ALEX Manchester was different…Manchester was blissful…The air in Manchester was very clear; till I could feel it suffocate me. But then I knew one day, I would put an end to all of this. I was living the life that I wanted here. Away from Blake and his Cartel, his mob and the killers and the snare and everything. I had used the money I had to start up something and I would be going back to hockey soon. It was what gave me utmost confidence. And I wouldn’t toss it away. She still didn’t want to have anything to do with me. I took it upon myself to stalk her in a healthy manner. I was there when she left for work and I was there when she was back. It was one thing that gave me joy, it gave me this push. I knew that one day, she would hear me out and would forgive me. I made a conscious effort to respect her space. It was hard to process that fact and I wanted to give her time but then one day, I would make sure I walk up to her again. Everyday, I couldn’t deny the pull she had o
Sofia’s POVIt was my wedding day.I looked in the mirror, my eyes trailing down the seam of my long white dress that was probably more expensive than half of the attires in my closet. The dress was gifted to me by my fiancé's father, whom I never met. In fact, I was just knowing his name today when my step father gave me the dress and revealed to me the family I was getting married to. The family of Blake Crow of the Crow Cartel, the most brutal mob in this part of the world.But I wasn’t going to marry him, I knew that for sure. I had my whole life ahead of me and I would be damned if I allowed my stepfather, who has treated me badly ever since our mother died, to spoil my life right when I was in the middle of a murder investigation. My mother and father were killed at the same spot in New York City, which was ruled as an awful coincidence even though the last time I ever saw them together was the day that they got divorced when my twin sister and I were 12 years old.When they tol
Alex’s POVI took the last sip of the shots in front of me, closing my eyes as I welcomed the burning sensation in my throat as it went down my system. I was through a bottle of bourbon and three shot cups and just like that, I was ready for the day. I was going to walk down the aisle today and get married to the lady I had never met because I wanted my father to finally step down from his throne as the Crow Cartel king and give it to me. I wasn’t the one that was supposed to inherit it when my father stepped down. It was supposed to be my brother and now that he was dead, I was next in line.Ever since I was a kid, I had always wanted it, and for most of my life I thought I was never going to get it. Now, it was happening for me and I was celebrating with alcohol, my best friend since before I was of age. All it took for my father to agree to give me the crown as the king was to get a fiancée and get married with a two weeks deadline. It wasn’t a problem because I had a lot of women
Alex’s POVThe strobe lights flashing in front of me made me squint as I arrived at the nightclub, which seemed to be a popular hotspot in New York. I opened the door and got down, my eyes getting used to the lights before I looked in. It took me less than a day to find out everything about Sofia Griffin, the girl that ran away from my wedding. I had everything memorized, from her childhood friends to her favorite color. I just needed to find her now. I put on my shades to cover my blood shot eyes because I had a lot to drink before I got on the flight from Sicily to here, and I was feeling sick but I wasn’t going back to my hotel before I met her.I found out why she had ran away. She was in the middle of a murder investigation about her parents, so I chose to go through that route. I was going to be the friend she needed here, and then I was going to completely destroy her from within before I killed her. I wished I had something better to do but I didn't. I wasn’t going to get what
ALEXI don't think I've ever been this happy before, well, I have, until that woman ran away.Nevertheless, I was filled with excitement and anticipation after pitching my father's security company to Sofia which I knew she wouldn't refuse. Not after I had made a strong impression by offering her a discount, I couldn't help but feel confident about the potential partnership which was certainly going to lead to her to her death. With my business card in her possession, I eagerly awaited her call, hoping that it would bring good news.I had never felt the need for revenge the way I did now. I wanted to crush that bitch in my hands, but before killing her, I wanted her to beg for mercy, beg so much. I wouldn't listen, I would slowly kill her, that was my plan. With the way things were, and how desperate she was speaking the other night at the bar, I was certain she would turn up anytime.In the meantime, I decided to pay a visit to the security company, I've been here twice as a child. A
ALEXIt seemed so hard, harder than I ever thought.I was seated in the office of the head of security, surrounded by stacks of paperwork and a never-ending stream of emails and messages. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, and tired of doing all this. And what was I trying to do? I was trying to multiply the profits of my father's security company and that was proving to be more challenging than I had anticipated. It seemed like every day brought a new set of obstacles and demands that required my immediate attention and it was making me feel so stressed.The responsibility of running a business was weighing heavily on my shoulders. I have never thought I'd be so overwhelmed like this, it seemed I didn't think this through before taking up the role. For the mob, I had always known that taking over something as big as that would be a significant undertaking, but I never imagined this security company, so little, would consume every waking moment of my life. The pressure to succeed a
ALEXMy back ached from sitting on the chair for that long. It was time to quit. I had worked for almost twelve hours. Sifting through documents, signing papers and crosschecking files. It wasn't my thing but there wasn't much of a choice. I hated the fact that I had to resort to the oddest situations anytime I got into a mess. I wanted to lead the mob, but here I was, sitting down like a clerk working in one of the lowest cover companies of my father. Anyone who heard my story would laugh, it would be a bigger joke when they'd realize my brother made it and I didn't. The task was to marry a girl, and I failed. I wished I could have taken one of the girls that went crazy for me and made an arrangement. I would have been the king now, not sitting here, typing and sulking at my unfulfilled life.I packed my things up, and stood up to get ready. It was my first day and I was already exhausted for the whole month. If I could I never wanted to come back there anymore. But I had to prove my
SOFIAI have been stuck since I woke up. My head and neck seemed to have disagreed on something and decided to turn their backs on eachother. I was scared to move, as doing so could break any of my precious bones. I didn't come to New York to kill myself, and I wasn't going to let myself die of a broken neck. My hair was scattered all over and my bangs were almost in my eye. This was a fatal position. I was a bit twisted and the amount of pain I was in made me feel like I had dislocated my neck while sleeping. As I tried to endure the position, it felt like my headache was getting worse. It'd been ten minutes and there was still no improvement. Just intense pain, constant blinking to avoid my hair getting in my eyes and a sore back from the stupid position I was in. I needed to put on a little fight with myself.I tried moving a little. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath. The pain was intense. It was extreme. After what seemed like an unbearable amount of time, my body summoned courage.