Alex scoffed as he looked at the men all laid on the ground in their pools of blood. In a wave of intense anger, he walked away heading towards his car parked just close to the bar.
"Just what the hell was his brother thinking?" He asked himself in his enraged state, engaging his car into more speed than before heading towards his house.
He wouldn't kill his brother for messing around with him, but he felt like it was time to teach him a little lesson just enough to make him remember never to mess around with him. If he was gonna leave for good, he needed to at least show his brother he wasn't a weakling like him.
Immediately he parked his car properly, Alex got down and headed towards his room. As he got there, he took off his cloth and tied a towel around his waist. He walked further towards the mirror hung on the wall of his room and began glaring at himself. Alex was everything like his father, mostly in appearance and it was something he hated so much. Even though he felt he was included in the family, the only thing that would point as a piece of evidence was a portrait alongside his father hung in his room. He hated everything to his blood but had to carry on just because of his mother's words.
The look on his face immediately changed into an angry one, as he recalled MJ_ His Contracted Woman _. A popular singer whom he had somehow managed to entice, but cared less about her. A six-month contract which they both signed but recently, he had noticed she was beginning to fall so deeply in love with him. He didn't care about it simply because he would terminate the contract immediately if she ever demands him to love her back, as she knows he isn't in for love or affection.
Loving a woman to Alex just felt like a death wish, and being treated like an illegitimate child when he was way too little, actually had negative impacts on him too.
As he continued glaring at himself, he stripped himself of his towel tied around his waist, and finally, he walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
After a long and refreshing bath and putting on his oversized black nightwear, he walked towards his counter, grabbing a bottle of his averagely strong vodka and a glass ...he also walked towards his cupboard just beside the huge TV, opened it and grabbed a cigarette together with a lighter close to it. He later walked over to his couch and relaxed pouring a little quantity into the glass.
He smirked and crossed his legs putting them on the glass table close to him for proper comfort laying his back properly on the long white sofa. Then he grabbed his phone close to him on the sofa waiting for the exact moment to make his call.
When Tony arrived at the residence of another boss Mafia from a well-known Mafia family, two hefty strong men in black outfits got down from the back seat and hurriedly ran towards the other side to open up the door for him.
This was his father's worst enemy, the Palermo family, and just like the civella, they were just as strong. Antonio Palermo, the mafia boss was sitting inside awaiting his visitor's presence as he kept on grinning foolishly with his cigarette stuck to his left-hand smoking aggressively. Just like Tony, he was also a fool.
Immediately Tony got out of his car, he moved just a little, but then suddenly three gunshots were heard from afar all aimed at his car. This made Tony freeze as he instantly hid behind one of his men.
"What the hell? He mumbled and immediately more gunshots were heard again, all aimed towards his car shattering the glasses into pieces with everyone taking shelter.
After a while, it was all over. Everywhere became silent for just a little while and immediately Tony's phone started ringing with an unknown caller ID.
At first, the caller scoffed and then chuckled before speaking up.
"You got my surprise package right? That's for messing around with me, you must be a fool considering the novices you sent after me, those bullets weren't meant for you, but it's just a warning. I targeted your favorite car, right? But trust me, if you dare mess with me ever again, you'll be the one taking all those bullets. It wouldn't be funny as I don't play Mr nice guy on traitors, father should never have made you boss. I'm leaving for good, and don't bother trying to find me ever again. "Alex said, with a Stern cold, and intimidating voice which matched his angry-looking face, and as he ended the call he used the lighter to lit up a cigarette before disorganizing his phone.
"Damned bastard" He cursed, stood up from his couch, and headed towards his room to get his things and flight ticket.
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"Aunt, you home? Alyssa asked pressing the bells for the second time. As the gate opened, she walked in staggering to and fro indicating her drunken state.
"Alyssa darling, what's wrong with you dear? Aunt Judy asked, she walked close to Alyssa and tried to help her, perceiving the strong odor of alcohol around her.
"You stink of alcohol Alyssa, why on earth would you drink on your first day? "
Alyssa Chuckled in a playful yet childish manner still acting all crazy.
"I'm depressed aunt, I am, I have so much going on right here" pointing to her head Alyssa replied.
"Come on, let's go in first, come take a quick bath first "
Alyssa got into the bathtub filled with warm soapy water, her long black hair had been freed from the bandage she had used in tying it up, and they fell backward cuddling her skin.
She had a few months of her life to live and began regretting stressing herself so much with growing her company. If she had known far earlier, she might have been able to spend years of life doing the many things she wanted and probably lived a wild life. What about her dreams to become a lady who doesn't give a damn about the opinion of others, her dream of learning how to use a gun, and how to fight and defend herself. Even as a super-rich woman, being threatened happens to her almost on daily basis.
Alyssa wasn't even sure of what she was doing, she laid motionless, faced upwards, and began releasing her body. Her two hands grasped the edge of the bathtub at first, but as she got into the water, she began letting go of her hands, and finally, she rested under the water with her eyes shut.