The Mafia's Lost Fallen Angel

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ALISHA'S POV

As soon as my men burst into the room gunshots and screams were heard. I quickly ran down the stairs and shot one of the Russian men trying to get out.  I shot every motherfucker I saw. Their second in command is a fucking coward. While the men fought to protect his ass he stayed at a far corner surrounded by guards. As I was shooting the Russians my gun ran out of bullets. I quickly got a knife out and slit his throat. Taking out two other guns I went to the guards that were surrounding him and started killing them one by one. Before this started I had my tech guy Greyson mess up the signal so none of them could call for backup or inform their leader as after this massacre was over we would be heading to the leader and every single fucking one of these scums left.

The guards quickly reacted and started shooting at me as I grabbed one of the dudes I killed and held him in front of me as a human shield as I shot at the few remaining. As I killed all of them both of my guns ran out of bullets. Oh well, I guess we will have to deal with this the old way.  I dropped the body down and went straight to the old asshole. I smirked and punched him in the face. Man that felt good. He got up and tried to punch me. Keyword TRIED. I grabbed his hand and flipped him over. The motherfucker was heavy. He groaned and got up still trying. I soooo want to kill him but I also need information from this shit. I rolled my eyes, and punched his face, smiling like a maniac as I heard the satisfying crunch of his nose. Punching him one more time in his ribs he screamed and fell to his knees as I am sure I broke a few ribs. I put the bitch in a chokehold and knocked his ass out.

I saw around and the ballroom was filled with bodies and blood. My brothers were next to my men all looking at me with adoration, proudness and I think fear. Damn right they should, I'm a scary bitch. I motioned for two of my men to come and grab the heavy motherfucker as I went towards the door.  I saw my brothers following me but I didn't react. I went to my car and turned to face them.

"What." I said and all of them suddenly turned a bit nervous?

"Can we come with you please? We need to see that fucker die." Said Dante.

I thought about it for a minute. Can I trust them? I really don't know. They had 15 years of time to find me. They fucking left me at an adoption center and no one knows what happened these past 15 years except Me. I have always been alone. I handle things alone. I don't need anyone.

"Ok. I am only doing this for my own interest. As you Xavier are the Don of the Italian Mafia I would require some of you men for when we kill the rest of the Russian mafia. After that, we will see what happens but I believe we will go our separate ways." I said coldly as they looked a bit disappointed but still nodded in agreement.

I got in my car and as I start it the doors open and I see Xavier sitting next to me and the 4 others squeezing in the back.

"Wait, don't you guys have your own car ?" They all looked at each other and nodded sheepishly. I know they are doing this to stay close to me and I know that they are passing the line a little but I still start driving and head to the warehouse.

I turned the music up and opened my window as I laid back and drove with ease. This shit relaxes me a lot. The boys in the back started speaking with each other and vibing. Bruh they got comfortable real quick. Oh well. Xavier was just staring at me, observing me but I just ignored him. You know, before all this shit he was my favorite brother. I always loved playing with him. With my Xavi, with my bubba. That girl broke during these 15 years, waiting for her Bubba to save her. But he never did. OK ENOUGH OF THE SAPPY SHIT. Like I said before I am and will always be the strongest person I know. If anyone would have been not even half the things I have been through these 15 years they wouldn't be alive. Anyways after what was a 50-minute drive, I turned into a 35-minute one and we arrived at the warehouse.