Matteo's POV:
I opened my eyes and the sun was shining brightly thru the big windows.
I rubbed my eyes for a few moments and took in my surroundings.
I remembered last night... With her.
I still couldn't believe that really happened. I don't know what's happening with us but right now I won't even question it.
I looked beside me to see her laying against me, sleeping soundly. Her black hair was sprawled on my chest and her lips were slightly parted, looking more delicious than ever.
I slowly got up, took a showery, washed my teeth and got dressed in one of my suits.
When I exited the room she was still sleeping and I let her be.
Outside were Marcus, Antonio, Lucas, Kelsey and Sarah waiting for me.
"What's up?" I asked, looking at all of them and their formal clothes.
Marcus rolled his eyes: "We have that stupid meeting with Leoniv and he will tell you what happened and how things are." Marcus said and I could tell he's anxious.
"Marcus, don't worry, I have everything under control. That little bitch that Leoniv is will later beg me for mercy. Right now I just need to play like I'm his bitch and later... He will go down. No one messes with me and gets a pass." I said to all of them and each one of them nodded, agreeing with me.
We made our way towards Leoniv and he let us in his business room to "discuss things".
I took a seat in front of his desk and the rest of them were standing beside me and behind me.
Leoniv had five of his men inside with us. He was scared we were going to try something and honestly I wasn't that dumb to do anything on his territory without my mafia with me.
"Leoniv let's get to business, what's the problem?" I asked.
He lit a cigare and leaned in his seat: "Well Matteo as you know I'm probably going to war with those scumbags Italians. They steal my shipments and deals, they kill my men and they go around talking lies about my mafia and me. I have a lot of allies of course but you and your mafia are very influenced in America. Ivan Kalem is a little fish if I compare him to you." He started talking, stating the facts.
I chuckled: "Don't even compare me to him." I commented.
He chuckled as well and the kept explaining: "Well the point is... I'm Russian and I have a lot of sources for wars with them and frankly I probably wouldn't need anyone's help but... If Italians have you... One of biggest mafia in America, I don't think I could win." He said.
I shook my head in annoyance: "That's why I sent Marcus, to reassure you we are on your side. And you could easily talk with one of my men who work here with you. You have like three of them at all times. I sent Marcus just so you can be sure that we are at good terms." I said.
"Yes, but Marcus then said that he can't give me his promise that you won't go to Italians. And I couldn't risk that." He said while leaning on desk with his elbows.
"Leoniv.. you made a mess out of nothing. I know what you want. You want more weapons from me. Why would I give them to you?" I asked already knowing everything because Marcus told me.
"Because you're on my territory. I want you to call your suppliers and tell them right here, right now that I want a deal with them." He said smiling.
After some taking I agreed because I promised I would. Later I would completely join the Italians and kill that motherfucker because he threatened me and gave me ultimatums. He should have known better than to trust me after doing stuff like that.
We agreed on how many shipments he wanted and he said we can be on our way today.
I arranged a jet for us to go back to America in two hours.
I got back to my room and saw that Karla wasn't there anymore. The bed was neatly intact.
I wondered where she went but I figured she wanted some alone time.
I knew what Adrian did to her... Well I knew enough. After we get out of Russia I planned his death. One of my men will kill him while torturing him and I will get that on a video tape.
I was so mad that I wasn't there to prevent it but I was glad that nothing escalated more.
After an hour I decided that I will search for her because she's going home with me.
I searched her room but she wasn't there. Then I went to Ivan's room.
I didn't even knock I just barged in.
Ivan was sitting at the desk and Karla was behind him, head low.
I didn't even look at Ivan.
"Karla, c'mon, we're going." I said and looked at her.
Ivan chuckled from his seat and it took everything in me not to comment or do anything.
"Karla! Please, let's go." I said, pleading with my eyes so that I don't have to drag her out.
"She's not going anywhere with you, boy. She is my daughter. She has some unfinished business with me and frankly she is underage so I am her legal guardian." He said all smugly.
This time I did answer: "Ivan.. You can't be anything 'legal'. If you really care for her than you will let me take her without hurting you in the process." I said and crossed my arms.
Karla was still in the corner, not saying anything.
"That's the thing, I don't care for her but we- Mafia's, we're all about blood. And she's my blood. So she's stuck with me." He said, completely ignoring my comment that I will take her one way or the other.
I rolled my eyes but quickly strolled towards her and took her hand in mine.
She grabbed my hand tightly and I knew she wanted to go with me.
"Ivan... See you sometime soon. I will be expecting you." I said to him while grinning.
He couldn't do anything because my men were all behind the door and he knew it.
I could tell he was mad about this but he had to do what I said.
I exited the room and as soon Karla was out, Kelsey attacked her with a big hug.
"You bitch! Why the hell wouldn't you tell me you were running away, I would go with you. We could be partners in crime!" Kelsey said, glaring at her.
Karla laughed and I stared at the beauty that her laugh is.
Marcus nudged me and when I looked at him quizzically he just laughed and said something under his breath that I didn't care enough to catch on to.
Then we made our way to the cars and to the jet and my heart was at peace. I had Karla with me and I had my best friend Marcus back with me.
Everything seemed good... Maybe even too good.

ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Two Broken Hearts
RomantizmKarla Kalem was a little girl growing up in a small country Croatia. She had a great life. A best friend with who she hang out every day. Soon the little girl started developing feelings for a boy who stormed out of her life as quickly as he came. H...