cells and lock him up for two weeks. He won't be given food two times but one time a day and make it only a single glass of water for 24 hours" I said calmly to the guards, and without asking me a single question they grabbed Justin by his arm to take him to the jail.

"Wait", I stopped them and Justin who was now held tightly by both men, looked up at me expectantly, anticipating that I would forgive him. But mercy was the last word in my dictionary.

"After your trial is finished we are going to meet your daughter, all the way back to England after four years. She must be a teenager now, wont she?" I smirked and he looked at me disgustedly, with his eyes laced with pure hatred.

"And yeah" I continued, "It's not because I pity you, it's because I pity that girl to have a father like you, and that might be your last meeting. So, spend your time in jail contemplating what you are going to say to your daughter as a farewell"

"Fuck you", He sneered at me, trying to push past the guards and lunge himself at me, but the guards held him back and I smirked.

"Take him away" I murmured.

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