Death

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Alejandro p.o.v.
I wiped the blood off my hand, stepping over the dead bodies. "Clean this" I told Milan referring to the mess that laid on the floor.

These fuckers wasted an hour of my time. Motherfucking traitors.

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I pushed the silver doors of the basement open and walked up the stairs.

"Ale" Owen ran to my side immediately as the door opened.

"Little man" I scooped him up in my arms. "You good" I tickled his side.

"Hmm" he nodded. "Damien is here"

"Thanks for telling me" I said placing him back on his feet. He giggled before running off somewhere.

"We have problem" Damien met me at the door.

"What kind?" I crossed my arm over my chest.

"Angelo. He's being a cazzaro" Damien muttered.

I sighed while rolling my eyes "What he do now?"

"I can't work with him" Damien declared. "He's stupid and have tough head"

I urged him to continue.

"He kill without second thought" Damien ranted. That sounds exactly like him. "He threatened Julio life"

Julio is one of the most feared mafia leaders, well except for my family, the De'Lucas, Nitti, Bufalino  and Carminati.

"And what did you do?" I ask.

"I slapped him across the head and ask if he was stupid" Damien said.

"Angelo is free spirited. He does and say anything" I informed. "Don't worry he'll be fine"

"He's stupid" Damien muttered and I chuckled.

"Ale" My mother called.

I rushed to the kitchen to see her making breakfast, Sofía standing at her side.

Sofía is my neighbour and a complete puta. I can speak both Italian and Spanish. Yes, back to what I was saying. Sofia throws herself at every guy, me included. I have fucked her a few times, I'm not gonna lie, but she's definitely, completely not my type.

"Sofía why are you here?" I ask.

"Well" She started slowing walking towards me, swaying her hips side to side. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "My car broke down and I was wondering if you could give me a ride"

I'm hoping it's to hell.

"Ale would love to" I looked behind me to see Damien leaning against the door frame. A stupid ass smirk on his face.

"Sure" I replied, glaring at Damien. You're so fucking dead.

"Great" Sofía squealed and darted out the kitchen door. Damien smiled sweetly at me while I was wishing my hands were around his throat choking him to death.

"Now now boys don't kill each other in my kitchen" Mom spoke turning around to face us.

I pointed a finger in Damien's face. "I fucking hate you" I growled and he chuckled.

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