Johnny 1

Chapter 1

Johnny’s POV

I was driving home after a business deal went wrong. I'm pissed off and mad at the little fica {Cunt} who betrayed me. If there is one thing I can’t stand, it’s a rat. When I get my hands on him, he is going to wish he was dead. Just my luck, it started to rain, big, hard drops falling from the night sky. As I turned onto the next street, all the streetlights were off. Great, even better.  The only light visible was my car's lights.

"Fanculo la mia vita"! {Fuck my life}. It started to rain heavier now that I couldn't see anything in front of me, so I pulled over, opened the window slightly and lit a cigarette. Could this night get any worse? I thought. My thoughts were interrupted when I saw a van pull into the alley. I slowly got out of my car to inspect who it was. I have a lot of enemies and maybe someone followed me. I started walking towards the alley where I saw the van pulled in when I heard someone scream.

"Nooo! Please someone help!" It sounded like a girl, but I'm not sure since it was raining hard, making sure my gun is on my waistband. I started walking faster towards the alley. Looking down, I see a girl surrounded by men in suites down the alley. The girl was struggling to get a way from them; she was kicking them, but it didn’t change much.

Tough one. I thought as I watched her trying to take them on. I continued to walk until I was behind the men. The girl hasn't noticed me yet; I'm too busy kicking at the guy who tries to get closer to her. "Piscio di vio stronzi!" {Piss off, you fuckers} she screams at them as soon as they try to get close.

I'm impressed by this girl’s fighting spirit; even though the men are two times bigger than herself, she still tries to put up a fight.

"Ahem". I cleared my throat, grabbing their attention as they turned towards me. "Now, boys, you had your fun, but as you can see, she's not interested in going anywhere with you." I said

"Who are you to tell us we have enough?" One of the men asked me. "The boss wants her; now if you don’t want to lose your life, I suggest you leave.” Another one said he was walking closer to me with two of his friends following him. I pulled my gun out and shot the first one in his leg. He went down with a scream.

"Kill this motherfucker!" He shouts at the others. They ran towards me; one tried sending me a punch, but I grabbed his wrist and gave it a twist as he groaned loudly. "Suka!" {Bitch}. He yelled at me in Russian. I understood it because I had dealt with the Russian mafia. I twisted his arm again, hearing a cracking sound, breaking his hand. I started to beat the other one to a pulp as he fell to the ground, bleeding. When I looked back up to where the girl was, one of the others was busy dragging her towards the other side of the alley.

I start to walk towards the guy and say, "That’s no way to treat a lady; didn’t your parents teach you any manners?" I shot him in the head.

I went over to where the girl was lying, her body shaking and soaked. She looked at me with fear written all over her face. "Please, don’t take me back.” She pleaded.

"I'm not going to hurt you." I told her softly. She looked at me, trying to speak, but before she got anything out, she fainted. I picked her up and walked back to my car. Opening the back door, I gently lay her down and close the door. I take my phone and dial Stefano, my right-hand man.

"Send someone to this address and have them clean up the mess. I will explain everything once I get home and call Samuele and tell him to go to my house." I ended the call before he could ask any questions.

You seriously had to put her in your car? She's trouble.

Ignoring my thoughts, I took her to my house.