Alessandro's POV.
"Where is the file?" I asked over the phone as I stepped into the study.
"It's on your desk, Boss." He replied before I hung up.
I sauntered over to my chair and sank into it, staring at the pile of different files scattered on my desk.
"What file is this i***t talking about?" I muttered, irritation lacing my voice. "He's lucky he's not here right now, or I'd put a f*****g bullet in his head. Couldn't he at least set the file aside?"
The urge to fling all the papers off my table gripped me, but I took a deep breath to control my anger.
"Now, I have to go through every one of them," I growled, grabbing the nearest file.
The files contained the account details of my money and those that owed me. I never trusted any of my men with my drugs or my cash. I always had to
