Chapter 9

Dad held back his laugh while mom's face was so red with anger, it looked like her head was about to explode.

l am my father's favourite child, because of obvious reasons. He hated Victoria’s boyfriend, Blake. Don’t get me wrong, he loves my sister, but she's not always in his good books. It’s only mom that wants us to be friends again, so we can be one happy family. Not after what she did to me,not a chance.

“Sister!” Victoria squealed as she jolted up from the couch. She ran towards me with her arms wide open.

As she got close, I punched her right in the nose, causing her to fall on the floor.

“What the fuck Allegra?” Victoria yelled as she heled her bleeding nose.

“Oh my Victoria!!” I covered my mouth, pretending to be surprised. “ I couldn’t even tell it was you with all that plastic on your face.”

“I just got my nose done and now you fucking broke it! DADDY! Do something!” she yelled in her ever annoying childlike voice.

Both my father and Blake sat up from the couch in concern and looked at each other confused, Alice and I couldn't hold back out laughter as we watched them trying to figure out which “daddy” she was referring to.

“Come on Allegra, she didn’t deserve that.” Blake said getting in my face. Finally I get to use these spiky booties I step back and roundhouse kick him so hard in the face he falls onto the glass coffee table, shattering it.

Alice was laughing so hard she was on the floor, crying as she held her stomach.

“Alice you’re supporsed to be family!” Blake yelled, attempting to stand as shards of glass penetrated his skin.

Alice stood up, completely serious and glared at him.

“I should have killed you a year ago after the shit you pulled. You’re no family of mine.” She growled. “Cause you know what?”

She took a step closer to Blake and hovered over him.

“ I don’t…” she said softly inching closer. “Fuck with…” she got even more closer, her voice was almost a whisper. “YOU!” She yelled getting in the face of a very confused Blake.

“YOU LITTLE STUPID ASS BITCH I AINT FUCKING WITH YOU!” she walked away singing.

I lost total control and laughed harder than I ever had in my life.

“Xavier fucking do something!” my mother screamed as he smacked my father’s chest.

“Alright children, that’s enough.” My father raised his hand. “Breakfast will be served. I’ll send a doctor over for you two.” He motioned to Blake and Victoria.

“And you two, get your drunk asses to the table.” He said, biting his lip to hold back his smile. My mother turned to Victoria, helping her get up. While her back was turned, I glanced at my dad. He pointed to a still screaming Blake, and gave me and Alice a wink.

Every day it was the same routine: wake up to Alice barging into my room with liquor, have an awkward and silent brunch with my family, go out on a few jobs with Alice, then come home and torture some prisoners.

Victoria and Blake have been avoiding us and haven’t spoken to us since and I honestly couldn’t be happier. We’ve been finding Assassins everywhere atempting to get into our warehouses, at the docks waiting for us to pick up a shipment, we even found another sneaking around our gate the other night. We’ve managed to get some information out from all of them, except they all say the same thing;

“The end is near for you, Grey’s.” And that’s always their last words.

Whatever Moskov is planning, he’s doing a shitty job at it. For every Russian we find, we skin them, and send their branded tattoo directly to him. Tonight is finally the day of the annual ball. The day we get to see Vladimir Moskov in person.

No weapons or security are allowed within the event. We’ve been briefed to be on high alert, just in case Moskov tries something tonight. I settled on a red dress with a slit up my leg and a bare back. I throw on some nude heels, and part my hair down the middle and tie it in a low pony tail. I put on a bit of eyeshadow, and a lip tint to match my dress. “Ready?” Alice calls out from my bedroom.

I walk out and nod my head. “Let’s get this shit over with.” One thing I love about Alice is that she can switch between goofy and serious when she needs to. We walk to the entrance of the mansion, and enter our bulletproof Limo. Everyone is in the car waiting for us.

Victoria's dress is hot pink, and so short it barely covers her ass. We drive for about an hour to the venue.

We pull up to an extravagant arena, large white pillars line the outside, a red carpet was laid out for us to walk on. A crowd of paparazzi surrounding the carpet. I fucking hate paparazzi.

Most Mafia leaders, including ourselves, were involved in some legal businesses as a cover up. So to the world, my father owned Grey Enterprises, the largest hotel chain in the world. I take a deep breath and step out of the limo.

Flashes immediately blind my vision as I raise a hand to my face and quickly walk down the carpet to the entrance. My father and mother do the same, occasionally smiling at cameras. Alice was walking at such a pace, she was almost in a full on sprint.

Victoria stood there, basking in the attention and soaking up her 15 minutes of fame. She was doing different slutty poses with Blake for the paparazzi, and I was almost grateful she took the attention away from us.