Dante had in fact noticed Alexa as she suddenly stood up from her seat and marched off in a huff. Though he did not make any attempts to stop her from leaving at the moment it had happened.
And why should he?
What he was doing with these women here was quite normal, a regular occurrence in his dark and seedy world.
The same world that Alexa would have to become more accustomed to if she truly wanted to continue working as his assistant.
Even so, he couldn’t seem to rid himself of a small amount of growing guilt as it began to surface with each passing minute of attention he was receiving from these three attractive young women.
Normally, he would have accepted these women’s desperate proposal by now and all three of them would probably be busily f*****g in the private room down at the back of the jet!
But something about this situation didn’t quite feel right. Not now anyway.
Something felt off and it vexed him.
Sure, these women were stunning enough and any one of them could have shown him a good time throughout the duration of the flight.
But did he really want them to?
The powerful Mafia Boss didn’t exactly have a type, per say. He had been with all kinds of women over the years, of all different races and appearances.
They were nothing but a good f**k to him, and there was a reason for that.
Dante didn’t do things like relationships or love.
He was a prominent figure in the seedy underworld and having something like a girlfriend or a wife would not only put her life in danger, but also reveal a possible weakness for him.
And Dante refused to show weakness.
He was the f*****g Reaper!
So why was he feeling these strange and unwanted sensations just now.
Ones that had him wanting to shove these women aside and go after Alexa?
Ten more minutes went by and Dante had spent the entire time fending the desperate attendants off him so that he could actually get some work done.
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Nicola sat with both Stefano and several of the others as they went over countless records in a search for a vital piece of information they needed.
The tiny writing was beginning to do Nicola’s head in after reading his twentieth file in a row. Maybe he would need to look into getting his eye sight tested.
He dropped it down onto the oak table in front of him and went to rub his incredibly sore eyes when a frantic Luca came darting towards them.
Luca’s eyes were wide and he wore an excited smile on his face as he stopped in front of them. Something had him excited.
“What is it Luca?” Nicola’s tone showed his impatience with an accompanying frown as he lifted his eyes to meet those of his younger companion and loyal friend.
“Guys, seriously, you have to come and see this. Come on!”
He snickered to himself before darting back down towards where he had come from, at the back end of the jet.
Towards the boss’ private room.
Several of the other henchmen followed along after him, intrigued by whatever had made someone like Luca so excited. He didn’t typically act this way, so it was out of the ordinary for sure.
Besides, other than work there was nothing else to do in this place until they finally landed.
With a heavy sigh, the giant henchman stood up and followed along after the others to see what all the fuss was about.
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“Seriously, this had better be good Luca.” Nicola warned sternly as they stood at the closed door leading into the private room at the back of the jet.
“You know we have important deadlines to adhere to. We can’t just be f*****g around like idiots back here.”
Luca suddenly placed a single finger over the giant henchman’s lips, instantly silencing him.
“Shhh…” Luca hissed softly.
Nicola frowned.
This strangely odd behaviour caused Nicola to freeze up for a moment and glance down at his finger in both confusion and disbelief.
What the hell was Luca up to?
And more importantly, would it get them into trouble?
“Just look…” Luca whispered softly.
He reached out and turned the door handle slowly, carefully. He didn’t want to make a single sound and risk mucking this all up.
As Luca pushed the door inwards, cracking it open just enough for them to see, Nicola peered into the room with sudden intrigue.
As he did, the sound of the most incredibly angelic voice they had ever heard filled their ears, causing goosebumps to form on the surfaces of the men’s hardened skin.
Nicola’s brow furrowed into a frown of disbelief at both what he was hearing and what he was seeing.
He couldn’t believe it!
Several of the others pushed at one another to get a better look as they peered inside and noticed Alexa singing to herself while she busily worked on her laptop.
The beautiful assistant lay on her stomach across the surface of the bed positioned in the middle of the back room. She had her laptop resting in front of her and her wireless earphones in both her ears.
Her head bopped and her toes appeared to be tapping along to the rhythm as she used her incredible vocals to fill the room with a song many of them thought that they recoignised.
“I pulled away to face the pain… I close my eyes and drift away…”
“I know that song.” Luca beamed, his voice nothing but a whisper.
The song she was singing was called “My Heart is Broken” by the popular rock band Evanescence.
It was one of her all-time favourite bands. She loved all of their songs and had been an incredibly huge fan since she was much younger.
Alexa had always believed Amy Lee’s vocals were unlike anyone she had ever heard before, and she would often listen to Evanescence’s music while working in her former office.
It somehow calmed her.
Unfortunately for her though, she had no idea that she was being watched by half the men on the jet as she continued to sing.
Nicola turned his gaze to Luca who still had the excited expression painted across his face. Luca’s brows wiggled at the second-in-command and Nicola smiled.
It appeared that the powerful Mafia men were rather impressed by the sound of her vocals.
In fact, neither of them had heard anything quite like it!
It was almost sad to think that a woman like Alexa had wasted her obvious talent and instead decided to work as an assistant.
From the sound of her vocals alone, the stunning beauty should be up on a stage singing professionally, perhaps with a band of her own, just like the real Amy Lee!
They continued to watch on in wonder, while remaining hidden from her view.
In the meantime, Dante had been going through even more emails on his slimline laptop when he happened to look up and notice that the area around him was somewhat emptier than it should have been.
He watched as Cecilio grabbed the arm of one of the others, nodding his head as they whispered something between them and began to head down towards the back of the jet.
Narrowing his chocolate brown eyes with confusion, Dante closed his laptop, placing it onto the table beside him before he stood and followed along after them.
He wanted to know what was so important that it needed the majority of his staff in attendance.
A man like Dante was not a fan of wasted time.
The crowd of people standing at the open doorway had grown substantially by now as the boss approached with an angered frown.
“I don’t pay you all to just loaf around here and…”
His sentence died almost instantly at the sound of the angelic voice. It was coming from inside of his private room.
His expression softened as the angel’s voice appeared to crawl underneath his skin and coarse throughout his veins.
It sent his skin into a wave of tingling goosebumps and made the hairs on his arms and legs stand on end.
“I can’t go on living this way, but I can’t go back the way I came… shamed of this fear that I will never find a way to heal my soul…”
Noticing that the boss himself had now joined them, everyone suddenly silenced, concern evident in their expressions.
The crowd quickly parted for their boss to come to the front and see this with his own two eyes what all the fuss was about.
As she continued to sing, Dante made his way up to stand in the partially open doorway. With every one of his steps he felt her beautiful voice serenading his very soul.
But who was it in that room? One of the female attendants perhaps?
Then his eyes locked onto her… Alexa.
It was Alexa who was singing! It was her voice causing him to have goosebumps! He couldn’t believe it.
His lips parted as his entire body froze in place, shocked by what he was seeing.
This woman was just full of surprises!
He stood for a moment in the open doorway, just watching her in complete awe.
“My heart is broken…. Sweet sleep my dark angel…”
She went on, slowly beginning to get louder and louder as she allowed the deep emotion of the song to take her over entirely.
Alexa seemed to put a lot of her emotion into this particular part of the song, and it caused Dante to wonder if perhaps she had been hurt by someone else in the past.
Perhaps someone who had foolishly wronged such a pure, spirited woman.
Without taking his eyes off her, Dante pushed the door open all the way and stepped inside. The others watched on as he closed the door behind him, blocking off their view of what would happen next.
Some sighed, others frowned.
“Come on folks, the show’s over. Get back to work.” Nicola whispered, ushering them away from the back room.
Being his number two, Nicola knew that Dante highly valued his privacy.
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The Mafia Boss made his way towards the large bed, one slow and silent step after the next, until he had finally arrived to stand beside the mattress.
Both his hands were tucked into his pants pockets as he stood casually watching her singing what appeared to be a different, much slower song.
The vocals of this song sounded a lot more solemn, almost depressing as he watched her typing on the keyboard at the same time.
She was indeed a talented multitasker. Singing and working!
Deciding it was now time to make his presence known, Dante leaned in and tapped her gently on the right shoulder.
Alexa almost leapt into the air as she let out a terrified gasp, quickly spinning around and meeting his smouldering gaze.
It was Dante himself!
‘s**t!’