Mafia’s Loved One

Chapter 2 - Alexei

It has been a very stressful few weeks, trying to catch this asshole that screwed me over one too many times. While trying to find him, there had been ongoing territory problems with the other Russian mafia gang. I should have known that this fucker was nothing other than a con artist, and would run away as soon as I got a whiff of him doing something wrong, and here I am, looking for him, for weeks on end after he just disappeared into thin air once more. Finally, we got some intel that he had a cabin in the mountains of Alaska. I called my team together so we could plan his capture.

time skip

It was cold as hell walking up this goddamn mountain. I would have been happy if it were a quick trip, but no no, we’ve been here for nearly 5 hours because one of my men mistakenly took the wrong directions one too many times and in the end I took over because he was getting on my nerves. After that, we found the cabin within 30 minutes, so we weren’t that far off. I’ll give him that. Once we got close enough to the cabin, I started signaling to everyone where they should go, but when I was about to step forward, I got an arrow shot right between my legs. Now I’m starting to get pissed. Who the f**k dares to shoot an arrow at me? Don’t they know who I am? Just as I am about to yell at the person to show themselves, we start hearing other noises. It sounds like heavy footsteps, multiple men, probably about 10. When they get into the visual I’m about to laugh. There he is, my nemesis. Maxim Baranov “the great”, as he likes to be called. To me, he is just a stupid old man that needs to retire. He’ll soon be 60 years old, going against a 28-year-old. This shows how stupid and immature he is. After our long stare off, I saw in the corner of my eye, that one of his men took his gun out and took the first shot. He tried pointing it at me but it didn’t go well for him, since my men are trustworthy and sacrifice themselves for me, I can’t say the same about Maxim’s men.

Throughout the fight, men were killed left and right, yet I couldn’t see where the shots were coming from. The fight continued for a while, but towards the end, this angel appeared. It appears to be her that has been helping us. She looked like a goddess fighting Baranov’s men, not even looking faced by what was going on. I was getting too distracted by her to notice one of Baranov’s men sneaking up on me. I must admit he did a pretty good job, stabbed me right in the abdomen, multiple times. It hurt like a b***h, I forgot how bad the pain was. I fell down onto the snow, going in and out of consciousness. When I woke up, I saw this beautiful angel right in front of me. As she was looking at me, I saw no emotion whatsoever. As if this was normal for her.

She got closer to my face, leaning into my right ear and said “He’s dead”. Then he got up and walked away. I just watched her walk away, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She had put her hair up in a beautiful french braid. She had those beautiful eyes. I could look into them for days. She looked to be at least 5’9, with beautiful tan skin. When I asked her for her name she just ignored me. Hopefully, I’ll meet her again soon. I need to know about her.