Taming the ruthless mafia billionaire

MILAN10:20AMThe loud blare of a mobile phone jarred Alessandro awake. He grunted slowly, rubbed his eyes before reaching for his phone on the desk.Still half asleep, he used his elbow to forcefully prop himself upwards, and then brought the phone to his ears.“Hello?” his sleepy yet deep voice spoke groggily into the phone.“Angelo, see me in my office.”The voice was low and brief yet commanding enough. Alessandro needed no soothsayer to know who he had just spoken to. He had forgotten to check the caller identity in his sleepy state but the voice was enough to shake him back to reality.He sighed rubbing his eyes more and wading off the last remaining of sleep in them before he stood, stretching himself to full length. He had fallen asleep in his study. A glance at the round wall clock told him he had slept for almost an hour. If only chief hadn’t woken him up, who knows he would have been lucky to have his first hour of sleep for the first time in a long, long while. And hopeful

Chapter threeIsabella handed the little boy to his driver. “Bye Leo! See you again soon!” she bade him bye ruffling his hair playfully. Leo giggled and soon he was scooped up by his driver and taken into the car.“Hmmm…finally!” Isabella heaved out a sigh in relief once the car zoomed off. Taking care of kids was something she enjoyed doing, although it came with its hurdles. Leo was her last for the day. She always made sure each kid got handed over to the parents or the guidance before calling it a successful day.She sighted the waterfalls and suddenly felt like having a cold shower. The mere thought of having the shower run on her while she stood under it made her want to arrive home that instant. But she decided to buy a gelato ice-cream on her way back and branched at a convenience store first.Alessandro stood distance away and the moment he saw Leo taken into the car, he took out the tiny black communicating chip and fixed into his ear. “The car is moving now. Don’t let it o

LORENZO’S HOUSELorenzo puffed the last of the smoke from his cigarette before throwing the stick on the floor, mentally ignoring the waste bin by the side that glared at his misconduct. He stepped on it, grinding it half to pieces as he made his way back into the house.He carefully dropped the wine glass on the table and headed to the wash room. Whilst in it, he couldn’t stop thinking about the lady he had seen with Alessandro. His head tilted to the right as he pushed his entire body fully into the bath tub. What was that suspicious reaction he had given off? That look he had seen in Alessandro’s face. He had never seen him wear such a look. In fact, it was a look they were trained to never have. Alessandro knew that more than anyone. He could never make such mistake. Still, Lorenzo hoped to continue digging more. Anything to ruin Alessandro. Anything to push him up right where he thinks he belongs and Alessandro, beneath him. his rightful position.The blare of doorbell reminded

Mafia sevenI couldn’t get the chance to look behind me as the owner of the voice was soon standing beside me.My jaw dropped.She flashed me a quirky glance. “I’m sorry if I startled you. I made a really rough guess there. You like flat white huh? I mean most men like that…especially cold withdrawn ones like you…I’m sorry again if I spoke out of line.”Still mute, I sought for words but it seemed as if words decided to fail me that moment as I stared down at the same person I had tried to avoid. The universe must have something against me, I had to agree.“Erm, not all men like flat white. You shouldn’t make such…absurd assumptions.” I snapped myself back to the moment.“Really? You don’t want flat white? What would you have then? Espresso? Cappuccino?”“No, flat white whatever is fine. I’m not much a coffee fan.”She shrugged but didn’t say another word. Then we waited for the coffee to be prepared.“You already chose a spot to sit while you drink your coffee?” she asked me as we wa

Chief Alegra starts to probe for the identity of the men that attacked him in his house. He visits the prime minister’s office and revealed he didn’t give up the contract on his own accord.“What! I felt it…you know, I kept wondering why you of all people would reject such a huge contract.” The prime minster reeled in shock.“How could I, in my right senses do that? But I must find out who dare did this to me! I must get to the root of this!” chief Alegra gritted. “Who was the contract then given after I rejected it?”The prime minister shrugged. “Well, it was only hierarchal that the mantle fell on chief Giovanni Piero…as much as I can remember, he made no direct calls or indicated hidden interest personally.”“Chief Giovanni…” Chief Alegra mumbled as he racked his head for the image of him in his head.“You don’t know chief Giovanni?” prime minster asked with surprise.Who doesn’t know chief Giovanni. A ruthless wealthy man, shady and does underground deals yet manages to never get