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Alessandro's POV

What a pretty morning! I groaned, sitting up as I rubbed the sleep off my eyes.

Amelia's pantie has done a lot for the past few days since she got here. I grinned, tossing it into my drawer.

I was almost walking to the bathroom when Regina's call came in.

I smiled, picking it up. "Hey, La Rosa. What's up?"

I could imagine her biting her lower lip already. "Baby, how do you expect me to be fine without you?"

I frowned, wondering was wrong. "Are you okay?" I asked, waiting for her to speak.

"It's boring here, baby. Dad and mom are out of town and I'm stuck here with the boring maids."

I grinned, "Do you wanna come over?"

"Fuck yeah!" She replied almost immediately and I nodded.

"Can't wait, Gina. Daddy's cock is all ready for you."

She giggled before the call ended. Oh yeah, come over here already. Can't wait to fuck you, baby.

I'm just so blessed, aren't I? Having women all around me to fuck without stress.

My mind wandered to Amelia. Pretty thing with nice boobs and fucking large ass.

Just as I was about to order one of my guards to summon her down here, a knock sounded on the door.

"Come in." I said and the latter did. It was Gianni, my most trusted right hand man.

"Capo." He bowed as a sign of respect. "There's a problem."

Oh no, not this morning.

"What's that?"

"The Russo Underground Mafia just messed with our shipment."

I moved closer to him, my face reddening with rage. "You've grown so incompetent, Gianni. You couldn't handle a single task, how on earth did I chose you to oversee the shipment affairs?" I clicked my tongue in disgust, my chest heaving in anger.

"It was almost successful, Capo, until Russo's men showed up, firing in the air. They injured a few men…"

"Injured a few men?" I cut in. "Gianni, really? And you think it'd get better if you report the shit to me?"

"Capo, we killed them all."

"After they made a mess with the shipment ?"

"We…."

"You know how much those goods mean to me, don't you? Fucking speak, Gianni!" I yelled, locking on his shirt.

"C…. Capo.." he muttered, shivering. We were always on good terms but he fucking knew how angry I could get when shitty things like this happens.

"Where are the golds, Gianni?"

"T...they drowned, Capo. I..I really tried to stop…"

"Cazzo!" I gritted my teeth, burning with fury. "It drowned? You mean the 24-karat gold bars got lost in the sea?"

Oh fuck, you're dead, Gianni!

"I'm... I'm deeply sorry, Capo. It...it wasn't my fault."

His words got me more angrier and I was forced to punch him on the face. He screamed in agony, falling to the floor.

I didn't let him be, I grabbed his collars and pulled him up to look me in the face.

"Tell me whose fault is it, then?" I seethed, clenching my jaws.

"It...it was the escorts' fault, I...I warned them, Don. I warned them about their distraction and told them to focus on the sightlines. They should've seen the Russo's coming."

Oh, Gianni you really wanna die! How dare you give me fucking lame excuses?

"You are in charge of the escorts, Gianni. You should be able to command and control things." I sent him to the floor again, kicking him off.

I bent to his level, grabbing his jaw roughly. "I want my gold back and I'm giving you 24 hours to do that or you're dead!" I fired, my eyes boring into his soul.

He nodded quickly and stood up, groaning.

"I'm deeply sorry, Capo." He apologised but I wasn't ready to listen. In fact, it got me boiling greatly.

I smirked, turning to look at him. "You better get going, Gianni. You shouldn't think I'm joking when I mentioned wanting my gold back."

Gianni shuddered in fear and with the defeated look on his face, I knew there was no way he was going to retrieve the lost gold.

But he had no choice, he had to or he'll be a dead meat.

He was almost reaching for the door when I called him back.

"Get me, Amelia." I ordered and he nodded before leaving. Minutes later, she came in, looking all scared.

"What took you so long?" I glared at her, folding my arms across my chest.

Amelia scoffed, tilting her head aside. "Really? I'm not, a 'flying jatt', master." She rolled her eyes, folding her arms too. "Even power bikes don't have the strength to race these days."

"Come closer, Amelia."

Amelia suddenly stood straight and now I guess she realised what she had just done. She just ignited a match that had set the forest of my anger ablaze.

Amelia gulped hardly, dragging her feet towards me and before I could reach for her neck, she pulled me into a hug, trailing her fingers into my pants.

For some shitty reasons, I let out a groan as she rubbed my dick cap.

Seems she quite knew how to pacify my anger.

"Please don't hurt me, Alessandro."

Oh fuck, fuck!

Amoretto, why are you doing this to me? Haven't I warned you not to call me by name?

Her voice was sweet even as it trembled. Just like the melodious rhythm from a violin. Amelia's soft and soothing voice was like ice calming down my burning nerves.

Her panties took away my insomnia and her voice now pacifies my rage.

No, I shouldn't let my guards down and allow her point out my weakness.

"It seems to me like you have a bud in your ear, Amelia." I spat, trying to push her away but she held tightly onto me, never letting go.

"Who got you angry, Alessandro?"

Oh no, not again!

"Amelia, s...stop this…"

Fuck, I just stuttered. What spell did this bitch cast on me?