FATES WILL

CHAPTER 2: troubles

Alessandros POV;

"You're telling me you LOST her. Are you fu**ing kidding me. Double your training when you go back. Now LEAVE!" I slumped hard on my office chair. Frustrated is not even close to how I'm feeling right now.

My little sister Andrea may not have much skills, but she is definetly a pro when it comes to losing her bodyguards, and she seems to love doing it too.

"Can't she understand how dangerous it is out there, especially with our family being in the mafia. questo mi sta facendo impazzire ( this is driving me crazy)". I stated to James, my best friend and right hand.

"Chill out dude, she'll be fine. Our enemies can't recognize her face, and its not like she can't look after herself." James chuckled before putting on a more serious look. "But there are things you do have to worry about. The latest shipment we were supposed to get by today was delayed. Many of our men at the site were injured too. It seems to be the work of the Russians".

"The Russians huh!" I ran a hand through my already messy jet black hair. Narrowing my eyes, I let my fingers tap slowly on my desk, a habit I got from my dad. "I never did like the Russians." I muttered to James through gritted teeth.

The Russian mafia was known to traffic females and children. Even in this business, such disgusting acts are looked down on. This is why I respect the American mafia, despite them being our rival. The Torsneys conduct their business similar to ours, without such cowardice acts.

"Send more men to help out with the shipment. It seems I'll have to have a word with Dimitri on why his men are interrupting my shipments!" I ordered James while leaving my office doors. "Yes, boss."

I heard James shout a reply, while I made my way to my personal elevator to exit the 15 floor sky-scraper. Of course, most in the mafia has legitimate businesses to cover for our underground work. My real estate business is quite wide spread, with branches around the world. Our family resides here in New York since my mother seems to prefer it.

Another reason why Andrea should let bodyguards follow her. The American mafia is situated in New York as well, with quite a wide influence in all nearby states.

"Ding". I got out of the elevator made my way to my Mansory Vivere Bugatti Veyron, while accepting the greetings from my normal employees. I guess I could make a trip home today. It has been quite long since I last saw my family.