Chapter 16: Chapter 16
"One day when I'm gone all this will be yours. You will be the king just like I was after my father and my father, your grandpa after his forefathers. You hear me son." Eighteen year old me stood beside my father all in an expensive looking tux of our Russian fortress watching as the cars lined up.
"It's big." Sighing I took in everything in sight. My father ruled the Russian mafia with iron fist that sometimes I wonder if I will ever live up to his expectations and more. It was scary hearing him say this, signs of failure and doubts clouding my eyes but I didn't let it show. I didn't want him to believe he raised a whimp as a son.
"Big things comes with great responsibility and I trust you son." Battling with my own shallow thoughts a noise disrupts our conversation turning heads to the ever crazy brother of mine who has his famous devilish smile on his face walking behind MA. "He is something else huh?" My father chuckles.
"Yeah dad. Crazy." I did the cookoo face letting out a soft taunting laugh.
"Hey, I heard that. Ma!" Alexei glares at me calling on mother.
"What did I tell you about picking on each other?" Flipping the bird behind mothers back in other not to get caught father laughs hanging a hand over my shoulder. Taunting him more, my lips twitch eyeing him in a standoff which he knows I always win. "Okay it's time. Come here boys." Mother calls us to attention. "You," Looking at Alexei. "Stop picking on your brother." Immediately he counters pointing at me.
"But ma " he whines.
"Can you?" Raising her index cutting him off kissing his face.
"Okay ma." He grumbles as she pulls him into her embrace.
"And you, stop taunting him." Smacking my head causing him to laugh out and me to frown.
"Ay ma." Mumbling.
"Good. I love you both. We leave for the conglomerate meeting and I want you both on your best behaviors. You both are in charge while we are gone, so no killing or destroying properties, I want my house in one piece when I'm back. And for fuck sake let my electronics be in one piece, da Alexei." he flashes her a guilty grin. It was obvious his love for gadgets tearing apart our mansion to build hit little bots.
"Ma."
"Don't ma me. Love you boys. Your uncle will be here shortly with you but I believe you can do well on your own. Right boys?" Her face hardens looking to both of us. It wasn't a rumor of the power the queen, my mother possessed. She was heartless when need be and I have seen it countless times that I wished to have a queen like her when my time to rule comes watching them enter the bulletproof car driving out.
But those thoughts died as their car exploded right outside our fortress. My heart died quicker than I thought watching our men rush to the scene, even Alexei. I couldn't week instead my knee meet the ground blinking in alarm upon realising that my parents got blown outside our mansion.
"Ma!!!" I screamed in anguish.
Jolting awake, eyes searching the room frantically dropping on Nia's sleeping form beside me. Light showers drops is heard outside looking to the glass slide doors. It was just a dream, a consistent reoccurring dream that haunts my sleep. Expelling deeply I unwrap myself from our tangled limbs, slowly and cautiously walking out of the room in other not to wake her up.
Groaning into my hands exhausted as fuck, my feet takes me to the fridge taking a bottle of water. At the first sip, I moan at the refreshing chill taking yet another sip getting to relax on the fridge, heavy thought swarming my mindset. Will there be a possibility she knows about that day or she just loves playing innocent at things of such.
My hand ruffles my locks groaning deeply, dropping the bottle on the sink I step out to the den flopping on a couch switching on the TV as a means of distraction to rid me of my worries. She has to know.
The closer I get to finding that weasel Leandro, the more afraid I become knowing how much secrets will unfold to hurt me. Knowing it is her family that ruined mine, that made me the devil I am today. How will I get to confront the woman I love, the woman with my heir that her father killed my parents out of spiteful jealousy. For the sake of closure, I need to know why the Italians murdered my parents and if she knows about the involvement of her father in this.
I try to dismiss this matter ever since I found out who she is but then again came her contract to be killed and it fucked up my head. Why will her people want to kill her? Not just her people but her late father's right hand man. It doesn't just fit in place. There's is a missing piece connected to all this.
Anya is doing this to get back at me for cutting off an already failed relationship when she terminated my baby for her selfish reason and teaming up with Leandro seems like the way forward and her getway protection from me. Then Leandro, the jealous one who wants to take over the Italian mafia but why does he?
He is the only one connecting all the deaths and murders together for the past eight years and now out of the blue, he wants her alive to sit on the throne. I need to find him first and fast before he finds her. More so I need to tell her what I did and how much I will forever regret that incident.
"Elijah?" My head snaps to the voice. "You are not in bed, is something wrong?" Walking to her I pull her into my arms dreading the days ahead. Soft hands wraps on my waist letting a sigh. I need to tell her the truth but first I need to find the slimy weasel before he fucks up my perfect life.
The fear of losing my parents and taking over the mafia isn't as great as the fear of knowing a big storm is awaiting me, us, in the next days to come. I need to act fast before it comes slapping me on the face, hard. My phone vibrates in my pocket, fishing it out it reads. 'We have his location. What are your orders?'. Expelling a deep breathe, I was glad to know my questions will be answered before I squeeze the life out of him and seek to making amends by righting my wrong to the mother of my child.
"Come, let's go back to bed." Kissing her head, I only pray it's not too late to right my wrongs to her.